First of all just to remind everyone. This is a Non-Canon story, it is AU (Author Universe). I have borrowed the characters that J. K. Rowlings invented and changed their world to fit in a way I would have liked to have seen happen. It will have bashing of some characters, so anybody that is offended by bashing of characters should not read. Snape, Dumbledore and Molly Weasley are definitely in that category. So if you are a fan of these characters you won't like my story.

The reason I stated this is because I got my first bad reviews. I understand that getting bad reviews are a rite of passage, but to be told my story is not Canon when it says in the summary that it is Non-Canon was pointless. To have complaints about bashing when that was also in the summary, well I don't understand why that reviewer thought they had to say anything as I already knew these things. But I didn't really take offense to the review itself so much, but the fact that she called Harry a brat. If you don't like Harry Potter why are you reading stories about him to begin with?

This story will be a Sirius/Harry, Father/Son story. These two characters will be having a better life then JKR gave them. That is what my story is about, making my two favorite characters having a better life.

Most of my reviewers asked for more of this story, so I have decided it will be a longer story. I have surprises still in store for you guys. Please read and hopefully enjoy the way it is meant for you to.

I have also changed Septima Vector from being female to being a male named Septimus Vector. Sorry but I need him a male for my story.

Don't own Harry Potter or anything to do with his world. That honor belongs to JK Rowlings. Thank you for giving us these wonderful characters to play with.

How the last chapter ended.

While at the same time Hermione said, "Hello Professor Black, we were just trying to get Harry to go outside with us for a while."

"I'm sorry Miss Granger, but I need to speak to Harry for a little bit, maybe he can meet you later, but probably not until after lunch." Then turning to Harry he said, " come on Pup let's go to the tower and talk."

"Okay Dad," Harry said getting up and walking out of the Great Hall with his Dad. He knew he was in for a lecture, but he didn't care because it meant he had somebody who cared what he did. Plus it was for something he had actually done wrong, not like when he was at the Dursleys where he was always in trouble for things he didn't do. It was wonderful having a Dad who loved him and wanted the best for him and also expected the best of him. He had given up of ever having someone like his Dad in his life and he knew he would never take him for granted like most kids did with their parents.

Changes are Starting

As Lord Black and his son, the Boy-Who-Lived walked out of the Great Hall almost everybody was staring at them. Many different thoughts were going through the minds of those watching them.

Some like the Hufflepuffs were thinking that the changes Lord Black had talked about seemed like a good thing. They were looking forward to a fairer and more just point system. It was also great to know that Filch could no longer punish them.

Most of the Ravenclaws were excited about the new and improved classes. They also thought having the chance to find a good book in the Library without Madam Pince making them feel guilty was a good thing.

From the Slytherin table a wider variety of thoughts were going on. Some like Malfoy and his ilk were beyond pissed at the changes that blood-traitor was making. They didn't want to take Muggle Studies, as they didn't care what those worthless muggles did. It was also galling to know a blood-traitor was going to be their Head of House when their house stood for blood purity. Some of them were thinking maybe it would be better to leave Hogwarts and go to a school like Durmstrang instead of staying here.

While the more neutral Slytherins, the ones that really stood for what Slytherins were noted for, the sly and cunning ones who hid behind masks were thinking that maybe they had a chance of getting their house back to what it should have been. Maybe they would actually have a chance for their house to stop being ostracized, if people like Malfoy could be neutered to stop making them look bad, especially now that Snape was gone. He may have been their Head of House, but they knew he caused a lot of the rift between them and the other houses, after all why would the other houses want to give them a chance when their Head of House was always bullying and taking points off of them for no reason.

People like Oliver Wood and the others who thought flying and Quidditch were important were looking after the man with awe. They were going to have great brooms for the Flying classes, which meant the new recruits for Quidditch would be even better. Plus they were sure if a student wanted to play Quidditch but couldn't because they couldn't afford their own broom, well they just knew Lord Black would let them borrow a school broom for that. Which meant that more students would get the chance to try out. Which in turn would hopefully give them the best players the school had to offer.

The Gryffindor table had a myriad of thoughts going on. The Weasley twins were looking after Harry with serious looks on their faces. They really needed to talk to him, as they were worried he might think they had known what their Mum and siblings had been doing, and nothing was further from the truth. They really liked Harry, they saw him as a cross between a friend, teammate and little brother. It broke their hearts to know that members of their family was hurting the raven-haired teen. They had to see if he still wanted to be their friend, and if he would forgive them for their families actions.

While Percy Weasley was looking after the both of them with resentment. How could Harry say those things about his Mother, Ron and Ginny after all his family had done for him? They let him live in their house for almost a month last summer and this is the thanks they get. Plus evidently Harry had been telling tales to his father to get him to take Percy to task like that about the points. He didn't appreciate Sirius Black more or less threatening to take away his Head Boy badge either.

Colin Creevey and the other Gryffindors who hero-worshipped Harry were staring after him and his Dad with awe and wonderment. Last night seeing their hero in action just made them more of fans, and to now know that he and his dad owned Hogwarts was simply amazing.

Of course most of them female population were just thinking how cute both males were, and imagining themselves being married to either Harry or for some of the older girls, well they were thinking how great it would be to be Lady Black. It didn't matter to them that Sirius Black had been married to James Potter, so he was definitely gay, no they were thinking how they would be the one to get him to like females instead.

Remus, Andi and Ted were smiling after Sirius with pride with how well he had handled the meeting and the changes he planned on making. They realized just how much time and thought he had to have put into his plans for the school. This was the Sirius Black they had always known, the one most people never got to see, because he kept this side of himself hidden except for those he was closest to usually.

Madam Pince and Filch were looking after the man in resentment. Who did that whelp think he was to put them on probation? They had been at this school when he was just a snot-nosed kid and now he was threatening their jobs. It wasn't right.

The Professors who had taught Sirius Black were shocked that he sounded so mature and level-headed. This didn't seem to be the same hot-headed prankster they knew Sirius Black to be. Who was the real Sirius Black? Had Azkaban changed him so much? Or had he been hiding his true self from them? The same way Mr. Potter-Black had been doing it seems.

But there was one Professor who was looking after the two as they left the Great Hall with his mind a virtual sea of thoughts. As he was watching them go joy, love, pride, longing and fear were all running through his mind. He wanted to go to them and tell them who he really was. He wanted to spend time with them and hopefully get them to accept him into their lives, but what if they rejected him? What if him being part of their lives put them in danger? He didn't know what to do, but he got up and walked off to his office to do some serious thinking about his options. He didn't even acknowledge when a student asked, "Professor Vector are you alright?"

Hermione Granger was watching the two walk out with a disgruntled look on her face. She had things she needed to talk to Harry about and Sirius Black kept taking him away when she wanted answers. It was starting to get annoying.

But Neville Longbottom was alternating between watching Harry and Lord Black leave the room and watching the emotions playing across Hermione's face. He could not believe that she wasn't showing the slightest bit of remorse for getting Harry into trouble with his Dad. No instead of remorse on her face she looked put out that she wasn't getting her way. As he turned back to the empty doorway he made a decision, so mustering up all of his courage he decided to take Hermione to task. Remembering how Harry stood up for what he believed in last night made it a little easier as he turned to the bushy-haired girl next to him.

"Hermione didn't your parents ever teach you any manners?"

"What?" sputtered Hermione, being brought out of her own thoughts so abruptly.

"I said didn't your parents ever teach you any manners?"

"Of course they did. Why would you ask such a thing?" she demanded.

"Well from what I've seen here this morning, it sure doesn't look like it at all," he informed her bravely.

Hermione just stared at him for a minute, before she said in a very quiet but deadly voice, "I don't understand why you would say such a thing."

"Well, let me list them for you. How about the way you were rude to Harry earlier and saying those things about his Dad being in prison? Or what about talking more than once while Lord Black was talking? I've never seen you do that when Dumbledore was talking, but when Lord Black did you had no problem doing it. Even after Harry told you his Dad was getting mad you did it again, while bringing Harry into it. Then when he came over here you called him Professor Black instead of Lord Black. And instead..."

"He is our Professor so what was wrong with that," she asked angrily. She definitely was not happy with the way Neville was talking to her.

"He may be going to be our Professor, but he is foremost Lord Black, so unless we are in a classroom or something concerning school he should be addressed as Lord Black. After all you read the title of that article stating he has more Lordships than anyone in history. Did you not notice the Crests on his robes?"

"Yes, there were ten of them, so what?'

Hermione, besides the ones mentioned last night, there was four more. I only recognized two of those, but both of those are awe inspiring to say the least."

"Why? Whose crest were they?"

"One was the Crest of Merlin and the other Le Fay. The most famous wizard and witch in all time. Sirius Black is Lord Merlin and Lord Le Fay, which makes the man the closest thing to royalty we have in our world."

"You're kidding, right?"

"No, I'm not. By the way you interrupted me a minute ago, which is another thing that makes it look like you weren't taught manners. Like I was saying, you got Harry in trouble with his Dad and you don't even look the least bit sorry about that. Instead you were looking perturbed that you weren't getting your way. I don't know about your parents, but my Gran would have been furious with me for talking when such an important person was talking. And even though Harry told you it was disrespectful and that one of his Dad's rules was to be respectful, you don't act the least bit concerned that you got him in trouble."

Now Hermione was looking red-faced. She knew her parents wouldn't have been happy with her either if she had been talking while they were, especially if they were having an important meeting at the time. Why did she do that? Neville was right she never talked like that when Professor Dumbledore was talking. And Harry did say he was in trouble, but she just acted like that was no big deal. Harry was her friend and she sure wasn't acting like it this morning.

Still red in the face she turned to Neville and said, "Thanks Neville, I really needed to hear that. I will apologize to both Harry and Lord Black when I see them again."

"I'm sorry if I seemed rude to you, Hermione, but I could tell Harry felt really bad going against his Dad's rules, but I do think he will appreciate you apologizing to both him and his Dad. Especially his Dad as he seems very defensive of him, which truthfully you can't blame him for acting that way, after knowing how his Dad was treated."

"You're right and I should have paid better attention to what Harry was actually saying," Hermione agreed. They started walking out of the Hall when Hermione asked, "Neville, is Lord Black really the closest thing to Royalty the wizarding world has?"

Yes, Hermione! Those ten Crests on his robes are all from Noble and Ancient Houses or higher, because lesser Houses don't have Crests to represent them. And every Noble and Ancient or higher House has a seat on the Wizengamot automatically, so with him having ten seats to represent...wait a minute...didn't he say last night to Malfoy's mother that he was her Head of House with a higher standing than the Malfoys?"

"Yes, he did. Why?" asked Hermione curiously.

"Neville actually started snickering before he answered her. "Well that means he will have another Lordship to represent until he feels Malfoy is old enough to take over the Lordship."

"What? Why?"

"Because he is Malfoy's Head of House, now that his Father is going to go to prison. Truthfully if he wants he can take Malfoy away from his Mother, which is probably why he was saying last night they would talk and it depends on her attitude how that will turn out for Malfoy."

"What that isn't right," Hermione sputtered.

"Hermione this is the wizarding world and the way it works. This right here is why Lord Black probably wants Magical studies for the muggle raised kids. You don't seem to understand our society is not exactly like the muggle one. The things you do in that world doesn't always fit into our's anymore then we fit into your's. You are thinking like a muggle and that is why you have such a hard time making friends with most people here, because they see the way you act as you are looking down on us and our way of life, instead of trying to understand our laws and customs, you think we should change to your way of thinking. That is why a lot of purebloods don't like muggleborns and won't give them a chance. This is our way of life and yes some things need changed and updated, but it will take time and talking down to people because they don't see things the way the muggles do it as right, only makes it harder for muggleborns to fit in. Do you understand what I'm telling you, Hermione?"

Yes, I do Neville. You're telling me I'm showing the same kind of prejudice against the wizarding way of life as a lot of wizards show for the muggle way of life. I really didn't know I was doing that, I swear I didn't mean to."

"I know Hermione which is why I never said anything before, but anyway as I was answering your question earlier. Yes, Lord Black is the closest thing to royalty we have. Counting the Malfoy seat he now has eleven seats to vote in the Wizengamot. Nobody has ever voted more than four before. And when people realize that he is the Lord to the Houses of Merlin and Le Fay they are going to go wild. Nobody has held those Lordships in at least 700 years or at least they never mentioned it if they did."

"Harry is the Heir to Merlin and Morgana Le Fay?" Hermione asked in awe.

"Yes, and see how you are feeling about that, just know the wizarding world will be 100 times more impressed than you are about it, because they know just how big of a deal that really is."

"Thanks Neville, maybe I should read up about the magical world's law and customs better."

"I think Lord Black plans on all muggleborns doing that," Neville laughed. This caused Hermione to join in as they went out and set by the lake each thinking about the conversation they had and the changes that were happening because of Harry and his Dad.

Meanwhile Harry and his Dad were entering the Founder's Tower with Harry feeling a little nervous about the coming conversation. So he started before his Dad opened his mouth, "I'm sorry Dad, I didn't mean to be disrespectful and rude to you."

Sirius noticed the four Grandparents looking on curiously and felt that this conversation should be private. "Just a minute Pup, let's take this to your room, okay? "

"Yes Sir!"

As they walked into his room Sirius gave his son's shoulder a gentle squeeze letting him know it was going to be okay. When they were seated on the bed side by side he said, "Okay Harry, I heard your apology and I accept it, but I would like to know why you were talking when you knew it was rude and disrespectful?"

"I'm sorry. Hermione kept asking things or complaining and I was answering her."

"Tell me which is more acceptable, being rude to a friend or your parent, a Professor or the Lord of this school?"

"I should have ignored Hermione, Dad. I'm really sorry and it won't happen again, I promise."

"I'm holding you to that Harry James, because if it happens again the next time you will be punished, understand?" he asked him sternly. "You know our rules and the consequences for breaking them, so please remember your promise, because I don't want to have to punish you. I hate punishing you, Pup, it breaks my heart."

"I'll remember Dad, I promise." Harry said remorsefully. He knew his Dad didn't want to ever punish him, the three times that it had happened over the last three weeks his Dad looked as if he would cry, even though they were three different kinds of punishments, even the one where he made him write an essay had made the man look that way. His Dad was too soft-hearted when it came to him. Harry had a feeling it was because of the fact that he had missed so much of his son's life, and he didn't want to ruin any of their time together with punishments, but he understood his Dad did it because he loved him and wanted him to be the best he could be. He was grateful that his Dad felt that way about him, and even if he didn't like being in trouble or punished, he definitely loved having his Dad back in his life and he would take all the punishments his Dad felt he deserved just to have this feeling of love and security he got from his Dad.

"Well then Kiddo, why don't we go out there and talk to our Grandparents for a bit."

As they walked into the room Helga Hufflepuff-Gryffindor was looking them over to make sure they were alright. She had heard from Godric how Sirius would feel bad if he had to punish his son and it seemed like Harry had gotten up to some mischief, but both of her Grandsons looked fine, but it was Sal who said something first.

"Everything okay, guys?"

"Everything is fine, Grandfather. It was just a little misunderstanding that we have sorted out."

"Was it at the meeting?" Godric asked.

"Yes, Granddad, but we don't want to talk about that." Sirius told him.

"We miss everything up here ," Sal complained. "Sirius, you have to get our other portraits put back where they go."

"I don't know where they are Grandfather."

"That old fool locked them in a special warded room in the Headmaster's quarters. Fawkes can show you exactly where when you are in the office," Rowena explained.

"Okay, Pup let's go portrait hunting."

"Wait, when you get to the room, like I said it is warded so you and Harry need to hold hands and touch the door at the same time while saying Alohomora. I know this is a simple first year spell but it is the fact that you are the owners of the school and our Heirs that will actually help break the wards, but it will let it know exactly how you want to break them by unlocking the door. You will have to both have your wands out and doing the spell continuously until it unlocks. It could take as long as five minutes before the ward breaks, but it will break for you, nothing in this castle can actually keep either of you out if you really want in no matter what or who warded it."

"Thanks Grandmother. We'll talk to you in your other portrait soon, Sirius assured her as they left to head to the Head's office.

As they were walking Sirius realized what was actually just said and was worried about how his son would use that information, after all he was the son of two Marauders and he knew James and himself would have used that to their advantage, so he knew he would have to say something to Harry about it.

Turning to his child he said, " Pup, we need to talk about what your Grandmother just said."

"What about Dad?"

"The fact that she said we could get in anywhere in Hogwarts. I don't want to find out you are using that to your advantage to go places you are not allowed to be or places that could be dangerous for you. Do you understand me? Because I promise if I find out you have taken advantage of that information, you will be in trouble. Got it?

"Yes, Sir, I promise Dad, I'm not going to go looking for trouble."

"Look Kiddo, I believe that you mean that, but you are a thirteen year old boy, who is the son of two Marauders, it is in your genes to get into trouble. Just remember no matter how much trouble your Da and I caused for every bit your Granddad found out about we were punished for it. We were held accountable for our actions the same way you will be, with the same consequences, okay?"

"Yeah Dad, I know, you already told me all of this," he said flippantly.

"Yes, Harry James, I know I did, but I just want to remind you. Now that I said that I also want to remind you what I said about the way you are to treat Remus, your Aunt Andi and Uncle Ted, you are allowed to be mad at them, but you are not to be rude or disrespectful, is that understood?"

"I won't Dad, but I still don't understand how you can be okay with the way they treated you; he stated mutinously.

"I'm okay with it, because I know quite a bit of it had to do with Dumbledork's meddling.

"They still should have given you the benefit of the doubt," he pouted stubbornly.

"Yes, Harry James, you have made your opinion on that quite clear to me, but it is in the past and can't be changed, all we can do is go forward from here. If they show signs of not truly being my friend or family then I will make the decision to cut them out of our lives, but until then I'm going ahead like none of it was their fault, and I expect you to do the same. Is that understood, young man?" he asked with a stern look on his face.

"Yes Sir, I'll remember," answered the chastised young man.

Changing the subject now that he could see Harry was taking his words to heart, he asked, "so how was your time with your friends?"

"Neville was great, but Hermione upset me a little. I'm beginning to wonder if she really is my friend, or if she had ulterior motives to be my friend like Ron. I'm having a hard time trusting my own judgment on my friends after hearing about what Pettigrew did to you and Da, and after what Ron, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley did. Maybe I don't have any real friends at all."

Sirius wrapped his arm around his son's shoulders pulling him close to offer comfort as he said, "I'm sure you do have real friends, Pup. Please don't become cynical just because you have been let down so badly. Don't judge everybody on the actions of a few, give your friends a chance to prove to you they are your friends or not, before you write them off, okay?"

"Yeah, alright, I guess that makes sense." he nodded.

As they came to the stone gargoyle blocking the entrance to the Head's office they ran into McGonagall.

"Hello Professor," they said in unison.

"Lord Black, Mr. Potter-Black. Were you coming to see me?"

"Actually we were hoping to go to your office so we can break a ward on the room that Dumblebum put on a room he locked the Founders' portraits in. They want their portraits put back around the school so they can know exactly what is happening without having to depend on Hogwarts or Harry and myself to tell them," Sirius informed her. "Plus Professor, I would prefer you to call me Sirius as we are now colleagues."

"Then call me, Minerva, Sirius. Now let's go up, I was just changing the password. It is knowledge is power, but Mr. Potter-Black I do not expect that to get around to the other students, understand?"

"Yes Professor."

When they entered the room, she turned and asked, "Just where exactly is this room you need to break the wards on."

"We're not exactly sure," Sirius answered, turning toward the phoenix sitting on a perch in the corner of the room. "Rowena Ravenclaw said Fawkes could help us find it. Then addressing the beautiful bird, "could you help us please Fawkes?"

As an answer the bird flew up to a little balcony behind the desk and started trilling at them. So climbing a spiral staircase up to the bird Sirius and Harry pulled out their wands as one. They both could feel the magic of the spot as soon as they neared it, they grabbed hands and laid them on the wall and started saying the simple spell.

McGonagall was about to say that she didn't think Dumbledore would use a simple spell like that if he was warding a room, but stopped herself when she saw the wall the other two were touching was changing colors. It was flashing all eight colors of the four houses over and over again, and each time the color was repeated it was brighter than the last. It had been about four minutes of this continuously when all eight colors appeared at once and then a door was in place where the colors had been.

Sirius pulled his son back from the door for a minute, turning to ask him if he was okay, before they were going to open that door. He knew that had taken a lot of magic from him so he was worried for his son.

"I'm okay, Dad." Seeing the disbelieving look on the man's face he added, "I'm really fine, just a little tired is all."

"Yes, I'm sure you are as I know it tired me out as well."

Then he called for Dobby, when the little elf appeared he asked him to get them two pepper-up potions from Madam Pomphrey, when the elf had popped out again to do his bidding he said, "Well let's get your Grandparents out of their prison. It seems Dumbledork liked to keep our family imprisoned, Kiddo."

"Sirius, I don't think you should be talking like that in front of Mr. Potter-Black," Minerva said sternly. "as it teaches him to be disrespectful to adults."

Sirius looked at her with one eyebrow raised, as if he couldn't believe she had just said that to him. He also noted before answering her that his son was quietly snickering behind him, for being told off like that by the older woman.

"Minerva, I expect my son to be respectful of adults, but if you think I'm going to be, or even expect Harry to be respectful to or about Dumbledore, after all he has done to us, than you might want to think about making an appointment with St. Mungos to have your sanity checked out."

Minerva McGonagall could not stop the blush that appeared on her cheeks. How could she have forgotten just how bad the man had made the lives of the two young men in front of her? She would guess her only defense would be that she had looked up to the man for so long that it was a natural reaction.

"I'm sorry, Sirius! It is hard to wrap my head around all the man has done, after respecting him for so long," she apologized.

"I understand Minerva. We all admired the man, which is another thing that makes his crimes so reprehensible."

But before anything more could be said Dobby popped into the room again. "Here's youse potions Master Sirius, sir."

"Thank you, Dobby would you please stay, because I will need you to put the portraits we find in this room back around the castle where they go if you will," he asked as he gave Harry one of the potions and he drank the other, which made steam come from both of their ears.

"Dobby will be happy to do that Master Sirius," exclaimed the little elf excitedly.

Finally opening the door they were hit with a cacophony of voices saying "thank Merlin!" as they took in more than a dozen portraits in the room. All of them pictures of the four Founders, most were individual portraits but there was one of Godric and Salazar, another of Rowena and Helga, plus three of all four of them together. There were also three portraits of each Founder alone they noticed.

Seeing how many portraits there were Sirius told Dobby he should get about three more elves to help him hang the portraits back in the spots the Founders wanted to be hung in.

"Where do you all hang at," Harry asked in shock at seeing so many portraits.

All of the portraits subjects turned to look at a life-sized portrait of Godric Gryffindor that was hanging on one wall with life-sized portraits of the other three Founders. His portrait was the largest in the room since he was the tallest of the four, but it was only an inch bigger than Sal's while Helga's was the smallest on that wall. The subjects in those portraits were all approximately 45 years of age, but the way everyone turned to him, you could tell he was considered the leader of the group of friends.

"All of our portraits have a special place in the school, the four of us on this wall hang in the Great Hall behind the staff's table in line with our own house tables, that way we can watch over the students entrusted to our houses. The largest of the four of us together hangs in the Headmaster's office behind the desk so we can see all and who enter the room as well as watch over and assist the Headmaster or Headmistress. The other two of the four of us are hung in the infirmary and the Deputy Head's office. The one of Helga and Rowena hangs in the Library, while Sal and I hang in a seventh floor corridor by a tapestry of Barnabas the Barmy teaching trolls to dance. That leaves two of each of us, one hangs across from our common rooms, so we can watch over the entrance to make sure no student is left out for any reason or no one gets in that shouldn't, and across from the entrance to our private quarters in the Founders' Tower so we can protect those inside, by letting them know who is outside at any time," he answered.

"All of those make sense except the one of you and Grandfather," Sirius said with some confusion of the placement of that portrait.

There was a smirk on all the faces of the two men in the paintings, but it was the largest one of Sal that answered. "We will explain more to you later when you are not with the new Headmistress."

Headmistress McGonagall did not look happy at this comment, Harry noticed, as a matter of fact she was looking at his Grandfather and Granddad the same way she always looked at him and his friends or the Weasley twins when they were doing something she didn't like. He was actually surprised she didn't try to put them in detention for not telling her, since he knew she didn't like secrets.

"I'll hold you to that Grandfather," Sirius told him with a smirk, as he had also noticed that look on his old Head of House's face, a look that had been directed at him and his friends many times in his seven years in this school.

Dobby will you and your friends please put the Founders where they tell you too? I'm sure they are tired of looking at this small room."

"We will be happy too, Master Sirius." Then all four elves clicked their fingers while touching a couple of portraits each and in a blink eight of the portraits were gone with the elves departure.

Sirius himself levitated the largest of the four of them out of the room to hang in the Head's office in the meantime. Just as he was finishing up Dobby and the others were back, and Dobby was glaring at his Master for doing his job.

Harry started laughing when he heard his Dad say, "sorry I was just trying to help you."

"Master Sirius is a busy man and he should let Dobby and the other elves do this work," he said in an almost reprimanding voice.

"Dobby I didn't mean to make any of you feel like I don't appreciate your work. You guys can hang the rest of them now if you like," he assured the little elf who he had become very fond of in the last few weeks.

As Dobby and the others left with the rest of the portraits, Sirius turned to his son with a mock glare, "that's not funny, Pup."

"Sure it is Dad and you know it, too," he retorted through his laughter.

McGonagall who had been watching the exchange was shocked when Sirius Black lost his glare and started laughing with his son, while reaching out to ruffle his hair. She realized that she had never seen Harry Potter look as happy in the last two years as he was now. Harry Potter-Black, not only had a new name, but he seemed like a totally different boy almost, and it had nothing to do with his new looks, but his whole attitude. He was exuding a confidence and happiness that had never been part of him before, and she couldn't help thinking Sirius Black really was good for the boy.

She was brought out of her musings by Sirius saying, "Minerva before we leave you to get your new office and quarters the way you want them, may I please make a suggestion that you get your memories back soon. I would also like to recommend that you make your appointment around the same time as Moody. Perhaps you could even travel together there."

"Is there a reason that you that you would suggest that?"

Yes; but I don't want to be the one to tell you why. When you get your memories back you will understand why, I promise. Come on, Pup let's let our new Headmistress make herself at home."

When they left Minerva McGonagall was wondering what could be so bad that Sirius Black would not want to tell her, but she set down and wrote off a letter to Gringotts immediately. She also wrote note to Alastor Moody explaining what Sirius had recommended and asking him to set up his appointment for the same time as her by sending a letter at once to Gringotts. With that done she called some house elves, one to take the letter to Moody and the others to help her pack up Dumbledore's things.

As they walked away from the Head's office Harry asked, "What are we going to do now?"

"Well why don't we head outside. I don't know about you, but I would like to see the changes to the castle for myself. We could also probably head to Hagrid's, and I could talk to him about his classes. I think I should talk to him about acceptable pets as well," he answered giving his son a pointed look at the last comment.

The look made Harry squirm uncomfortably. his Dad hadn't been happy when he found out about Norbert and Fluffy, and he hadn't really went into much detail about his dealings with Fluffy, because after the man had become unglued over the baby dragon and the troll, Harry had decided to downplay his adventures and not volunteer anything extra. He had actually told him that was all the dangerous pets Hagrid had that he had met. He hoped his Dad never found out about Aragog or that he had made a trip into the forest to follow the spiders last year, because he knew he would be in big trouble for putting himself and danger like that and for lying to him, since those were his Dad's two most important rules for him, rules that he had learned from Harry's Granddad Potter. Those rules also held the biggest consequences he knew.

Shaking off the thought of his Dad finding out, because actually who would tell him? Only Ron and he, himself knew what had taken place that night, they hadn't even told Hermione what actually went down during that trip into the forest. He knew his Dad wouldn't be asking Ron, or even believing him if he heard about it from him, because his Dad didn't trust his son's ex-best friend after finding out how he had used Harry like that.

"Yeah I would like to see the castle's new look, too."

When they were finally outside and far enough away to take in the whole castle they couldn't believe the difference in the way it looked. Yes, they had seen the portrait with it in the background, but they had thought the colors on the new tower were just the artist taking special license with the painting, but now they could see they were wrong. While the whole castle was made out of granite and in a grey stone color, the Founder's Tower rose up right in the middle of the castle, setting back from the front doors, but it looked like it was made out of colored marble, all eight colors of the houses were blended together to make it stand out beautifully. That tower added so much more beauty to the castle than they thought would be possible, as Hogwarts was already one of the most beautiful buildings in existence to them.

After getting their fill of looking at the castle they started walking companionably to Hagrid's when they heard a shout of, "Harry wait up." When they turned to see where the shout came from they saw Hermione and Neville hurrying to catch up with them, though Hermione was definitely in the lead. They stopped to wait for the two teens to catch up with them, and very shortly Hermione was before them gasping for breath.

"Hermione are you okay? You didn't have to run so fast we would have waited for you just like Neville," Harry said smiling.

Finally getting enough air to start talking, she blushed and said, " I know Harry, but I just felt so bad about the way I acted earlier I had to get here as soon as I could." Turning to the man standing beside her best friend she said, " Lord Black I want to apologize for being so rude and disrespectful while you were talking earlier. I should have had better manners than to talk while you were. Please forgive me and it won't happen again, but I also want to say was the only reason Harry was talking was he was too polite to tell me to shut up, like I deserved."

"Thank you for your apology Miss Granger, I appreciate it."

"Harry I hope I didn't get you in trouble and I want to apologize to you as well, for the way I acted in the Great Hall, plus for the things I said before that. I was way out of line and I really hope you can forgive me. If you do I promise to listen more and be a better friend than I have been today."

"Of course I forgive you Hermione. You are my best friend, and I'm fine and not in trouble," he reassured her.

"Oh great, I was worried I caused trouble between you and your Dad," she let out a relieved sigh.

"Hey Harry. Hello Lord Black," Neville greeted as he finally joined them. He had slowed down even more when he realized Hermione was apologizing to them.

"Hey Neville. What are you guys doing?"

"Oh we were just enjoying being outside by the lake," the larger boy answered.

"What do you guys think of the new tower on the castle?"

"We forgot to look," Hermione exclaimed excitedly while spinning around.

"Wow!" they both gasped out at the sight.

"I didn't think Hogwarts could be more beautiful," Neville added.

"I know, it's amazing isn't it?" Harry agreed.

"Hey Pup, why don't you go spend some time with your friends for a little while," Sirius said glancing at his watch. "It's about an hour before lunchtime starts. I will see you in the Great Hall at noon."

"My friends and I usually don't go to lunch until later than that. So I probably won't be there until closer till one."

"Harry James, you are on a nutrient potion that has to be taken at noon, as you very well know. Now I will see you at noon in the Great Hall, right?" he asked sternly.

"Yes Sir," he agreed, while blushing at being reprimanded in front of his friends.

Reaching over and ruffling his son's hair to show him that he wasn't mad, he told him, "then I will see you later as I want to have that conversation with Hagrid about his classes. Remember what I said about any trouble earlier."

Smiling at the sign of affection, he replied, "Got it Dad. Tell Hagrid we said Hi and that we will see him later."

"Will do son," he assured him as he walked away.

Neville noticing that Harry was acting embarrassed about being reprimanded in front of them decided to come to his rescue, after all he was use to having his Gran tell him off in front of people all of the time. Besides when she did it was a lot louder and meaner than what Harry's Dad just did. Actually Neville could tell he did it because he was concerned with Harry's health, not like his Gran did because he was such a disappointment to her for not being like his Dad.

"Well shall we go sit by the lake and talk about what we did over the summer?"

"Yes, that sounds good, as I want to know how Harry got with his Dad, and how he learned all those things he was talking about last night," Hermione agreed excitedly.

"That's fine with me also, but you guys have to talk about your summer as well," Harry pointed out.

They all three walked over and sat under a tree near the water's edge and Harry started off by telling them how he met his Dad. They happily spent their time until lunch right there sharing the fun things they had done over the summer. Harry was glad for once he could contribute to the conversation.

While they were just sitting down under the tree Sirius Black was knocking on Hagrid's door. When the door was opened Hagrid was excited to see his visitor. After all the man was going to make sure Hagrid got to be a real wizard with a new wand. Something he had given up hope of ever happening.

They spent the next forty-five minutes talking and reminiscing about the past, but during the conversation Hagrid let slip about Harry and Ron Weasley going into the Forbidden Forest the year before to follow the spiders on Hagrid's advice. He also told Sirius about the story Aragog had told him about a car invading the nest and getting the two boys away.

"Why would you send them in there to follow the spiders?" demanded Sirius.

"I'm sorry, Sirius! I didn't think Aragog would hurt them, since they were friends of mine," Hagrid apologized.

"Hagrid they are children. They do not have giant blood in them. They would have been killed if not for some strange car in the Forest. What was that car doing in the forest in the first place?"

"You'll have to ask Harry about that," said Hagrid, while noticing that Sirius Black definitely looked madder than a wet hen.

"Hagrid, you are to tell Aragog and his family that if they so much as look cross-eyed at any of the students from this school again, I will take all of the Professors and any parents that want to join us into their nest area. We will put up a protective bubble to keep the rest of the forest safe and then we will set fire to their nest and burn every one of them from Aragog to the last egg, and if they don't like that idea they can move on to somewhere else, but the students of this school are not going to be endanger from them or anything else in that forest. I'm sorry if that upsets you Hagrid, but your so called friend would have killed my child if not for that car and that is not acceptable."

"I'll tell them Sirius," Hagrid promised.

Checking his watch Sirius realized it was time to head up to the school to give Harry his nutrient potion. "I'll see you later Hagrid," he told him as he left.

Sirius Black stopped a few feet from Hagrid's door to take a few breaths so he could calm down some before he saw his son. He could not believe how furious he was at him. Harry had told him about Hagrid's baby dragon and giant three-headed dog, explaining that they had talked Hagrid into sending the dragon away with one of the Weasley's sons, and that they met the dog by accident one night when they were running from Filch after curfew. But he had also told him they were the only ones of Hagrid's pets beside Fang they had met. His Pup had also told him the only time he was in the Forbidden Forest was for that detention. Harry had lied to him.

His two biggest rules for his son, no putting himself or anyone else in danger and no lying, and his Pup had broke both of them. He was angry enough to go up to the Great hall and take the child over his knee right there in front of the whole school, but he couldn't do that. He needed to calm down. There was no way he would ever punish his son while angry, that was one of Dad Potter's rules that he kept himself too, for handling his son and surrogate son as well.

Yes, he would give himself time to calm down and talk to Harry before he went to bed tonight, he would let him explain why he had lied to him and then he would dish out whatever punishment was necessary. His boy had been abused and he would make sure that Harry knew whatever his punishment was done because he loved him and wanted him to be safe and to grow up to be a good man.

Sirius knew he would have to handle the situation carefully, since he had also been abused by his parents, but Dad Potter showed him there was a difference from being abused because people wanted to cause you pain, and being punished to teach you right from wrong. He remembered being afraid the first couple of times he was punished at the Potters, but the man he considered his Dad would always make sure to comfort him and let him know he was loved and forgiven after his punishments, no matter if it was corner time, grounding or even a spanking, it was all done out of love. He would make sure his Pup knew that too.

So with that thought in mind he headed into the Great Hall, noticing as he did the new portraits of the Founders hanging behind the staff and the way everybody was staring at them in awe. It looked like he was going to have to introduce the grandparents to the students and staff, but first he headed towards Harry who was sitting at the Gryffindor table.

"Here you go, Pup," he stated as he handed him a vial he had just taken from his robe. He also pulled one out for himself and they both took the vile tasting potion at the same time.

"Thanks, Dad," he said with a grimace, because of the after taste. "Dad are you okay? You seem upset."

"We'll talk about it later, Harry," he told him while trying to keep the anger out of his voice.

"Okay if you say so, but I was going to ask if it was okay with you if I went to the Library with Hermione and Neville to start working on the essays we have to do this week?"

"That's fine, Pup, as long as you are back in our tower by half past seven."

"But curfews not until nine," he stated.

"Yes, I know Harry James, but we have some things we need to discuss tonight. You remember what I said half past seven, and if there is any trouble before that you know what to do."

"Alright, I'll remember," he said hurriedly.

"Then enjoy your lunch. I need to go introduce your grandparents to the school."

As he got to the staff table he noticed people were taking turns between staring at him and the portraits behind him, so instead of sitting down he cleared his throat to let them know he was going to start talking and to quiet down.

"I see everybody has noticed the new additions to the Great Hall. I'm sure it isn't that hard to figure out who is who, not only because they are wearing their house colors, but from the positioning of their portraits, but I will introduce you all."

Turning he pointed to the painting in line with the Slytherin table. "This gentleman is Lord Salazar Slytherin. I know there are many who think he was an evil man who wanted to keep all muggleborns out of Hogwarts, some even think he had the Basalisk in the Chamber of Secrets to attack them. This is not true. He did not fight with the others and leave the school in a huff and the Basalisk was his familiar, given to him as a gift from Godric Gryffindor and Helga Hufflepuff. He was and still is dedicated to this school the same as the other three."

"Now this beautiful lady is none other than Lady Rowena Ravenclaw, a woman noted for her amazing intelligence."

And turning to face the other side of the staff table he started again. "Now as you can see another beautiful lady for you to meet, Lady Helga Hufflepuff, who believes that everybody should be treated equally no matter who they are."

"Last but not least by any means I give you Lord Godric Gryffindor, a man well known for his bravery. Now you all will be able to talk to them if you would like, because not only are their portraits in here but strewn over the school as well, but for now why don't we all enjoy our lunch."

No sooner had he sat down when a majestic eagle owl flew in and landed in front of him, holding it's leg out with a scroll of parchment attached. Taking the letter at the same time Remus handed to the owl a bit of ham, he began to read it.

"Everything okay Sirius?" Remus questioned worriedly.

"Yeah, it's from Amelia Bones, evidently her and Kingsley went to have their memories returned this morning first thing. She says she wanted to make sure that they did this before questioning everybody from last night. She is apologizing for both her and Kingsley for not being better friends to me as we were all very close when we were Aurors together. The poor woman really feels bad about not making sure I got a trial, and she says Kingsley feels the same way."

"I'll have to write and tell them both I don't blame them since Dumbles took away their memories, truthfully he probably put some spell on them so they wouldn't even think about asking for me to get a trial, as they are both very much into doing the right thing for justice for everybody."

"You are probably right," growled Moody, thinking his old friend had most likely done the same thing to him. "Flitwick, Minerva and i are going to the bank in the morning to get ours back as well."

"Andi, Ted and I will go after lunch," Remus told him.

"That just leaves Augusta Longbottom then. I will need to talk to her after she gets hers back, because I think she might want to get Neville checked out for blocks, because from what Harry tells me Neville didn't show signs of being magical until he was eight. He says the family actually thought Neville was a squib and kept doing dangerous things to try and get him to perform magic."

"What," gasped Andi and Minerva at the same time.

"That is what he said Neville told him at the feast their first day here, which is really strange, because Neville was like Harry, and performing accidental magic by the time he was nine months old. So I really think she needs to have him checked over by the goblins."

"I could check him," Madam Pomphrey huffed.

"Nothing against you Poppy, but the goblins really can check for things that we can't, plus they can tell if he has had blocks put on him, whose magical signature it is that did it. If Dumbledore did this to Neville as well I want that brought up at his trial."

While they were talking nobody noticed that Professor Vector kept staring at Sirius Black. He looked like he was forcing himself not to talk to the man. Well one man in a portrait noticed the strange behavior of the Arithmancy Professor. Salazar Slytherin was wondering why the man was looking at his new grandson like that, and he decided he would get to the bottom of it. The man wasn't looking at him like he was lusting after him, but there were definitely feelings behind that look.

Sirius noticed his son and friends leaving the Great Hall to spend time together. He knew he needed to think of other things then what he had learned at Hagrid's, so he decided to see if Moony wanted to spend some time reminiscing about their own school days.

"Hey Moony, old friend want to go spend some time remembering the good old days?"

"Sounds like fun, Padfoot."

So the two old friends left together, followed soon by the Arithmancy Professor. Nobody noticed that the portrait of Salazar Slytherin was now empty as he had left to go to the office of the strange professor to get to the bottom of the man's obsession with his new Heir and the new Lord Slytherin. Many but his old friends didn't know it, but Salazar was very protective of those he considered his family and friends. The man would do anything to protect them. It had been his idea after all to make it possible for Hogwarts to protect their Heirs.

Well a couple things:

First of all Happy Thanksgiving to all those that are Americans like me.

Second this chapter is not as long as the other two. It is still 20 pages even if I didn't have the ANs at the top and down here, but I was told that you would probably prefer smaller chapters if it meant quicker updates. Truthfully the only reason they were so long before was it really had to do with the fact it was only going to be a one or two-shot, so I needed to leave it at a place where I could end with a clear conscience if possible,

Warning up front about the next chapter, so those who are offended by such things don't have to read if they don't want to. There will be spanking in the next chapter. The actual spanking itself will not be described in detail and I will explain more my reasoning at the top of that chapter, but I am giving fair warning. I'm old-fashioned and the wizarding world is even more old-fashioned than me, so I think it is a given that parents would act that way. I will give examples from the books to prove that is true during the next update.

If I lost readers over this I'm sorry, but I have thought long and hard about it, and it is my story and how I feel it should go on this way.