AN: First off thank you for the well wishes I'm feeling much better. Second I could try Lavender/Ron but I'm not sure if they would actually be good together I kind of prefer the Luna/Ron pairing better. Give a shout out to what you prefer and I'll see what I can do. Thirdly I'm sorry I scrunched two months in one chapter. It just felt forced whenever I tried to write Hagrid's tale. Still not JK Rowling.

Sirius POV

The Weasley children were furious with me when I told them they couldn't go tearing off to St. Mungo's to see their father when they came to Grimmauld Place in the middle of the night. They didn't seem to understand that the fact that Arthur had been on secret guard duty. It would have been even worse if his kids had shown up moments after it had happened. They kept trying to say that someone else could have told them but he had only just been checked in. I didn't say the words out loud but all I could think of was the phrase the Dumbledore always used. 'For the greater good.' After they had yelled and screamed and ranted at me we all finally sat at the table with some butterbeers.

Harry looked absolutely horrible. His eyes were dazed and he was paler than usual. He would twitch and then and rub his scar. I absolutely hated how Harry and Voldemort were connected.

A short while later a small light flashed in the middle of the table and a letter and a gold phoenix feather dropped onto the table.

"Fawkes," I said in surprise then grabbed the letter. "Wait that's not Dumbledore's handwriting - oh it must be from your mother – here." I passed it to George.

George opened it immediately, "Dad is still alive. I am setting out for St Mungo's now. Stay where you are. Will send news as soon as I can. Mum."

He looked around the room slowly. "Still alive - but that makes it sound like - Oh Merlin." He placed his head in his hands. We all knew what that meant he was hovering between life and death.

I tried to get them to go to bed but all they did was glare at me. Every once in awhile someone would ask what was going on or take a small sip of butterbeer. In the early hours of the morning Fred's head was lolling against George, Ginny was curled up like a cat in her chair staring into the fire and Ron had his head in his hands.

Sometime after five the kitchen door swung open and Molly came in pale. "He's going to be alright." Ginny burst into tears and hugged Molly, Ron downed his butterbeer in one go and Fred and George grabbed each other in a manly hug.

"Breakfast!" I said jumping up from the table. "Where's that accursed house-elf? Kreacher? KREACHER?" but he didn't come into the room. "Oh well since there's seven of us I think some eggs, bacon and toast will do." Harry jumped up to help me and we had the food on the table quicker than usual.

"Sirius can I talk to you? Alone." Harry asked quietly after everyone had eaten.

"Yeah sure," I led him up to the living room and he sat on the couch. He told me about how in the dream he had been the snake. It was easy to tell he was terrified and afraid he would hurt someone else.

"Did you tell Dumbledore about this?" I asked running a shaking hand through my hair.

"Yeah but he didn't tell me what it means." He said bitterly. "Actually he doesn't tell me anything anymore."

"Well if it had been anything bad he would have told you." I said seriously.

"But that's not all. Sirius I think I'm going mad. Back when I was in Dumbledore's office I wanted to attack him." Harry was subconsciously rubbing his scar.

"I think you just need some sleep and after lunch you can go visit Arthur with the others." Harry didn't look convinced but headed upstairs anyway.

Molly had sent the others off to bed and was now furiously scrubbing at a pot. "Molly, maybe you should go sleep too."

"No I couldn't even if I wanted to." She kept scrubbing at the pot. I left her alone and sat at the table working on a stack of bacon. It tasted great and filled me up quickly. Shortly after Tonks and Moody came into the kitchen and sat at the table with me. I caught them up on what I could.

"What about Hermione?" Tonks asked once I was done.

"What do you mean?" I asked sitting up straighter.

"Well isn't that foul Umbridge woman going to go after Hermione because the others escaped during the night?" Her face was pale and drawn.

"Oh Merlin." I muttered dropping my head in my hands. She would go after Hermione too. I gripped the table firmly to keep myself in my seat.

"She's a strong one Sirius don't worry." Moody said gruffly working on some eggs. I sat staring off into space. My poor sweet Hermione cutting herself up with that evil quill. I glared at the table she shouldn't have to go through something like this.

Harry and the others came down into the kitchen a little while later. The others were looking better but Harry looked like he hadn't slept. They left shortly after to go check on Arthur and once again I was alone.

I sat moodily in the kitchen a few minutes trying to think of something to do. A thought popped into my head and I went into the living room. I flicked my wand and Christmas decorations flew around the room. A tree popped up and I flicked my wand at the muggle radio in the corner and started to sing along with it.

"I had no idea you could sing." A soft voice said. My heart thudded loudly in my chest and I turned. Hermione was standing in the doorway.

"Baby." I was next to her in two seconds and held her close in my arms.

"Hello to you too Sirius." She said softly swaying a little in my arms.

"You okay?" I asked looking into her pale face.

"I'm fine just a little light headed." That's when I noticed the cloth tied around her hand. Bile rose in my throat and I quickly led her to the couch. I raised my eyes to hers but she wouldn't meet mine. That Umbridge woman couldn't have. I slowly slid the handkerchief off her left hand and saw the fresh cuts in the back of her hand. I must follow rules.

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