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Chapter 6

Home

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"Oh my God Harry! It's really you!" Sirius cried as he saw his godson lying in the cold street.

He bent down over Harry to hug him. The beat up boy turned away. Sirius tried to look into Harry's eyes but Harry would let him. He kept on turning away.

"Get away from me!" Harry snapped "Don't you dare touch me, you monster!"

Sirius felt a sharp pain in his heart. Harry was acting nothing like he used to.

"Harry you're hurt. You need to come home to me and Remus so that we can help you"

"Your house isn't home! It never will be! And I am definitely not coming back!"

Sirius finally managed to look into Harry. They were no longer a beautiful shade of green. They were now a dull grey, nothing like before. Sirius gasped causing Harry to look away quickly.

"I am taking you home right now! You need medical attention and that's what you're going to get! Now I just..."

"No! You can't make me come home with you!"

Suddenly Harry started moaning and his eyes started twitching and rolling around in all directions.

"Harry!" Sirius cried

Harry's head lolled to the side and he fell unconscious. Sirius bent down closer to him and began gently tapping the sides of Harry's cheeks. They were deathly cold. He pressed to shaky fingers to his neck to check for a pulse. It was still strong.

"Harry, wake up! Come on it's me Sirius!"

Harry showed no sign of noticing anything. Sirius quickly picked up his limp form and ran down the street. He needed to get him home.

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Remus was sitting in an armchair reading a book about depression that he had found in a muggle library. He planning to show the book to Sirius once he got back his walk. He hopped that it would help, he hated seeing his best friend sad, it broke his heart.

The werewolf was about to turn to the last page when the door flew open. It was Sirius.

Sirius ran into the room. He was holding a body, the body of a boy that Remus had never seen before. Tears were rolling down Sirius' face. He looked from Remus to the boy. Remus noticed how the tears coming from Sirius' eyes were getting larger and faster.

Remus approached them and took a good look at the mysterious boy. The boy was Harry! He couldn't believe it.

"God! Is this really him?"

Sirius nodded.

"Where did you find him?"

"I found him bleeding to death in the street. I'd say that some street gang did it"

Sirius carried Harry into to his room and laid him down on the bed. He removed Harry's blood soaked clothes and healed all of Harry cuts. The bruises would have to heal on their own. He dressed him in a pair of his own pyjamas since Remus had thrown out all of Harry's clothes.

Sirius tucked Harry into bed and sat down on the bed next to his unconscious godson. Remus stood in the doorway, watching the way Sirius was to Harry. Sirius didn't notice. He rested a hand on Harry's cold cheek and help Harry's hand in his. He let his tears fall freely onto the bed.

"Sirius, it's been a long day, I think you should get some sleep" said Remus suddenly

"I want to be there when Harry wakes up. Awake."

"I doubt you'll make it"

Sirius shot Remus a dirty look and crawled under the covers next to Harry and held him in his arms. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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