Making the Truth Known

by V. L. Crawford

This is a non-canon story. Harry lets the Wizarding World know the truths about all the lies and manipulations that abound. He shakes Magical Britains very foundations. There is slight reference to slash and male pregnancy, but only as something that happened in the past. it does have bashing of some characters. More inside. Warning: Spankings T rating for mild cursing.

6. Chapter 6 More Family

Disclaimer: I am disappointed to say that JK Rowlings still owns Harry Potter and his world.

Warning: This story contains spankings, bashing, talk of gay marriage and male pregnancy. It is not Canon and my people may act out of character. This will not follow the books after second year. It will contain cursing. You have been warned! If any of the above offends you please don't read. If you read anyway please don't send me bad reviews without at least signing in. It just shows that you get off on hurting others when you do that. If you want to say something bad at least give me the opportunity to respond to your accusations.

I am not forcing anybody to read my story after all. You chose to do that despite the warnings.

Ch 6 More Family

As the three walked out of the Great Hall one seventh year from the Gryffindor table stood up and followed them out at a fast pace as he hurried to catch up to the trio.

"Harry, hey Harry wait up. I have something to say to you," gasped out Oliver Wood when he finally caught them.

"What's the matter Oliver?" asked a concerned Harry while Sirius and Draco looked on curiously.

"I just wanted to tell you not to get into anymore trouble so your Dad doesn't ground you longer, because we are have practice on Saturday at nine," he explained with a glare.

Harry Potter-Black wanted to smack the older boy when he saw the smirk on Malfoy's face from knowing that Harry was grounded for something. Yes he might have decided to give the blond a chance, but he could tell that Draco was happy at the thought of Harry being in trouble.

Sirius noticed not only the smirk on Draco's face but the anger on his son's as well, so he decided to try and defuse the situation before either boy said anything.

"I take it you are Harry's Quidditch Captain," he said, "a young man that ordered my son to get the snitch or die trying last year."

"Uhh...I may have said that Sir, but I didn't really mean it," he hurriedly assured the man.

"I would hope not young man," was the menacing comment that had Oliver Wood wishing he had stayed in the Great Hall.

None of them noticed Professor Vector come out of the Hall and stand listening to the conversation with a smirk. His brother still had it that was for sure. He remembered when Sirius would make the Slytherins gulp like that when they had done something he didn't like to his friends.

"I'll be at practice on Saturday Oliver." Harry huffed turning and walking away from the older boy while ignoring the blond who was walking beside him.

Septimus or rather Regulus followed behind at a slower pace as the other three walked up to the fourth floor. He watched in surprise when they stopped in front of a beautiful red door with a golden lion carved in it. He also noticed a portrait of Godric Gryffindor across from the door like he was standing guard or something. He was just standing there in the hallway when he noticed the three go through the door. He knew he should go knock and get this over with, but he was so nervous. What if Sirius wanted nothing to do with him? What if he hated him for joining the Death Eaters in the first place? Regulus didn't think he could take it to see his brother look at him with hate filled eyes. He finally mustered up the courage that took him into that cave all those years ago and knocked on the door that would hold his chance to have a family again.

Harry was so angry that Draco knew he was grounded that when he entered their quarters he headed straight for his bedroom without a word. He only slowed down when he heard his Dad ask,

"Where are you going Pup? I thought you wanted to be here for my meeting."

"I do but I'm going to my room until he gets here." He snapped as he walked into his room and slammed the door to Sirius's shock.

Draco was ignoring the other two as he took in the beautiful room, but he couldn't help rolling his eyes at the Gryffindor colors. He would never admit it, but the room was amazing even with those colors.

"Draco have a seat, and I will be back in a minute. I need to speak to Harry," Sirius told the young Slytherin as he went to follow his son.

Sirius knocked on the door to his son's room and waited until he heard the muffled enter before opening the door. Harry was laying face down on the bed with his face buried in the pillow. The man walked over and sat beside him on the bed.

"You want to tell me why you snapped at me like that Kiddo?"

Harry's body went tense at the question 'oh crap was he in trouble again?'

He really hadn't meant to snap at his Dad, but he was just so embarrassed that Draco knew he had gotten in trouble.

Turning over and looking at his Dad sheepishly he said, "I'm sorry Dad. I didn't mean to snap at you. I'm just angry that Wood mentioned I was grounded in front of Malfoy."

"I can understand that Pup, but I do have a question for you. How did Wood even know you were grounded?"

"He heard me telling Hermione and Neville at lunch," Harry admitted.

"So you talked about it at the Gryffindor table loud enough for Wood who was about four seats away from you to hear which means anybody else in that vicinity also heard, but you're mad because Draco now knows," at the embarrassed nod he continued. "Harry, you know that it will be all around school by this time tomorrow with the amount of people that heard at the Gryffindor table, so Draco would have heard anyway. You acting like you did by snapping at me was not necessary then, was it?"

"No Sir," he mumbled in agreement.

"Ahh... come here Pup," he said pulling his son into his arms for a hug and dropping a kiss on the top of the boy's head. "Harry there isn't a kid out there that doesn't know what it is like to get in trouble with their parent or guardian. Yes it may be embarrassing for others to find out, but it is a normal part of a kid's life. Don't let it get you down that others know that you get in trouble, too."

"I guess at least it won't be as bad as when Mrs. Weasley sent that Howler to Ron last year and mentioned my name in it," he had to admit. "Now that was embarrassing."

He bit his lip in anger at the thought of that redhead embarrassing his son like that. "I hear you there Kiddo my Mother seemed to think a day couldn't go by without sending me one of those things. It took your Da and me six months before we figured out how to vanish them before they could open up and start screeching. We thought we were going to be in trouble the first day we were able to do it, but when McGonagall came to our table she gave us ten points each for Gryffindor for allowing everybody to have quiet breakfast for a change. She never once complained about us doing that every morning."

"Wow that doesn't sound like the Professor McGonagall I know," Harry said impressed.

"I know and that is why I'm having so many problems with her right now. I really hope that McGonagall is back now that she has her memories again. Hey I think I heard somebody knocking lets go see if your Uncle Regulus is here." He told him with a grin. He got up pulling the kid with him.

Draco had been sitting there for a couple of minutes just taking in the room when he heard a knock at the door. He turned to look at it but never made a move to answer the thing. Then he heard a chiding voice say.

"Young man, do not sit there being so rude. Go answer that door now."

When he turned towards the portrait above the fireplace he saw Rowena Ravenclaw glaring at him.

"Yes Ma'am," he said as he hastily answered the door to find Professor Vector standing on the other side. "Professor may I help you?"

"I have an appointment with Lord Black," was the reply.

"Come in Sir. He is in another room right now, But I'm not exactly sure where," Draco told him as he stepped back to let the man in.

"Sirius will be back soon Professor why don't you have a seat and wait for him," Helga Hufflepuff said kindly.

"Thank you Lady Hufflepuff," he told her with a smile. "This really is a beautiful room, and that door was truly a work of art."

"Thank you, young man. Godric and I really loved making these quarters a home our family could be proud of. I'm sure at some point Sirius will show you Rowena and Sal's quarters. Of course he still hasn't had time to explore them himself. He has been so busy, but we are all proud of the work we put into this tower from the dungeon to the outside tower itself. It actually has a seating area up there, so we could sit out there on a summer's night and enjoy the surrounding countryside." She told him with a reminiscing smile on her face.

"I can't wait to check that out myself Grandma," Sirius told her as he and Harry entered the room.

Harry's eyes were at once on the man in the room. He realized right away he was Professor Vector, but he had never spoken to the man since he didn't have Arithmancy classes, but realizing this man was really his Uncle had him deciding to take the man's class.

"Hello Sir! I'm really glad to meet you." Harry told him offering his hand to the man at once.

Draco was looking at the other boy like he was crazy. Why was Potter-Black acting like Vector was somebody important? The man was just another Professor after all, but from the way the he was acting you would think he was as important as the Minister of Magic or something.

"It is good to actually meet you too, Harry." Regulus grinned while shaking the small hand.

Sirius opened his mouth to greet his guest, but Harry started talking again before he could say a word. He looked at his son smiling at his enthusiasm to finally meet a family member, he wanted to meet.

"Sir, you're wearing a Glamour aren't you? Will you please remove it, so I can really meet you," begged Harry.

Regulus Black took in the shocked look on Draco Malfoy's face and the nodding smile on his older brother's before looking back at the eager expression his nephew was wearing before agreeing.

"You sure you want me to do that Kiddo? You might not like what you see," he teased.

"Yes please as I really want to meet somebody who took up for my Dad when everybody else turned their backs on him," Harry explained excited to really see his Uncle Regulus.

Sirius noticed that the spell that the other man was using was not the normal Finite Incantatem spell, but a more complex one that his Father had taught him before he started first year. One never shared with anybody who wasn't a Black. That was something his family had always made sure of, that none of the spells they created were to ever go outside the family. They could only be taught to the sons of the family, so a daughter couldn't hand their knowledge over to families they married into.

When the spell was done he was looking into a face he never thought he would ever see again. His younger brother was standing before him with a hopeful look on his face, but again Harry spoke before he had a chance to.

"Wow you look just like my Dad except you have brown eyes. Oh and you are a little shorter than he is." Harry said looking back and forth between the two Black brothers, so he could compare them. "Do you mind if I call you Uncle Reggie or would you prefer Uncle Regulus?"

The man laughed at the quick acceptance of the young man in front of him. "You can call me Uncle Reggie if you like. Your Dad always called me Reggie or Reg as he said Regulus was too stuffy a name for his brat of a brother."

Draco Malfoy was having a hard time picking his jaw up off the floor. He knew who the man in front of him was, because his Mother always talked about her cousin Regulus. Who had been a proper Black not like his older brother Sirius. The thing was the man was supposed to have died before Draco was born. How was the man standing here in front of him? Potter was doing it again, and he didn't like it. He was changing things that Draco knew not to be true. How did he bring a dead man back to life? What was he going to do next bring James Potter back from the dead, too?

Sirius couldn't help himself he walked forward and wrapped his arms around his baby brother, while he closed his eyes and said a silent prayer of thank you for the chance to do this again. He hadn't hugged his younger brother since he boarded the Hogwarts Express in his first year, because by the time he came back for Christmas break his Mother had already turned him against Sirius.

"How, Reg? How are you here and alive," was the tearful question.

"It was pure dumb luck Siri." He answered as he hugged the older man back. He was thankful, that he wasn't hexing him where he stood.

Regulus couldn't help noticing the happy look on his nephew's face, as he watched them hug. Then he saw Draco's face, and he couldn't help chuckling at the look the kid was sporting.

"I take it Draco had no idea I was going to be here today?"

"No I wasn't expecting Draco to be here actually, but I can't let him be attacked." Sirius told him pulling away reluctantly. "Sit down Reg and tell me what…" at the sound of a throat clearing coming from his son he amended, "tell us what happened that made it possible for you to be here."

Twenty minutes later with his story told Draco's jaw wasn't the only one on the floor now, because Sirius, Harry and the Founders, besides Sal, were all keeping him company with their shock.

"So you turned against the Dark Lord," Draco asked incredulously.

"Yes the man was a psychopath and after being his slave for more than a year I knew he needed to die, and I wanted to help anyway I could. I didn't care if I had to die to do it, because it would be better than crawling on my needs for such a disgusting specimen."

That didn't sound the way his Father and Mother talked about being in service to the man. They sure didn't make it sound like slavery and crawling for the man. What was that about? His parents always told him Malfoys were better than anybody, and he should never bow down to anyone. They had always told him Regulus Black was a great man, one who gave his life for the Dark Lord, because he believed in his cause. But the man was telling him that he would rather have died than fight for the man.

"What happens, now Siri? Do you want me to turn myself in, or do you want to do it," Regulus asked.

"No you aren't going to turn yourself in, because we can't trust the Ministry," Harry yelled.

All eyes turned to look at the angry young man that was standing glaring at his Uncle, as if he was going to force the man to do what he said.

"Umm... Harry that is up to your Dad," Regulus tried calming the boy.

"Dad tell him, he isn't allowed to turn himself in," demanded Harry turning towards his father.

Sirius stared at his son in shock. The boy had just yelled at his uncle and himself not more than a half an hour after being talked to about snapping at him. What was his Pup thinking?

Harry noticing the emotions flittering across his Dad's face realized he had done it again. In his desire to keep his new Uncle with him he had been disrespectful to both his Dad and Uncle, and to top it off he had done it right in front of Malfoy.

"I'm sorry," Harry apologized. "I'll just go to my room now."

Walking into his room he slid down on the floor and thought about the horrible impression he just made on the one family member he wanted to know besides his Dad. Vernon Dursley truly was right he was an ungrateful freak there was no two ways about it. He couldn't seem to go more than an hour at the most without getting in trouble it seemed. Maybe the Dursleys were right for blaming him for everything, because he sure couldn't follow the rules. He really wished he wasn't grounded right now, because he wanted to get away from here and be by himself, but he really didn't want to disappoint his Dad anymore by disobeying him again. So he just sat there on the floor with his head buried in his arms that were lying on his knees.

"Sorry Reg I know Harry didn't mean to yell at you. He is just real excited to have you in his life, and I believe he is afraid that if you would turn yourself in the Ministry would lock you away like they did me," he stated.

"Hey I'm not mad. I could tell he was acting that way, because he was concerned about me. I am honored he even cares after he knows I was a Death Eater," Reg assured him.

"But he is right Reg I don't want you to turn yourself in," Sirius pointed out. "I will have Amelia question you here at Hogwarts and will grant you sanctuary so no matter what they can't take you away. I refuse to lose you again."

"Sirius I don't want you in trouble with the Ministry because of me or worse Voldemort when he comes back."

"Regulus Arcturus Black, I'm the Lord of your family, and I say we are doing this my way. I truly don't think there will be any problems after you are questioned under Veritaserum, but I am like Harry I'm not taking any chances after what I went through. I went along willingly, and you see what it got me. Look at what it cost me and my son. I'm not taking any chances on you, and that my dear brother is an order," Sirius told him firmly.

"What about Voldemort, Sirius? I can't endanger you and Harry."

Shaking his head, "Voldemort is gone for good Reg. You don't have to worry about that. My Pup took care of him for good."

"Sirius I recognized that diary for what it was the other night. It was a Horcrux just like the locket I found, and I don't even know if the locket got destroyed or not. If Voldemort had two Horcruxes I have a feeling he had more than that." Regulus shuddered at the thought.

"It doesn't matter Reg..."

"Of course it matters," interrupted Regulus.

"You didn't let me finish Reg," chided Sirius. "That monster could have had a hundred of the things, but he is totally gone now."

"Sirius you have to destroy all the Horcruxes, or he keeps coming back." The man tried to make his brother comprehend.

Draco was sitting quietly watching the two brothers in shock. They kept calling the Dark Lord by his name like it was no big deal. And they were talking about killing him as if this was a normal conversation. He knew that Regulus Black had truly turned against the man, because his Mother, Father or Godfather would never say the name even when his Godfather was trying to convince people he changed sides.

"Well that or have the same person destroy him three times, and if that happens no matter how many Horcruxes, or ways he has to come back he can't. Hell he can't even come back as a ghost after that. When Harry stabbed that diary he destroyed Voldemort for good. How do you think Harry became the Heir of Slytherin, and I was allowed to become the Lord of that family?" The man smirked at the look on his brother's face.

"He's really gone?" was the hopeful question.

"Yes he is." It wasn't Sirius that answered but Salazar Slytherin.

A swift feeling of relief swept through Regulus Black. He had never thought he would live long enough to feel this free again. "Thank Merlin or maybe I should say thank Harry instead. That is one special boy that you have their Siri."

A look of pride appeared on the older man's face. "Yes he is. I can't believe how lucky I am to have him for my son."

A surge of jealousy ran through Draco's body at the sound in both men's voices. Nobody had ever talked about him like that. His Father had always acted like Draco was never good enough. And his mother only seemed to want to push him to have better manners and to be able to make the perfect marriage someday. He couldn't even imagine what it must feel like to know you were a source of pride for somebody.

"Okay Reg I'm going to send Amelia a letter asking her to come here and question you." Then looking at Draco he added. "I'm also going to send one to your Mother. I need to get things fixed so you are safe here."

Draco stared warily at the man. "What are you going to do?"

"That depends on my conversation with Narcissa." Sirius tried to calm the boy's nerves. "I promise it will be in your best interest no matter what I do."

Draco didn't look convinced, but he didn't say anything. He just sat back on the sofa with his arms crossed.

"Oh before I send that letter I need to fix something." Sirius stated looking at Reg. "I, Sirius Orion Black, Lord of Hogwarts grant sanctuary to Regulus Arcturus Black in the castle of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and its accompanying lands. So I swear it. So mote it be."

A beautiful golden light lit up encompassing Regulus as the words were finished.

"He is now as protected in these Halls as you or Harry are Sirius." Salazar informed them. "Nobody but you will be able to force him to leave Hogwarts now."

He tried speaking past the lump in his throat. "Thanks Siri. I honestly don't deserve a brother like you not after the way I use to treat you."

"That is in the past Reg. We're brothers and I love you. We are moving forward from here on out not dwelling on what use to be." Sirius voice rang with a sternness that had his younger brother nodding at once.

"Okay and I love you to Sirius. I always have I just forgot how much there for a little while."

"We're going to be fine now Reggie." Sirius's conviction was plain to see. "Why don't you and Draco visit while I write out those letters? I then need to talk to Harry."

Sirius wrote out letters to both Amelia Bones and Narcissa Malfoy before calling for Dobby.

"Master Sirius called for Dobby?"

"Yes Dobby I need you to deliver two letters for me. This one is for Amelia Bones, but the other one is for Narcissa Malfoy at Malfoy Manor. I know that place has bad memories for you, so if you want to have another elf deliver it that is fine with me."

"Dobby will deliver both letters. Dobby will do a good job for his Master." Taking both letters the little elf popped away.

"I'm going to speak to Harry now I will be back in a little bit." He told the two occupants as he left the room.

Knocking on his son's door he was surprised when he got no answer. Walking inside he noticed Harry sitting on the floor about five feet from the door. He was leaning against the wall with his knees tight against his chest and his head buried in his arms. His whole body seemed to be shaking. Concern jolted through Sirius's body as he rushed to his Pup's side. Getting on his knees he reached out towards his son.

"Harry what is Pup? Are you hurt?" When no answer was forthcoming he raised his son's face to see tears of anguish running down his cheeks. "Baby, tell me what is wrong."

Harry was so miserable that it didn't even register let alone embarrass him that his Dad just called him baby. "I'm so sorry Dad. I'm the worst son in the world." He cried out harshly.

"Stop that!" Sirius ordered. "You are a wonderful son, and I won't have you cutting yourself down." When Harry's mouth snapped shut, and he buried his face in his arms again Sirius fretted. He finally just picked his distraught child up and carried him over to the bed. He sat down and held his child on his lap.

"I love you, Harry James. I'm proud to be your father. It is breaking my heart to see you like this. Please tell me what has you this upset." He mumbled into his son's hair.

"How can you be proud of me when I keep messing up? I yelled at you and Uncle Regulus. I keep breaking your rules." He told him miserably. "The Dursleys were right I am an ungrateful freak."

"What did I just say about cutting yourself down young man?" The stern tone brooked no argument. "The Dursleys are not right nor have they ever been. Yes you make mistakes Pup, but you are a kid and all kids make mistakes." He hugged the small body closer. "I mean it when I say I am proud of you, and I wouldn't change you for the world, well maybe to make you a little happier." He added ruefully.

"But I disrespected you and my Uncle." Harry pointed out.

"I know." Sirius grinned at him. "I'm not happy about that, but I do understand you were worried for Reg. He isn't upset at you for yelling at him. Truthfully he said it made him feel good that you cared enough to stand up for him like that."

"Really? He doesn't hate me," Harry's disbelief showing through loud and clear.

"No he doesn't hate you." Sirius shook his head in exasperation. "And before you ask neither do I. Would I have liked it better if you said those things in a respectful tone? Yes. Am I going to punish you for being disrespectful? Not this time, because I know there were extenuating circumstances. I'm just going to say this and then we are putting this incident behind us. You need to stop and think before you act or speak so rashly. I didn't do that Pup, and it got me twelve years in Azkaban for something I didn't do. So count to ten or even a hundred when you get that mad next time and learn from your old man's mistakes."

"Thanks Dad. I promise to try to do better." He buried his face in his Dad's shirt and thanked Merlin to have given him this man for his father.

"You have nothing to thank me for. Now let's go spend some time with your Uncle. I have granted him sanctuary and sent Amelia a letter asking her to come as soon as she can. I hope she makes it today, and we can get this Death Eater business behind us."

They both stood up and Harry ran to the bathroom to wash his face before joining his Dad. When they walked into the sitting room it was to see Regulus and Draco talking animatedly about something.

The four of them spent an hour visiting when a knock was heard at the door. When Sirius answered it Amelia Bones and three other people were standing there.

"I came as soon as I could." Amelia smiled and introduced her companions. "This is Lord Alonzo Greengrass and Lord Michael Abbott. They are members of the Wizengamot, and the witnesses you requested. This young man is Andrew Corner. He is the court scribe you wanted."

He gave a curt nod at the men. "Did you bring the Veritaserum?" At her affirmative he said. "This is my brother Regulus Black. I want you to know he had been given sanctuary at Hogwarts and the magic of the castle has accepted. You will be able to question him here, but you will not be taking him anywhere." The steeliness in his voice had the scribe looking nervous.

Amelia was not happy with that, but she knew it was not debatable. "Fine, are the boys staying for the questioning?" Her whole attitude shouted that she didn't think they should.

Sirius glanced thoughtfully at his son for a moment. "No, that won't be necessary. Harry take Draco and show him your room." When the teen opened his mouth to protest he shook his head, "now Harry James! You two can play chess or something until we are done."

Harry wanted to scream and rant at his Dad, but he bit his tongue when he saw how everybody was staring at him. He didn't think this was fair, but he turned to walk away. "Come on Malfoy let me show you my room." He muttered angrily.

"Excuse me for a second Amelia and gentlemen." He followed the boys. "Harry I need to speak to you for a second."

The young man stopped and eyed his Dad before saying. "The room that says Pup's Room on the door is mine Malfoy. I'll be there in a minute." He turned back to his Dad when he saw the other boy enter his room and close the door. He didn't speak to him for fear he would let his anger show and be disrespectful again.

"Pup I know you want to be there," sympathy coming through loud and clear. "But you know what is going to be said already, and I just want to get this over with so your Uncle Regulus can stop looking over his shoulder." He saw at once that some of the anger left the small body. "But the reason I stopped you is, because I want to make sure you stay in your room until I come and get you."

Harry tensed up again. Why was his Dad acting like he was a baby?

"Kiddo I am saying this because I don't want you to get any ideas about listening in like you did this morning."

Harry flushed with embarrassment. "I wasn't going to." He murmured in a sulky voice.

Sirius reached out and ruffled the child's hair. "I didn't actually think you were planning too, but I was afraid if it took too long you might start getting impatient. When that happens things you don't mean to do, seem to become more... tempting is the word I want I think." Seeing the skeptical look he added. "Trust me I know from experience Pup, because your Da and I did some stupid things when we got impatient."

Harry felt better. It wasn't that his Dad didn't trust him anymore. He was just trying to help him not make the mistakes his Dads had. "Thanks Dad. I will keep Malfoy entertained in my room until you say it is okay to come out."

"That's my boy." Sirius smiled proudly. "I will try to make this as fast as possible." They both went their own way.

Sirius entered the sitting room to find it filled with tension. "Okay let's get this done. Reg take a seat and Amelia can give him the Veritaserum. You can ask your questions, but I will help out by asking some so you get the full picture since I already heard the story."

"You aren't supposed to question him." Lord Abbott protested.

"Maybe not but unless you all want to sit and hear the whole story through and then ask your questions you are not going to know what all to ask. I will leave it to Amelia unless I feel something needs to be brought up." He said forcefully. "I will not let my brother be railroaded into being found guilty after what I went through."

Amelia and the two men looked guilty but made no more complaints.

Harry entered his room to see Malfoy staring longingly at the Firebolt his Dad had bought him for his birthday present. He got it a couple of weeks late, since he hadn't even met him on his birthday. But he told Harry it was to make up for all the birthdays he had missed. The broom hung on the wall where a couple of hooks had already been just for this purpose.

"You have a Firebolt?" the blonds jealousy obvious.

"Yeah my Dad bought it for me for my birthday." He smiled at the memory. His Dad had given him a cake, the Firebolt and a couple of other small gifts. It was his first real birthday celebration he could remember. He had also told him stories about his first birthday.

"So how long do we have to stay in here?" Draco demanded in a huff. "I'm already bored."

"Until Dad comes and gets us. Do you want to play some chess?"

"Fine if I have too." Draco grumbled.

They were in the middle of their third game when Sirius knocked on the door. "You guys can come out now."

"Not yet Dad this is our tiebreaker." Harry moved his bishop before looking up. "I actually have a chance against Draco. I mean I already won one." He said proudly. When Draco was taking his turn he asked. "How did it go?"

"It was great. They agreed your Uncle has made amends and no charges will be brought against him." the relief evident as he grinned. "Regulus is a free man now. He can go where he wants with no reprisals. It will be in the Daily Prophet tomorrow."

Harry took on an anxious look. "He isn't leaving Hogwarts is he?"

He shook his head. "I didn't mean it like that Pup. I meant he will be able to come and go as he pleases without the glamour." Smiling at the way his son relaxed. "He will continue to wear the glamour until after the Prophet is delivered tomorrow at breakfast. I will then give an announcement about his true identity."

"Good." Harry grinned as he said. "Check."

Draco had a stormy look appear on his face as he moved his bishop. "Check back at you."

Harry couldn't help himself. He laughed with glee. "Checkmate Draco. Yes I am finally getting better at chess."

"Congratulations Kiddo." Sirius said ruffling his hair as he led the way back to the sitting room.

Draco was not happy that the other boy beat him two out of three games. He had thought when he won the first game in five minutes the scarhead was an easy opponent. 'I probably just got too cocky,' he thought.

They spent the next hour visiting then Regulus put his glamour back on. They all headed to dinner the boys a little ways in front.

"Don't get too far ahead guys." Sirius called out. "Reg, can I get you to do something for me?"

"Sure anything Sirius," his curiosity peaked.

"I have a meeting with Narcissa in the Deputy Head's office after dinner. Would you stay in the tower with the boys until I get back?"

"They are thirteen Sirius." Regulus pointed out. "I think that is old enough to stay alone for a little while."

"I understand that Regulus, I really do, but even if they are working on a truce they have been adversaries too long for them to just forget their differences with no setbacks." He explained as they descended the final stairs to see the boys entering the Great Hall.

"There is that." Regulus agreed with a slight frown. "Yeah no problem Sirius I will stay with the boys for you."

"Thanks I appreciate it." He seemed to relax more after saying that. They joined the staff table to find Remus not there.

"Andi did you guys get your memories back." Sirius asked gently.

"Yes we did. I will tell you it is lucky Dumbledore is locked up." She had a grim look on her face.

"Did he mess with more of yours then I realized?"

"No I don't think so. Ted and I had been made to forget the things you thought, plus me wanting to be the Potion's Professor and some other little things." Andromeda was looking more like a Black than ever as she remembered what they had found out. "No I was talking about Remus. When he got his memories back it was bad. He seemed to flit back in forth between anger and grief. I tell you it was hard to see."

"Where is he?" Sirius started to stand only to have his cousin pull back into his chair.

"He asked me to tell you he wanted to be alone tonight. He will see you tomorrow, but right now he is afraid if he talks about it before he accepts what he has learned the wolf will take control."

"He's not in the castle tonight is he?" Sirius felt bad for his friend. He wanted to help him, but he knew he had to give Moony this time.

"No. He asked Ted to keep an eye on the Gryffindors tonight for him and said he was going back to his place." Andi sighed sadly.

"He'll be okay Andi. I have faith in him, and I will be there for him when he gets back." Sirius reassured her. "If he isn't back tomorrow I will go get him."

Over at the Gryffindor table Harry was enjoying his meal with his friends. But Neville, Hermione and the twins were noticing that he kept glaring at Oliver Wood who was a few seats away.

"Harry, why are you glaring daggers of death at Oliver?" George asked highly amused.

"Yeah Harry because it looks like you are making the guy uncomfortable," Fred laughed. This had Oliver now glaring at the twins, but it only made them laugh more.

"He told Malfoy about me getting grounded." Harry snarled at Wood.

"What?" Fred asked incredulously.

"Why?" George was just as shocked.

Blushing like a beetroot. "I didn't mean to. I didn't see him there I was just reminding Harry not to get into more trouble, so he wouldn't miss practice on Saturday." Oliver defended himself.

"Did he give you a hard time of it?" Neville grimaced at the thought.

"No he didn't say anything." Harry reassured him before turning to Oliver. "But I almost got in trouble when somebody made me so angry I ended up snapping at my Dad."

"You didn't get grounded for longer did you?" Oliver's eyes were wide with worry.

Harry threw a dinner roll at him. "No but no thanks to you." He picked up another one to toss at his captain when Hermione caught his arm and pulled it back down.

"Harry, you might not want to do that. Your Dad is looking this way." She told him quietly.

He gulped noisily. "He didn't see me throw the first one did he?"

"I honestly don't know." She frowned as all of those in the conversation turned as one to look at Sirius Black.

The man raised an eyebrow at his son while staring for a few minutes before turning back to his plate.

"Do you think he saw you Harry?" Neville finally broke the silence.

"I don't think so." Harry didn't look very convinced, but they all went back to their meals.

Draco Malfoy was being interrogated at the Slytherin table. Everybody wanted to know where he had been, and when they found out he had been in the Founders' Tower they wanted information. He spent the whole meal talking about what he had seen.

"What was it like Draco?" Astoria Greengrass wanted to know.

"It was actually great even if I only saw the Gryffindor area. They had this portrait of the Founders in front of Hogwarts. That was the most amazing painting I have ever seen." He hated admitting that, but it was true.

"How did Black treat you? Was he mean to you?" Zabini wondered aloud.

"Actually he wasn't bad." Draco looked pensive. "I was actually surprised that neither, him or old scarhead treated me like the enemy. I actually played some chess with the kid."

"Who won?" Tracey showed an interest.

"I beat him in five minutes." He bragged. He didn't bother to tell him that he lost the next two games.

"Are you coming back to the common room after dinner?" One of the fourth year boys demanded.

Draco eyed the kid warily. He was the kid of a Death Eater after all. "No Black wants me to go back to the tower."

Draco would never admit it, but seeing the kid's disappointment had him glad that he wasn't going back to the common room. He had a funny feeling that the kid was only one of the people who wanted him there. He ate his dinner faster than normal, so he could get away from those eyeing him with animosity.

When Professor Vector stood up from his dinner Draco also stood. "I'll see you guys later." He told his companions. He couldn't say friends, because he truly didn't have any friends. He had thought of Crabbe and Goyle as friends and that hadn't turned out well at all.

Sirius stood up and headed to the Gryffindor table. Harry was grounded so he needed to get him back to the tower before he met Narcissa in his new office.

"Ready, Pup?"

A startled Harry looked up. "Sorry Dad I didn't realize you were done." He stood up at once.

"I have a meeting so we need to get you back to the tower for now." Sirius smiled at Harry's friends.

Harry nodded in understanding. "Bye guys I'll see you at breakfast."

They met up with Malfoy and Regulus, in his Vector image, at the doors of the Great Hall. Sirius walked them back to the tower while warning both boys to have fun but behave.

"If they give you any trouble Reg have one of the Founders let me know. I have a portrait of all four of them in my office as well." Sirius said so both boys could hear. "Maybe you guys could play some exploding snap or gobstones. I will be back as soon as I can."

He walked away. When he got to his office it was to find Narcissa Malfoy waiting in front of the door. He wondered why she hadn't come to the Great Hall to see Draco if she had already been in the castle.

"Narcissa," He held the door for her to enter.

"Sirius," She sneered as she took an offered chair. "Why pray tell did you wish to see me." Her whole attitude spoke of disdain for the man before her.

"I would adjust the tone Cissy. I know you despise me, but I am the Lord and Head of your family, and I will have the respect I deserve." He radiated power as he spoke.

She couldn't help the small shiver that went up her back. "What do you want with me my Lord?"

"I wanted to inform you that I'm dissolving your marriage. I will be taking back the dowry that was given to Lucius when you wed. It will be put in a trust for Draco. I will also be having half of the Malfoy fortune set aside for him when he is of age." He explained.

"Why would you do that? He will get all of it when he takes over the lordship?" She frowned not liking where this conversation was going.

"I seriously doubt that as Draco will not be a Malfoy. When your marriage is dissolved he will be a Black. I doubt he will be able to claim the lordship then. I already have the goblins working on getting him his share of the fortune." Sirius sat back eyeing her.

"What is going to happen to me?"

Sirius shook his head that she did not seem concerned about her son's well-being first. "That depends."

"On what," She was getting agitated. She didn't like the way the blood traitor was staring at her.

"Do you have the mark Cissy?"

Narcissa sucked in her breath. The fear was evident in her eyes as she tried to divert them. "Of course I don't Sirius."

"Show me your left arm." He ordered her.

But when she made no move to comply he aimed his wand at her arm. A second later the sleeve on her dress was gone and the Dark Mark was visible for both to see. He opened his mouth, but she would never know what he was going to say next because a knock was heard on the door.

Sirius not expecting anyone was surprised. "Enter."

When the door opened Amelia Bones stood there. "I'm sorry for interrupting, but I was told you were here when I asked after you at the tower."

"That is quite alright Amelia." He gave her a reassuring grin. "How may I help you?"

"I needed to talk to you about the Weasley kids." But at that moment she caught the sight of the Dark Mark marring Narcissa's skin. "What is going on here?"

"I was just discovering as you can see that Narcissa is a Death Eater."

"Are you going to give her asylum as well?" Amelia's eyes had hardened at the thought.

"No." His answer was curt and decisive. "She has never tried to atone for her sins, as a matter of fact they way she has raised her son lets any that know him know that she still believes in Voldemort's agenda."

"How can you say that?" Narcissa demanded outraged.

"Oh I don't know maybe has something to do with the fact last year when muggleborns were being attacked Draco was heard to say that he hoped the next one died." Sirius said sarcastically. "Of course that wasn't the word he used at the time." The ugly look on his face showing what he thought of the word used.

"That was Lucius's doing." She stammered nervously.

"You were his mother and it was your job to protect him and raise him right." He snarled furiously. "My son's Godmother gave her life for my child, but you couldn't even try to teach your son the right way to behave."

She opened her mouth to protest, but he cut her off. "I don't want to hear it Cissy. I am disowning you from the Black family and claiming Draco Black for the family. I will see that he is raised with the right morals."

"He'll never accept you as his guardian." She sneered nastily. "He knows you are a blood traitor of the highest caliber."

"You don't need to worry about that as you will not be allowed around Draco again." He informed her before turning to Amelia. "You may arrest her. I will not interfere."

"You are not going to do anything to help me?" She asked incredulously. "You are the Lord of the Black family."

"But as I said you will be disowned as soon as I send a letter to Gringotts." Seeing her dumbfounded look he added. "I will at least abstain from voting on your case before the Wizengamot. I will not use any of my votes for or against you, but instead let the others decide your fate. That isn't for your benefit mind you, but Draco's as I do not want to give him reason to despise me by helping to imprison you."

He nodded to Amelia who took this to mean she should arrest the woman now. "Narcissa Malfoy soon to be Black again, you are under arrest for being a Death Eater. You will be given a trial to state your defense." She then proceeded to place magic dampening cuffs on the blond and pocketed her wand.

"Did you want to take her in before we talk about the Weasleys?" Sirius asked.

"I think a privacy ward around her should be sufficient." She cast the charm so that Narcissa couldn't hear what was said.

"What about the Weasleys did you want to say?" Sirius leaned back watching her intently.

"I interrogated Ronald and Ginevra under Veritaserum with their father and older brother present. Arthur gave the permission for me to use the serum, since he wanted to know just how involved his children were in all of this mess."

Sirius sat forward his body tense. "What did you find out?"

"That the two did know that Ginny was supposed to marry Harry, and that Ron being Harry's friend was a setup. He was supposed to befriend him and keep away others so Harry would come to depend on the Weasley family." She frowned at the thought. "But they didn't know anything about the money that was being stolen from Harry. They were told after Harry married Ginny they would all be rich."

"So they did nothing criminal." Sirius pinched the bridge of his nose, as he thought about what he had learned.

"No they didn't." Amelia agreed. "What are you going to do about them? Are you going to let them return to Hogwarts?"

"Merlin, what a mess," Sirius knew he really didn't have any reason to keep them out, but he was afraid how Harry would act if or rather when they came back. He had a funny feeling his son would really start acting out in a rebellious nature. He knew in the very fibers of his being that his son would be testing him more than ever, shaking his head in resignation. "I'm going to let them come back, but they will be on probation. I'll let Arthur Weasley know that those two are to give Harry a wide berth. If he wants anything to do with them he will go to them and not the other way around."

"That sounds fair." Amelia seemed a little surprised. "Arthur was afraid that after what has happened you would want to keep them out."

"Truthfully I do." He admitted ruefully. "But I really don't have a reason to expel them. They were following their mother's teaching. But they are going to have to change the same way I expect Draco to change, if I expelled every student for the way they were brought up then almost all purebloods would be kicked out. Hopefully these two can be saved."

"That is very generous of you. I know they hurt Harry emotionally especially Ron."

"Have you been able to get any of the others questioned or anything?" He questioned not wanting to think about Harry's reaction when he told him the two youngest Weasleys were coming back.

"Actually Mrs. Crabbe has convinced her son to take your recommendation about binding his magic. She didn't like it, but was afraid if he went before the Wizengamot he would be sentenced to Azkaban, since he tried attacking one of the Noble and Ancient House's Lord."

"He deserves a trial." Sirius protested.

"I know and we have agreed that he would go in front of a panel of seven and tell his story. They will decide if he is guilty or not, and if they decide guilty his magic will be bound the same day." Amelia explained patiently. "His mother wants to get him out of custody as soon as possible, so he will be going in front of the panel tomorrow."

"You make sure it is fair Amelia." He conjured a small vial before extracting his memory of the incident. "You may use this if needed."

"Thank you." She pocketed the vial. "Arthur has spoken to Percy and has convinced him to ask for your mercy."

"I beg your pardon." A hard edge was heard clearly in the angry man's voice. "He attacked my child and Heir just what kind of mercy are they expecting."

"He will plead guilty and hope that you will be satisfied with a reduced sentence of one year in Azkaban instead of the mandatory two or more that the law requires. He is only seventeen years old after all."

"Damn." The man was rubbing his head as if to ease a painful headache. "Fine I'll agree with the bargain. Azkaban is a horrible place and one year would be worth at least ten in a muggle prison. I don't want the kid to go completely insane, but learn his lesson about attacking children." He had a resigned look on his face. "Make sure he is held in a minimum security area. Hopefully he will learn from this experience not become worse for it."

"I will let them and their parents know." Amelia stood preparing to depart. "As for the others well we are questioning them plus the other Death Eaters we have captured. Those that have pled guilty will go before the Wizengamot on Saturday to be sentenced if you want to be there."

"Do you think it is necessary for me to be there?"

"No not really since they have all pled guilty. This will be sentenced fairly and justly." She reassured the weary looking man.

"Okay let me know when you do need me." He stood and offered her some floo powder. "I get that note to Arthur Weasley tonight so his children can come back to school when he wants. Thanks for coming Amelia."

"You are welcome. I'll see you later Sirius." Grabbing a hold of Narcissa they both stepped in the floo and were whisked away.

Sirius sat back down his head in his hands. The man was worried beyond belief how Harry would take Ron Weasley's return to school. Merlin knows he wouldn't blame him for resenting it. He had considered the boy to be his best mate, almost a brother and to find out he had befriended him on his mother's orders had to have hurt. Squaring his shoulders he sat up and wrote Arthur Weasley before he changed his mind.

"Dobby."

"Master Sirius called Dobby, Sir?"

"Yes, Dobby would you please take this to Arthur Weasley. There is no need to wait for an answer." He smiled kindly at the friendliest elf he had ever met.

When Dobby had left he turned to stare at his grandparents' portrait, "any advice what to do about Draco? Narcissa is right he won't accept me as his guardian."

The four in the portrait exchanged a look before Rowena Ravenclaw spoke. "I have a suggestion."

"I'm all ears Grandmother." He looked at her with hope filled eyes.

"Regulus."

"What?" His confusion was evident.

"Regulus should become Draco's guardian." Suddenly she corrected herself. "Actually I think he should blood adopt him. If anyone has a chance of turning that boy around it will be Regulus Black. They were raised with the same attitude, but Regulus changed his way of thinking, and I believe he can change Draco's."

"So you want me to tell my brother I want him to become a father to a thirteen year old boy?" Sirius's laugh sounded hollow. "He might just decide Azkaban was the better option."

"Have him keep Draco in his quarters tonight, and tomorrow after you make the announcement of his innocence you can talk him into becoming Draco's father." Helga smiled sweetly at him like it was a done deal.

"You could have the two of them move into my quarters in the tower." Salazar added. "They can be safe, and you all can get closer as a family."

"Plus I see Harry accepting Draco more as a cousin than a brother." Godric said with a knowing look. "I don't think he would take well to having to share you after what he endured at the Dursleys."

"i know you're right with my only other options being the Tonks, who he won't accept with Ted being a muggleborn and Andi a blood traitor, or Remus who is a werewolf so of course not worthy of his time." Turning to leave he muttered. "This is not going to be easy. I'm not looking forward to any of the conversations in my future."

The man never noticed the four share an amused grin as he walked out the door. When he got back to the tower he asked Reg if he would mind letting Draco stay in his quarters for the night, and they would talk the next day. When the two had left Sirius turned to his son.

"Hey Pup, you need to be getting ready for bed." At the pout that was now on the teen's face he added. "Hey Kiddo this is your own fault. It is part of your punishment as you very well know."

Still pouting the teen turned towards his room. "Okay Dad."

Sirius sat down to rest while he waited for his son to get ready for bed. He decided he would wait until the morning to tell him about the Weasleys. He did want the kid to sleep tonight, and he knew he would fret all night if he told him before he went to bed. Checking his watch and seeing it was a quarter to nine he went to his son's room. Harry was in bed looking at the ceiling.

"Do you want a story Pup?" He couldn't hide his grin at the eager nod.

He started telling a story in the Marauder's third year about when they decided to become Animagus. When the story was done he stood and kissed his son's forehead.

"I love you, Pup. Sweet dreams." He tucked the blanket around the boy's shoulders before heading for the door.

"I love you too, Dad. I'll see you in the morning." Harry mumbled sleepily as he closed his eyes.

Sirius decided he needed a long hot shower to ease some of the tension in his body. When the spray of water washed over him he couldn't help thinking about so many things that had happened today. He was worried about tomorrow, and the things he had to talk about to his son, his, brother, Draco and Remus. He was not looking forward to any of them, but for tonight he was going to think about the fact that he was a lucky man to have his son, brother and best friend back. He grinned despite himself thinking that he was going to get a nephew out of all this mess, but poor Reg wasn't even going to get the fun of making him. He could imagine the look on the younger man's face when he told him he was going to be a Daddy.

James would have thought it was a great prank. Thinking of James's laughter at the thought brought back wonderful memories the two of them had created. He climbed into his bed with the thoughts of his lost love on his mind. Sirius Black spent the night dreaming sweet dreams of holding his husband in his arms again.

Another chapter done. I hope you enjoyed it. I want you all to know there will be a spanking either in the next chapter or the one after. I truly am sorry if this offends anyone, but this is the way the story is going. I'm sorry but I warned at the bottom of chapter two that if the story continued spankings would be a part of the story.