He was delighted he had stopped living different lives, almost at once, but Harry had become so tired and fed up with being someone else, almost living one life back to back, but now he had stopped otherwise he would have suffered yet another identity crisis or psychotic episode. That was one of the primary reasons why he had often separated the time-travelling lives by weeks and even months, to stop himself from going too far, and too mad.

Okay, it took a lot of time for him to re-acquaint himself with the real life he had as a student of Hogwarts, but some of the habits he had picked up in his other lives had filtered into his real life, much to the confusion and the shock of so many people, Hermione and Ron included.

Harry didn't care about what they thought, as he began finalising so many of his plans while the Dementors and the 'threat' of Sirius Black loomed.

Harry had led several lives, and he had encountered several iterations of Sirius.

He had encountered a Sirius who had really become a Death Eater, although the reasons for his joining were down to a simple divergence; for instance, in one world, Sirius was sorted into Slytherin and he had succumbed to the pressures of his family and the way the rest of Hogwarts treated him as Voldemort's rise to power became something nobody could ignore.

In another world, Sirius had died as a teenager, murdered….although the true murderer was varied. In one scary reality, Lily Evans, Harry's mother, or her counterpart, had lost it because in that world James hadn't stopped Snape from being killed by Lupin when he had transformed into a werewolf, but truthfully Harry had always believed the teachers and Sirius should have taken the dangers much more seriously, and come up with more precautions. In that universe, Lily became a Death Eater.

It was the only way she could have escaped from Azkaban.

In that world, Lily was not his mother, but someone else was, and Harry had made sure to become his counterpart's twin sister.

Sirius Black was one of those people whom Harry just….was never really sure about. In some of the realities he had visited, Sirius had been a background character who was usually just annoying or someone who prioritised Dumbledore's orders more than his own godchild. He remembered the reality he'd created when he had gone back, and become a triplet with Chloe and that world's Harry; in that world, Sirius had been released from Azkaban, and he had come after them.

He hadn't hurt them or anything, but he had made the mistake of joining the masses in demanding they return to Britain without considering the kinds of pain they'd gone through. What made it worse was he had tried to transform that Harry into a mini-version of James Potter. It hadn't ended well, and the pain he had left behind in his wake when he'd discovered he had gone too far by pushing Rose and Chloe away, had shattered any hope of a relationship.

But there were other realities where Sirius had caused more disaster. Harry would never forget that world where he had altered history and he had been born completely alone, and he had been born as a girl. By rights, that version of reality should have seen the prophecy Dumbledore was basing so much on the prophecy upon should have meant something different should have happened, but it seemed no matter what, it was like the universe wanted any version of Harry Potter to become the killer of Lord Voldemort.

And he was tired of it.

The end of the year had come relatively quickly, and Harry had not done much to change events; he hadn't seen the point, personally, and besides he had wondered which version of Sirius he was going to encounter.

Was he going to encounter a real Death Eater?

And an innocent man who was too stupid to use any form of common sense?

A lazy moron?

A fool?

It was too early to be sure, but Harry had gone through the motions, while Hermione and Ron were with him; while he didn't trust either of them, even if recently he had manipulated history, jumping back in time so then he could live a life as Hermione's younger sister, which had changed a great deal of the Granger family dynamic, even if he had taken more after Emma Granger in looks and personality, and she had delighted in pissing off Hermione with her antics.

Well, he had done the same thing with others; the time Harry had deliberately become Draco Malfoy's younger sister had been done more out of spite than anything else. But the time she had become Susan Bones's twin had been fun, especially since he'd spent a lot of fun nights with the Hufflepuffs.

But anyway, back with Sirius…. This time, he simply stunned Snape with a high-powered stunning curse before taking his wand in case he woke up too soon after his magic shook off the effects of the stunning curse, and he listened to Black, and even hit Pettigrew with more than one spell.

With the rat unconscious (Harry still wasn't entirely certain what he planned to do with Voldemort; a part of him was tempted to go after the thing he was, and end the wraith in the Albanian forests once and for all before he was too strong), Harry and the others spoke to Black, trying to gauge which version of him they were dealing with before they took him and the unconscious Snape back to the school. As they left, Harry still had a few questions.

"Why didn't you bother to simply send a memory off to the DMLE, or the ICW?" Harry's voice made it clear he wanted a good answer.

"To be honest," Sirius sagged with a sigh as they walked through the tunnel leading to the Shrieking Shack. "I'm not sure," he blinked, as if annoyed he hadn't thought of it before, mixed with genuine surprise much to Harry's annoyance. "But there's also the chance Fudge and others like Malfoy and Umbridge would have destroyed them before they were properly examined, and the ICW…well, they usually keep out of the affairs of ministries unless there's a danger to the Statute of Secrecy."

"What about the Dementors? Aren't they a danger? We both know Fudge doesn't have the common sense to not keep the Dementors away from the muggles. And what about when they attacked the Hogwarts Express? Or swept over the Quidditch game? I had to raise my protests in the Quibbler because I didn't trust the Ministry, or the Prophet to take it seriously."

Harry remembered that instance only too well. He had never trusted or liked the Daily Prophet, in many of the worlds he had visited, and he had never understood how anyone could trust them.

Sirius's reaction was both an eye-opener and a worry for him. He was surprised he hadn't thought about the possibility of sending a memory off to others, but he was also indifferent. Harry had seen this brand of indifference before from many witches and wizards, so he had done little after Pettigrew escaped. The good news was Lupin wasn't here, so he had made sure Sirius's escape was easier without the threat of an idiot werewolf making things more complicated.