Sirius conversations

On a small forgotten island in the Maldives's, a bright ray of light appeared for only a second.

*BOOOOM*

on the shore of the beach of a small island, Two people appeared inside a small sand crater.

Harry narrowed his eyes while looking at the spinning blue sky. He was sure that it wasn't normal.

The morning sunlight plus the rough travel was making him dizzy.

After a couple of minutes, the dizziness went away, and he could finally try to stand up.

"Huuughh!"

Harry fell on the sand again.

His body was hurting a lot. He could feel his arms and legs completely cramped while pulsing.

He groaned and while looking up, he said "I really overdid it… it's too hot in here"

He was closing his eyes while praying not to get sunburned. Still, he was getting sleepy, and knowing that he was currently on an empty island, he closed his eyes.

Besides Harry, there was a scrubby, thin-looking man.

The man looked completely roughed up. His face was covered in old dry dirt, he smelled like a troll in a public bathroom. His hair? It was amazingly well-kept, at least compared to the rest of his persona.

The man was Sirius Black, and he was currently with his eyes wide open looking at the blue sky.

"Am I dreaming? Did I finally lose it?" Yes...There is no way for such silky hair to exist"

Sirius closed his eyes, he was enjoying the imaginary sun on his pale skin.

This happened for a while until he opened them up and while stumbling a little exclaimed, "Well, I must enjoy this until the Dementors ruin this too"

Sirius was now looking around until he found a long-haired kid sleeping on the sand.

He went down a little to try and see his face, seeing his face a little better, he opened his eyes wide and exclaimed "James!? JAMES!" JAMES, WAKE UP!"

Seeing that the small and scrawny James didn't wake up, he started to think of a way. It was the sound of the water that gave him an idea.

*Splash*

"Nooo! I haven't seen that bikini yet!"

Sirius looked at mini James whine in amusement. Inside his head, though, there was an intense battle.

His memories were really shuffling around, and flashes of a kid saying that he was his godson while opening up a Dementor keep appearing.

The kid looked at him with a frown on his face and mumbled something.

Seeing his striking green eyes, Sirius opened his eyes wide and gently asked "Harry? Is that you?"

Harry stop insulting his godfather. He was having a great one-on-one bikini session with a younger-looking Narcissa.

Harry stopped expanding his insult repertoire and seeing Sirius disbelieving face he responded,

"Yes Sirius, I am Harry. Your Godson".

Sirius's eyes widen more. "Wha-How?"

Harry rolled his eyes and groaned in pain, even his face was aching. Still, he responded to Sirius.

"I broke you out from prison!"

Sirius' face paled and screamed, "You what!?"

"It was not that hard, I just needed to go inside with Moody's help and then-"

Sirius interrupted Harry and said,"-You break into the worst place on the hearth? Are you nuts?!

"Hoo by magic, your mom is going to kill me!"

Harry smiled at his godfather, even after living in hell for so many years he still thinks of him first…well, second, he was sure that his mom was scarier.

Seeing Harry smile, Sirius was going to go full mom on him, but Harry interrupted him, "Not now Sirius, my body hurts, I'm sweating from the sun, you smell, and I have sand In holes that I didn't know existed"

Sirius closed his eyes and took a long breath, the fresh air and the lack of screaming were doing wonders to his mental health.

"Okey, but you are going to get a full sermon later. I'm warning you, your mom teach me how"

Harry groaned making Sirius smile and ask "So, what happened to you? And where are we?"

"I channel too much Magic, and my body is paying the price.

"We are on Black Island, by the way"

Sirius frowned his face, he was trying to think what the Black Island was, but his memories were really jumping around. Still, he knew that they were probably safe right now, at least from the Aurors he didn't want to know what kind of Dark Creature might be living on the island. Thinking of Dark Creatures, the face of his mother came upfront.

Seeing Sirius getting lost, Harry called him "Sirius! Snap of it!"

Sirius blinked, "Sorry…what now?"

"First, your wand, there is a trunk on my right pocket."

Sirius hearing about his wand opened his eyes wide and ran toward him.

Sirius put his hand inside Harry's right pocket, feeling the heat of another human being made him leave his hand inside the pocket for a little too much time.

Harry panicked a little and exclaimed, "Sirius! I know that I have long hair and my eyes are like shiny stars under th-"STOP! STOP!"

Sirius grabbed his trunk and looked at Harry. Seeing his smiling face, he started to chuckle, followed by full-blown laughter, "Hhahahaha!".

Sirius kept laughing and sat on the floor, he didn't stop laughing, grabbing his stomach from pain.

He went at it for a while until his face started to hurt.

Harry looked at his batshit crazy godfather and asked "Did you lose it already?"

"Wohoooooo!!"Sirius started to scream, run, jump and sing "I'm free I'm freee"

After running and signing, Sirius started to cry, the weight of it all finally weighing him down.

Harry smiled at his godfather, he would probably cry too if it wasn't because he knew that it would hurt a lot. Still, a couple of tears have fallen from his eyes.

Sirius stopped after seeing his godson still on the ground.

Getting closer, he kneels and hugs him while mumbling "Thankyouthankyouthankyou"

Harry responded to his godfather's thanks, "OuchOuchOuch, it hurts!"

Hearing this, Sirius stopped, he was still crying a little, but he now wanted to help his godson back.

*Slap*

Sirius slapped both of his cheeks and said "Okey! Emotional breakdown later!

"Wand first! Then let's try to remember if there was a house!"

Harry hears this rolled his eyes and said "Grab your wand, clean yourself, and call for Kreacher"

Hearing this Sirius eyes open wide in horror and exclaimed "The little bastard is still alive!?"

"Yes, and we need his help to find the home, I don't know where it is"

He had never come to this island.

After breaking into Gringotts, the little bastard had to charge him with all the reparations cost. The fact that the reparations cost was the same value that all of the Black accounts was just a coincidence. Meaning that he had lost everything, from properties to even silver forks. Of course, he followed this by closing his Potter account and never entering the bank again. Heck, he was there in front of Gringotts laughing his ass off, after only six months later, the rest of the Death Eaters tried to enter and grab their fortune. It had been a beautiful sightseeing Griphook face pale in horror knowing that he would not help them.

Sirius frowned his face and while pouting asked, "Is there no other option? I don't want to wake up in the middle of the sea at night".

Harry chuckled, making him groan in pain. "Just let me talk to him, I got it."

In his past life he had lived with Kreacher until his last years, he got to know him well enough to even consider him a friend.

Sirius grumbled in protest but still did what his Godson asked.

Sitting on the ground again, he started to fiddle with the trunk. It was only after a couple of minutes that Sirius asked "How do I open up the trunk?"

"Say, 'I'm a little stinky mutt' while spinning around like a princess"

Sirius looked at him and dubiously asked "Are you sure?"

Harry was trying to make a straight face "Yes!"

Sirius stood up and while spinning he said cutely "I'm a little stinky mutt"

…"HAHAHAHHAHAHAH OUCH HAHA OUCH OUCH"

Sirius twitched his mouth, still, he couldn't stop sending a proud smile at Harry, the fact that he was currently crying in pain made the prank easier to swallow.

"Okey okey, just put the trunk close to me"

Sirius nodded and near the trunk to him.

Harry started to murmur words in a weird sound.

*click*

The trunk opened and started to expand, Sirius quickly dropped the trunk on the sand.

Sirius grabbed a rectangular black wooden box and opened it up.

Seeing his wand, Sirius' hands started to tremble, he was almost scared to touch it. What if he had changed so much that his wand didn't work? After losing it all, he didn't know what he would do.

Sirius took a deep breath and grabbed it.

The moment he touched the wand, a bright green light went towards his arm.

Sirius closed his eyes, the wand was pumping his magic again, he was feeling like an old car started to work after ten years without use. His arm ached, as magic expanded his veins and nourished his muscles.

Sirius didn't care about the pain of the magic going through his arm, it was this pain that made him realize that he could finally use his magic.

Sirius pointed his wand at the sea and screamed in anger "Bombarda! Confrigo! Reducto! REDUCTO-BOMBARDA MAXIMA!"

*SPLASH BOOM SPLASH*

Sirius kept casting spells at the water, he imagined the face of everyone who had destroyed his life, Pettigrew's face was especially appearing over and over.

He kept at it for 30 minutes. By the end, he was panting.

Harry didn't say anything, he could perfectly understand what Sirius was feeling right now.

After a while, Sirius jumped into the water, he was taking the closest shower in years.

Sirius went out of the water and cast a Cleaning charm on himself. After that, he went to the still down Harry and looked at him.

Harry said, "Hey, I'm getting bored over here"

Sirius chuckled and this time with a serious face said "Thank you, Harry, you don't know how much I owe you"

Harry chuckled, he knew it really well. "We are a family. Family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten"

After hearing this, Sirius started to think about his family. Maybe he should change The Black motto into that. (A/n: Lilo was a Black. Confirmed)

"Okey, I have a wand, now what?"

"Now we call Kreacher"

Sirus grumbles but still calls him "Kreacher!"

Seconds later a *pop* sound was heard, followed by the apparition of a deranged elf.

"Kreacher hears the master call, but It can't be…" Kreacher made a face of utter disgust after seeing Sirius and exclaimed "Ho, no, the family's disappointment is back and.. "

Hearing Kreacher speak, Sirius face went red in anger and screamed "Disgusting thing! Stop speaking!"

Kreacher bowed his head "Kreacher obey mas-master Black".

Sirius was going to start screaming but was interrupted by Harry.

"Stop, Sirius!" Seeing Harry on the floor, Kreacher's eyes light up and while jumping a little said "Kreacher knew! Kreacher knew that filthy blood traitor still had it in him!" Kreacher got closer to Sirius and asked "Master Sirius need help in torturing maybe? Mistress would be so happy!"

Hearing this, Harry started laughing, "Hahaha ouch hah ouch!"

Seeing Harry in pain, Kreacher's face was jumping while mumbling "Hoo master Sirius curses are good"

Harry really couldn't hold it anymore and started laughing more. He had missed the little snout-nosed elf.

"Kreacher! You-"Sirius stop!" Sirius was again interrupted by Harry, making him cross his arms and pout.

Seeing that Sirius doing what Harry said made Kreacher's face scowl again a mumble,

"Kreacher knew that the mudblood lover would not have what it takes. Hooo, my mistress…How low has the ungrateful son fell…"

"I know how to destroy the locket," said Harry to Kreacher.

Kreacher eyes went wide in horror and asked "Ho-how? Does the filthy scrawny blood-traitor know about the Master's last order?"

"If you help us, I will destroy it and give it to you"

Kreacher eyes started to water and exclaimed, "Kreacher try! He try! Punching, throwing, singing! Nothing Kreacher could do work!"

"So? Are you willing to help us?"

Kreacher look at Sirius with a scowl, but Harry seeing his face said quickly "You need to help me, not the Mudblood lover!"

Hearing this, Sirius mumble "I didn't want the help of the little pest anyway…"

"Kreacher helps! Kreacher helps!"

Harry smiled and knowing that he had a little of Kreacher trust, said "If you are good, I might bring you to torture some people"

Kreacher eyes light up and while tearing up said "Kreacher is willing to torture for new Master!"

"Young man! You are not torturing anyone!"

Harry ignored his Godfather and asked Kreacher "Do you know if there is a house inside the island?"

Kreacher looked at Harry with questioning eyes and asked "You won't destroy the locket now?"

"Do I look as if I can destroy something Kreacher? I just broke the mutt from Azkaban, I need to heal, give me a week, and I will destroy it, I promise" He said while looking at Kreacher

"Kreacher will help!" Kreacher jumped a little in happiness while saying this.

"I don't think we need his help Harry, he might put poison on your food"

Kreacher looked at Sirius in contempt and mumble "Kreacher would not poison little wizard…Kreacher might poison the nasty mutt"

Sirius's eyes twitched.

"Send us to the house Kreacher!"

Kreacher nodded his head and snapped his fingers. Making them all disappear with a *plop* sound.

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Next day,

Inside the biggest office of the Auror Head Quarters; there was a group of people questioning a Head Auror. While Charlotte, Amelia's assistant, was writing things on a big whiteboard.

The group consisted of Madam Bones, Head Auror Alastor Moody, The Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge and Alastor Gumboil, the Head of the Hit Wizards division.

All of them were asking questions to the same Head Auror that went first to Azkaban.

The head Auror snapped at them, "I'm telling you, damn it!

"There was nothing! no name on the record book, no magic trail, nothing!"

Moody grumbled in displeasure, while Madam Bones asked "Then what?? We just leave Black to run around?"

The Minister of Magic was completely pale in fright while mumbling 'I'm doom..'

Gumboil (the hit wizard) was in deep thinking until his eyes widened in horror and said, "Harry Potter! Some way Black found out that he is the younger Animagus in the century! He must want to kill him before he becomes too strong!"

Hearing this both Amelia's and Moody think 'As if someone coal beat the brat'

The minister paled in fright and say "We need to find him before it's too late!"

Madam Bones was going to speak but was interrupted by the door suddenly opening.

"It's true!? Black scaped? Where is Potter!?"

"Dumbledore, can you please tell me what are you doing here!?"Madam Bones said whit a frosting tone. Dumbledore took a step back hearing her tone.

"Amelia, you need to understand Black is Extremely dangerous and young Harry might be in danger!"

Gumboli slap his hand on the table and exclaimed "See? He is going for Potter! We need to find him!"

Alastor only sends a nod to Dumbledore. Inside, he was thinking of what curse to cast first.

"I don't care Dumbledore! You can't just enter without a permit! Now Go away!" Amelia was having none of it, she didn't want to deal with Dumbledore right now, in any case, Harry was going to go to her house tomorrow morning.

She hoped that nothing bad happened to him, the memories of the ray of light going through the sky had left her in panic; she knew well that there was no way for a kids body to channel so much magic through him.

The minister saw a right of hope in Dumbledore and say "Please stay! You have my permission!"

Dumbledore nodded in appreciation to Fudge, a waving his hand he summon a big chair for sitting.

Seeing the chair be a little larger than the rest made Alastor eyebrow twitch in annoyance.

"Headmaster, do you want me to tell everything again?"The Head Auror asked again. Dumbledore tho didn't care about Azkaban. He wanted to know where Harry Potter was.

Yesterday night he had found out by Minerva that Harry Potter was going to take the Animgus licenses.

He had of course run to the Ministry trying to stop it, saying that it was too dangerous, but Potter had been seen using his form by the whole Auror office. Meaning that if he didn't take the license he might go to Azkaban.

Still, he had tried to at least be there, again it was impossible, the exam had been door closed, and even he couldn't pass.

When Harry had left the Animagus registration office, he had stopped in horror.

In front of him, there wasn't a small frightened kid, but an outgoing and self-aware one. Seeing him speak and joke with the reporters, made him think of James Potter. And that wasn't good for any of his plans.

He was still dealing with the fallout with the Flamel's after they found out that the stone had been stolen from Hagrid. He didn't know how they had found out so fast, but Perenelle thirty-minute long description of what she would do with his wand on his…it had been good enough of a warning to be scared shitless.

Now Sirius Black was free.

Something in the back of his mind was telling him that something was amiss, still, he didn't have enough information to know what or who was behind all of this. It was as if someone was targeting him.

Dumbledores thoughts were interrupted when he heard "…And that's what we find in Azkaban"

"I see…and where is Mr Potter?" He hadn't heard anything.

Seeing that Dumbledore was going to keep asking about Potter Amelia and Alastor took a glance at each other eyes. They understood that it was time for the plan, ' Let's make Dumbledore paled like his white ass', start.

Amelia cough two times, making All the table look at her. "I know where Mr Potter is, but first there are some important things that you all need to know.

"Yesterday morning I found out Potter speaking with my little niece, after talking some time I find out that he was going to live alone until Hogwarts years start, apparently his uncle was in prison for abusing him!"

The minister jump and exclaimed "Preposterous! What do you mean that The boy who lived was being abused!

"Dumbledore what is the meaning of this!"

Dumbledore hearing this closed his eyes, he was getting a picture being built, and it was ugly. He hoped that there wasn't more.

"Dumbledore!"

"Minister there is more," Amelia said while frowning his eyebrows.

The minister slouches on his chair and waves his hand for Amelia to continue. His face was pale already thinking the repercussions of this.

"He didn't receive his Potion Kit! "

Charlotte covered his mouth in horror. While Alastor cut the conversation by saying "I guess did you send him to St Mungo's?"

Amelia nodded her head "I did! And is still worst! He had bad healed bones, malnutrition, and someone curse him! Dumbledore! You were the one that said that he was safe, explain!"

Dumbledore started thinking, this was not good…not good at all.

Still, he needed to make a plausible explanation.

Dumbledore put a really sad face and looked to the ground in shame, "I…didn't know that he was having such a hard life, I had left him with his Muggles relatives…but apparently, they hadn't heard my words to treat him like one of they're own"

Gumboli scowled "Those Muggle! They are animals!"

Amelia noted that he had completely gone over the potions and the curse so she asked "And what about the potions kit? Or that someone cursed Harry Potter to not receive a Healers help? Are you going to say that it was also the muggles!?"

Hearing this, Dumbledore wanted to scowl. While the minister started to nod his head "yes…yes. Dumbledore explain!" Why did the boy not receive a visit from Hogwarts?"

Dumbledore shamelessly shook his head, his sad face still plastered. "I must confess that the letter was not sent on purpose, but I don't know about the Curse"

Alastor growled, "What the meaning of this, Dumbledore?"

"I wanted to give young Harry the best care and was going to ask Madam Pomfrey to check on him. I thought that young Harry would appreciate the lack of attention after coming to the Wizard World again".

Everyone on the table was nodding their heads, except for Amelia that was thinking how good the old man's words were.

Dumbledore seeing that he was in a safe zone again; started to guide the conversation where he wanted.

"And what about the curse? Are you sure that it wasn't cast by the Healers? Or maybe before going to Hogwarts?"

The minister looked at Amelia and said "Amelia, you were the last to speak with Potter boy, what do you think?"

Amelia shook her head, her fists were tightly closed under the table. "No one could find anything, we only know that it is a really Dark Curse and that Harry is going to live with me from now on".

"Live with you, Amelia? Are you sure you can? I can ask Lucius to take care of him for a little while. I'm sure that-"

"-Are you asking me if I can what? Or are you trying to tell me that I can't take care of my niece too?

Hearing the frosting tone of Amelia, the minister knew that he fucked up and while shaking his hand said "Nonono. You have been a great influence on little Susan, and I have heard that she is a lovely kid, I'm sure that Mr Potter would have a fantastic time in your house!"

Amelia nodded her head "Of course Cornelius, I will take a lot of care, and the wards of my house are the best protection you could find"

Gumboli also nodded his head, he knew that Bones was a thug nut to crack.

Dumbledore on the other hand didn't like where this was going and seeing an opportunity, he said, "I think we all agree that Amelia is the best option to take care of young Harry, still I think all of us will have better sleep if I upgrade your wards a little, what do you say Amelia?"

Amelia wanted to scream at the old goat, how dare he try to bring his crap where her little Susie was! nevertheless, she knows that she couldn't, at least right now.

Thinking of her niece, she needed to speak with Harry about his plan for this year. Maybe she could also convince the Abbot's to send little Hannah to some other school. Harry was particularly insistent in going to Beauxbatons.

Thinking about Susan, Amelia couldn't stop to reminisce about his past, about his brother and sister-in-law. She wasn't going to lose anyone else!

"No!, there is no way that I would let you of all people inside my house! Or do you forget what happened to my whole family after following your orders!?"

Dumbledore looked at her with a disappointed look and said, "I understand, even so, I think that I would be the best for-"

"NO! And that's it! Maybe if you had protected Potter As you tell us, we wouldn't need to protect him now!

"Leave! You are not needed here!"

Seeing Amelia's chest rising in anger, he left the office.

However, before leaving, he sent a disappointed look towards her and said to the rest of the people present "Remember that help always comes to those who ask for it"

Dumbledore left the office like the gentle old man he portrayed himself to be.

But inside? He was completely fuming.

Years of planning, only for them to start falling one after another!, he knew that reaching Potter was now impossible, at least until he went to Hogwarts. Nevertheless, he could try to find Black. Maybe it will help him to be exonerated? He knew that if Black became innocent, he could manipulate the impulsive Gryffindor. He had been doing it since he had entered Hogwarts.

'My body is failing already! The rituals can't give me any more time, and Potter's body is still too immature!' Dumbledore kept thinking and getting angry, not seeing that his face was making a scary face.

It was a ministry worker that had stopped him after asking "Headmaster, are you alright?"

Dumbledore tilts his head not knowing why the question.

"Your face…"

Dumbledore sent a small smile and while chuckling said "Sorry, my stomach isn't what it used to be. A pity, I really love the Licorice snap's"

The ministry worker laughed while saying "Then you had better be off!"

Dumbledore apparates away.

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Harry woke up and the first thing he did was to cast the Tempus spell, it was 9 am already. He was getting used to waking up 24 hours later. Not that he liked it, but the continuous use of his magic on the body of a child had its consequences. Even so, it was really hard for him not to use magic as he normally did, and even if it hurts a lot, his body was getting stronger. In two years he would stop having problems with combat magic. In the meantime, he just needed not to pass out in a dangerous place.

Seeing around Harry tensed a little, only to remember that he was inside the Black's beach house.

The Black beach house wasn't in fact a beach house but more of a Villa, an Italian gothic villa. It wasn't a surprise, after all, he couldn't imagine a House known for its black magic sunbathing. Well, he could imagine it, Narcissa had taken a lot of amazing pictures to help with his imagination. (A/n: Share the magazine, Harry!)

The villa was still really beautiful, with natural stone walls and full of windows and balconies. He hadn't seen much of it, but he remember, just before passing out, the voice of Sirius exclaiming 'I know there is a wine cellar in here!', he had also remembered Kreacher mumbling 'Kreacher needs to hide the collection before the mutt drinks all'.

Thinking about his godfather, Harry smiled and stood up.

Standing up wasn't a nice filling, his legs were still hurting, yesterday he had completely overdone it, Fighting Mad-eye and then breaking into Azkaban hadn't been the best of plans, he should at least rest for a day after Mad-eye test, still, he was really aching for adventure and thinking about Sirius on the cell suffering had made him act way irrational.

Not that he didn't normally act irrational, he was after all a three-century-old man, he had his problems, impulsiveness, recklessness, busybody and an amazingly hate for redheads was just one of them.

He stop wondering away and took a step.

*thud*

"Okay, no walking yet"

Seeing that his muscles were completely useless, he decided to summon a spiderchair.

Seeing the four bronze spider-like legs he put on a proud face. He was really used to sitting in a wheelchair. It was one of the drawbacks of constantly fighting Dark Wizards. He was so used to it that he had started to change the wheelchair just for the fun of it. He especially liked the Pinguinchair or the Snape one, but both of them weren't good for going downstairs, or water, in the case of the Snapechair.

Harry sat on it, using his magic he started to move the chair up and down and move one leg at a time. It had been a couple of years since the last time he had used his spiderchair.

Seeing all was good, he left the room.

Harry was having breakfast with the beautiful sight of the clear water.

Now that he could move around, he was really enjoying it.

Harry went down, seeing Sirius sitting outside, he decided to tell everything that had happened until now. (A/n: Use your imagination because I won't write it).

After a lot of screamings, death threats to a lot of people, crying, singing, cooking and more crying, Harry finally finished explaining all. Well, not all, he didn't tell him that he was a time traveller.

Sirius on the other hand was looking at him weirdly and not touching his shrimp omelette.

"Sigh…what is it?" Asked Harry, Sirius look was making it really annoying to drink his amazingly good fruit juice. Kreacher knew how to cook well.

"What is it!? You just told me that Dumbledore is a Dark Lord, that he leave you in an abused household for the past eleven years, That my eleven-year-old godson Broke me from Azkaban, that Voldemort is alive and you have a piece of his soul inside you!

"And then! You tell me to just stay here and wait?

"And you ask what is it!? What isn't it Harry!?"

"If you say it like this…"

Sirius stand up and pointed at his currently crippled legs while screaming, "Like what Harry!? Like what?"

Harry sight, he knew that telling all of it to his recently free godfather might have been a little inconsiderate, but he believe that it was better to just cast the charm without a warning.

"What do you want me to tell you?

"You just need to know, that everything is okay. I can take care of myself and that you just need to stay here and wait for a trial"

Sirius kneeled in front of Harry and grabbed his hand while gently saying, "I-i wasn't there and I can't just stay here while you go around hunting the Dark Lord *sniff* I-"Are you crying again?"- Its not my fault! My brain is in shambles and I feel like a menopausal woman!

"And don't try to change the conversation again!"

Harry sighs in annoyance and again tries to explain the plan to Sirius. He could understand him, but there was nothing that he could do, at least right now.

"No Sirius! You will stay here! Wait! Wait for a week and-"

"I been waiting for the past eleven years, Harry!"

Harry scowled, he couldn't say to his godfather that he had been missing him for the past three hundred! Still, he was angry, "You dumbass! What are you going to do? Go around eating from the garbage cans while being a fugitive? Your magic is weak! You are pure bones! So tell me how you are going to help?!"

Harry screamed at him while making his body rise a little. In his mind, he couldn't stop the flashbacks of Sirius's body going through the Veil of Death.

Seeing the enraged face of his godson Sirius took a step back and screamed back, "I can't leave you alone! I already did it one time! I won't stay here while you are in danger!"

"Then leave! I preferred to think that you were dead instead of losing my only family!"

After seeing the face of Harry tearing up, Sirius's face broke into sorrow and mumbled "I'm sorry…I-i just can't, I already failed you one time…I-"

Seeing Sirius' face, Harry calmed himself.

"Sirius...you can't help while being a fugitive, you can't help with your brain all over the place, you need to put yourself up!"

Sirius sighed while looking at the ground, he knew that his godson was right, but knowing of his life till now and that the enemy wasn't only Voldemort but Dumbledore too, was making him completely panic. Still, he knew that he couldn't help and that only made him feel worst.

"Okey…at least tell me that you are not doing all of this alone"

Harry smiled, "Don't worry Sirius, Mad-eye is on it, Amelia, the Tonks. We have help, we are not alone"

Sirius eyes widen "The Tonks?" Is Andromeda on it too?"

"Not yet, his daughter is, and I will hire Ted to be my and your lawyer, Andromeda is going to help me fix my body and then you"

Hearing that his cousin was going to treat him, Sirius's face paled in horror, "Nononono, bring another healer! Please!"

Harry twitched his mouth, in his past life, Andromeda had told him a lot of stories of how she would make Sirius straight himself. She wasn't a Black for nothing, and Sirius was really scared of her.

He shook his head and wanting to change the topic, he exclaimed, "Kreacher!"

"What does nasty blood traitor want?"

"Inside my trunk, there is a special potion label 'Mind', Sirius needs to take one every nine hours. He will then pass out for eighteen hours, he needs to take all of them"

The potion had been invented by Neville to help his parents, not that he cared, by that time Neville had also been on the list of betraying pieces of dirt. Neville in particular had hurt him badly. At least he had done something good and could now use the potion on his godfather.

Seeing Kreacher's face wanting to object, he whispered to him "I made them especially nasty"

Kreacher nodded his head, "Kreacher can take care of the ungrateful vile master"

"Good! Now I need to go back, Amelia is waiting for me in her office. (she is not)

"Sirius, I know that you want to talk more and probably have a lot of questions, but I need you to have at least a good enough mind before going outside, you need to practise your Occlumency again, and I need to get you a trial."

Seeing Harry grabbing what looks like an Auror badge Sirius exclaimed "Harry, wait!"

*crack*

"Sigh, I guess I just stay here alone…" Seeing Kreacher looking at him, he stopped for a second and then continued "Alone in this forgotten islan-"

Sirius was interrupted by Kreacher shoving a potion on his mouth.

Seeing Sirius passing out, he mumbled "Little blood traitor is good…"

Kreacher was going to enjoy taking 'care' of Sirius, he was also feeling particularly happy after giving the locket to the disgusting half-blood. He really wanted to see the locket destroyed.

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Harry appeared inside Amy's office. It was now 15:00. (A/n: I don't know if I did the time change well, not that it is important)

He could feel the wards proving at him until they touched the Aurors Badge.

Seeing the office empty, he sat in the chair or tried to.

He had forgotten that his wheelchair was the body of half a spider. Accepting that it was weird enough and that Amy would probably like not to be weirded out, he transfigured the legs into a normal wheelchair.

It had been a really good idea because a minute later Amy's office door opened with what looked like an enraged Minister screaming "I don't care that Potter is resting, I want to see him now!"

Seeing a kid inside Bones' office, the minister's brain shut down not knowing what to respond.

He thought that it was fair enough, after all, he did have a green afro full of thunder patterns for hair.

Not that they could blame him, he had, by this point in time, acted randomly enough to know that Harry Potter shouldn't be left alone without supervision. It didn't matter that he had entered the office one day earlier than they had talked about. It was not his fault, really!

Seeing the minister still rebooting, he decided to just sit there, not as he could just Apparate from here, his body was not in condition for that.

The Minister finally blinked his dumbness away and asked "Who are you? And where is Amelia!?"

Hearing this question, Harry started to ask himself, Who was him?…the answer was pretty obvious. He was Harry fucking James Potter, The Boy Who Lived, The chosen one, The boy who conquered, World Champion Duelist, Grand Master of DADA, Minister of Magic, Hogwarts Headmaster and Time traveller! not that he could tell the minister that, so he went for the best answer he could think of, "I AM YOUR FATHER!"

The minister apparently didn't blink all his dumbness away because for one second he was sure that he saw him put a face of surprise and…longing?.

Yep, he was not opening that can of worms.

The minister scowled his face, he was getting angry and asked "Who are you!? And where is Amelia, boy!"

"Sigh, I came here after Amelia told me that the great Minister of magic wanted to see me, but instead of kindness I get angry faces and-"You are Harry Potter!?"

Harry rolled his eyes, "yep, are you the minister assistant?"

The minister completely ignored his answer and instead got close to him and started shaking his hand.

"Harry Potter, a pleasure to meet you!

"I'm The Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, but you can call me Cornelius"

"Ho! I'm Harry Potter! But you can call me Julio Esteban Ricardo Montoya Rosa Ramirez.

The minister again rebooted and after a light cough he say,

"Yes, it's a pleasure to meet you, Harry!

"Now, I wanted to speak with you for so long!

"I heard about your treatment with those nasty Muggles, I hope that everything is well now?

"Well, anyway, I'm glad that you are going to live with Amelia, she is a great woman, a little tough for my liking, if you know what I meant?

"Ho! And don't let me start about Sirius Black!, I promise you, Harry, that we will do everything in our power to catch him! But..that's not the most important thing for you now, right? After all, you are starting Hogwarts in only a month! Did you have everything ready?"

Harry was with his mouth open not knowing what to say. He was even asking himself if someone had told Fudge how to make him not joke around because THAT was a really good way.

Seeing Harry unable to respond, Fudge patted his back and whispered to him,

"I know that meeting me might be too much for you Harry, but don't worry, you can just treat me like a friend, he?"

Harry's brain rebooted back, thinking that the most incompetent ministry in history had just made a reverse trap card on him and made him reboot!

Seeing this, he decided that compensation was in order. He knew that asking for a favour to a politician was the same as owing them one, but he was thick-skinned enough just not to give a crap and pretend that it never happened.

"Mr Fudge! Aunty Amy had told me a lot of great stories about you!" Fudge chest puffed more and asked, "Really, Amelia did?"

Harry nodded his head and exclaimed "Ho, yes! She also said that if you couldn't help me no one could!"

Seeing that The Boy Who Lived wanted to ask for a favour Fudge excitedly asked "Haha, please tell me what's your problem. I'm sure that we can do something about it!"

"Well…I-i" He looked to the ground as if sad and already giving up. Seeing the sad puppy face of The Boy Who Lived, Fudge wanted to know more about what was happening.

He knew that the stronger the favour now, the bigger he could ask for help in the future, "Harry, you can tell me anything, I promise I will help you!"

He looked at Fudge with admiration in his eyes, he had even cast the Sparkling Eyes charm to make the effect greater, "I want my home back!waaaaaaaaahhh!!!" Harry started wailing while hugging the piece of dumbness.

Fudge opened his eyes in surprise and while patting his head, he gently asked "Your home? What happened?"

Harry sniffed a little and responded, "I went to visit my parents' graves, I had never seen them, you know? But then I found out that my home is now a museum! I thought that I could live at my parents home! To feel loved under the same roof! But it's gone! Waaaaaaaaah!" He started to cry again, he was glad that he had taken acting classes after his 'I'm just a normal person' facet. They had been especially great since coming to the past.

Fudge closed his eyes, the favour was big but not impossible, a couple of Galleons and a good enough interview might just do the job. Of course, he would use the opportunity to make himself more popular, he could already see the headline of The Prophet [Minister Fudge to the rescue!]…And a better way to cover for the Black panic that would follow in the coming days.

Yes, this could be a great plan.

"Don't worry Harry! I will do my best to make it happen! I promise that you will have your home before the year ends!"

Harry exclaimed like a child seeing his superhero "Mr Fudge, you are the greatest Minister of all time!"

"Hahahaha! Don't worry, Harry! You can count on me!"

"Hahahahah!"

Both the child and the ugly old man were grabbing their shoulders and laughing out loud.

Amelia had received an urgent notice from his secretary that Fudge had entered his office and was not coming out, this made her stop her planning with Alastor about what to do now that Black was free, especially about Harry and Dumbledore.

Entering the office she stopped whatever she was going to say next.

She didn't know why Fudge had been inside her office for so long. But it sure wasn't Harry Potter in a wheelchair hugging and laughing with Cornelius Fudge like a couple of drunkards.

Fudge saw Amelia and while smiling exclaimed "Ha! Amelia! Great to see you! You should have told me that Harry was going to be waiting for me!"

Amelia sends a chilling look at Harry.

Harry stopped laughing, cold sweat started to run from his back, even so, he exclaimed,

"I'm back!"

Amelia gritted his teeth and said "I see that, Mr Potter"

Cornelius felt the room chilling, and thinking that Amelia wanted to speak alone with Potter, he said to her "Well, don't worry Amelia! I'm already going!

"And Harry, just wait for a little and I will have your house for you!"

The minister ran from the office, he didn't know why, but for one second he felt danger.

Seeing the Minister leaving Amelia said, "So, Harry, do you care to explain what the hell is happening?"

Thinking about all the possibility's, he could only say "Surprise?"

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." HARRY JAMES POTTER! HOW DARE YOU! YOU-.."

The screams continued for a long while.

He didn't know how, but apparently being three centuries-old wasn't enough to not get punished for the rest of the month.

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Okey, this chapter took way longer to write than it should have, but for some reason, it was extremely boring to do.

I don't think is perfect, but I just wanted to take it out of my back.

I know this one is a little boring, but well it was necessary. The next chapter is going to be a little better. We are going to do some shopping and talk about what to do in the future, does Harry go to Hogwarts? or not?.

About leaving Sirius on the island, don't worry I will send the Tonks really fast to him, I didn't want Sirius to stay with Harry because that means that I needed to write a badshit crazy dude, with depression and I just didn't want the drama. We have enough with Harry breaking into tears for every butterfly he sees. We don't need another lol.

I wanted Neville to betray Harry, but I didn't really think why, if you have any idea please tell me. The best ideas will go for a vote next chapter!

Also what funny thing do you want Harry to sell?

Not something op or that destroy the Wizard charm, something dumb but that wizards would love. Like puppies golems or maybe cooking? I don't think that I even saw a cooking store in fanfic before. And Harry really like to cook...mmm, I totally see my Harry wanting to be a chef and just stop learning, after all, he is fucking strong, I promise that peak Harry is the shit, I just didn't have a good option to show a super Harry flashback.

That's it, the next chapter is going to be faster, I hope, this one was really slow to write.

-F3F3