Here it is, chapter 2! Sorry it's taken so long but I have been busy working on and finishing other stories. I really should learn not to start other stories when I'm already working on one lol. Anyway, it's just a short chapter but hopefully you all like it

I do not own Harry Potter

Chapter 2

Pain… pain, that's all Harry could feel. His leg was on fire, his shoulder throbbing, his whole body screamed with pain. He tried to move but firm hands held him still, he was to weak to put up much of a fight. As he became more aware, he felt the hard staircase digging into his back. They hadn't moved him, whoever they were. Not much time must've passed then.

He heard a deep voice speak from somewhere to his left. "Go and floo our healer, tell him we need immediate assistance."

Heavy footsteps faded and Harry forced his eyes open to see an older man crouched over him. He looked to be somewhere is his 40's though he was still very handsome.

The man chuckled, "thank you."

Harry blinked for a moment not really processing what had just happened.

The man grinned again, "you are speaking your thoughts out loud young man."

Even through the pain Harry still managed an impressive blush.

Judging from the startling resemblance to Sirius Harry gathered that this must be his father, Orion Black.

The man stilled where he was examining the cut to Harry's shoulder.

"You know my son?" he asked seriously.

Harry too scared of saying anything he shouldn't when he was so obviously having a mental breakdown started singing the school song to distract himself.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts Hoggy warty Hogwarts…"

This was the scene that Regulus walked in on, a healer hot on his heels.

He looked down at the young man before him, completely perplexed why he was singing the Hogwarts school song, especially since Regulus didn't recognise him from school.

He looked at his father, eyes questioning.

"He was voicing all his thoughts, I gather this is a counter measure to ensure he doesn't think or say anything he is not supposed to," Orion explained.

Regulus nodded, somewhat appeased by the explanation.

The healer who had been examining the young man as they spoke, spoke up.

"Do I have your permission to put him to sleep Lord Black? He is in serious need or urgent medical care. Care that I cannot administer if he is awake for it."

"Yes, yes healer Jones, do what you must to heal him, you will report to me in my study when you are done. Come Regulus."

Orion stood and started to make his way up the stairs to his study, Regulus followed keeping an eye on the healer and the young man below.

The healer had forced a sleeping draught down his throat, which had thankfully stopped the singing, and was now levitating the limp body up the stairs behind Regulus, presumably to one of the guest bedrooms. Regulus watched them pass him before he shut the door to his fathers' study with a loud click.

His father was already seated behind his desk and Regulus took the seat opposite him.

"Tell me what you know Reggie."

"There isn't much to tell father. I was walking down the stairs to the kitchen when there was a loud bang and the whole house started to shake. I heard a thump behind me and turned to see that young man lying on the stairs. I rushed to his side, where he looked at me for a moment before uttering Sirius' name and promptly passing out."

Orion looked thoughtful.

"He must know Sirius in some way, he thought I must be Orion due to my striking resemblance to Sirius. We will need to contact your brother and see if he will come home and meet with the young man."

"You know as well as I do father that Sirius has washed his hands of us, he thinks he's too good for his family now." Regulus said bitterly.

"Perhaps if we explain the situation and that your mother is away in France at the moment, he will deign to grace us with his presence."

Regulus looked sceptical at his father's suggestion but nodded nether the less, it seemed to be their best course of action at the moment.

"I will write your brother immediately."

Regulus pulled out a book and began to read as his father wrote. Looking up from his page when his father started talking again.

"There, I have explained as best I can what has happened. Hopefully Sirius will get back to us quickly."

Lord Black hurried out of his study to post the letter, while Regulus returned to his book, his thoughts straying to bright green eyes and messy black hair.

HPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHPHP

They sat engaged in their own pursuits for what felt like hours before healer Jones returned to them.

"Well, I have done all that I can for the young man at the moment," healer Jones said wearily as he sat in a chair beside Regulus. "He looked like he had been on the loosing side of some kind of battle. He had lost a lot of blood from a large cut on his shoulder, I healed the cut and gave him three blood replenishing potions before I was satisfied that he was out of danger. It also looked like he had been hit by a bone crushing jinx to his right leg, I was forced to remove all the bones and give him a dose of skelegrow. The bones should all regrow tonight, but they will still be fragile for a few days. On top of that there was a variety of cuts and bruises as well as evidence of past abuse and malnutrition. Nothing too serious, but I will need to follow up regularly with him over the next few weeks to ensure that he is healing OK."

Both Orion and Regulus were to well bred to show their surprise, but Regulus who was an expert at reading his father could tell he was shocked by the extent of the boys injuries.

The healer left with the Black family's thanks.

"There is nothing to do now except wait for either Sirius to contact us or for the young man to wake up and provide us with the answers we seek."

Regulus let out a deep breath knowing which one was more likely of the two to happen first. He kept his thoughts to himself though and resigned himself to waiting, thinking of the mystery that waited upstairs.