harry's new life

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Harrys Life Prologue

At nine years old, Harry Potter understood more than he should have. He understood that

some people just werent loved he understood that he wasnt loved. He didnt know if

his parents had loved him before they had died, but he did know that the Dursleys, his

only living relatives, didnt love him. He understood that life isnt fair. But most of all, heunderstood how life worked in the Dursley home. He understood what his and everyone

elses roles were. Harrys role in the family was the slave, the punching bag, and the

ignored the freak. He knew this, and he knew what happened when he did things theydidnt approve of. But he still wished that someone would come rescue him from his

family. He still had hope.

By nine-and-a-half years old, Harry Potter understood that if he did anything better than

Dudley, he would be punished for it. He understood that anything he did would be

overlooked in favor of Dudley. He understood that in his familys eyes, he would never

be good enough, that Dudley would always be better. He was losing hope.

By ten years old, Harry Potter had come to understand that he would never be rescued.Harry understood that he was at his Uncle Vernons mercy, which was pretty much non-existent. He understood the he had no family, that no one loved him, that he was afreak,

and most of all; he understood that there was no hope.

At ten-and-a-half years old, Harry Potter had attempted suicide three times. He had no

will to live. He knew that his life consisted of chores, beatings, and verbal abuse. The

first time, at age eight, he had attempted it by drinking bleach. The Dursleys, who didntwant to have to explain his death, took him to the hospital. He spent a week in the

cupboard. The second time, at age nine, he had tried to slit his wrists with knives from the

kitchen; he hadnt cut deep enough to need anything other than a bandage. He spent a

week-and-a-half in the cupboard. The most recent time, near his tenth birthday, he hadswallowed a bunch of pills from his uncles bathroom. They took him to the hospital

again, and he spent from then until his birthday, which was about two weeks, in the

cupboard with a scrap of a meal each day.

Harry was a very smart boy, but he had an extremely low self-esteem. Nearly nine-and-a-

half years of being around the Dursleys, who constantly belittled him and abused him,had left their mark. He was unable to believe that he had hope to succeed in the world,

because he believed he was a freak. He had no idea why he was a freak, or even how he

was a freak, but he knew he was. If Harry hadnt stopped trying in school because of the

beatings he got for out-doing Dudley, he would have easily gotten the highest marks ofhis class, and most likely gotten to skip a year or two. This was because he spent his

entire little bit of free time reading and studying.

There were many things that Harry knew that no boy his age should know. He knew how

to cook a meal, perfectly. He knew how to lock himself away in his mind so he didnt feel

the pain, and how to come back out. He knew what to avoid saying around his uncle inorder to avoid getting hit. He knew where to hide from Dudleys gang. He knew how to

do math at a high school level. He knew how to read books that his Aunt Petunia would

have problems understanding. He was extremely intellectual and had lost most of his


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more childish beliefs. He knew that magic didnt exist.

He knew this for two reasons. The first of which was that the Dursleys had drilled it intohis head so much over the years that he couldnt forget it if he tried. The second was that

it defied everything he knew, and his knowledge was what drove him. He believed this

entirely until the worst beating of his life. Which came when he beat Dudley in everygrade, without even trying. Actually, he was trying to notbeat him. It just proved how

lazy his cousin was. His uncle beat him repeatedly until he was absolutely sure that he

was going to die. He passed out with one thought in his mind, I dont want to die, I wantthe pain to stop, I dont want to die, and I want the pain to stop. He was repeating it in

his mind until the second his eyes closed.

When he woke up in his cupboard and didnt ache at all, he decided it had been some sortof cruel joke. The second time he healed himself; he decided that magic existed and that

he wanted to test his limits. He focused on wanting a pan to come to him, and to his

immense surprise, it did. Then he focused on growing his hair, and it did. He tried tochange his eye color, and his eyes turned blue almost instantly. He had no idea how rare

this was. Over the next few months, Harry unknowingly passed his first year charmsclasses. He came to the conclusion that there was hope left in the world. He decided hewas going to be somebody, and that he was going to help people. Harry Potter wasnt

going to be stepped on anymore.

The day school got out that year, Harry was sent to clean the attic while Dudley went tothe park with his friends. Decidedly ignoring just how unfair it was, he set to work. He

didnt expect things to be fair anymore, and was quite used to them not being so. As he

was almost finished cleaning the attic, he found a trunk with the names Lily and JamesPotter inscribed on it. He had no idea what his parents first names were, but he did know

that his last name was Potter. Being extremely interested in anything about his family, he

attempted to open the trunk. It didnt work. Focusing on his will to open the trunk, hewaved his hand in the trunks general direction. It unlocked. One top of a pile of clothes

and books was a letter. Addressed to him.

Dear Harry,

Im hoping and praying that you arent reading this, because if you are it means that

Dumbledore broke his promise and sent you to my dear sisters house. Yell at him about

that for me, will you? Oh, who am I kidding, if youre there you know nothing about the

magical world that you were meant to be in. Okay, Ill start by explaining a few things.Albus Dumbledore is the headmaster of the school your father and I went to. Hes the

greatest wizard of our age, and he defeated an evil wizard by the name of Grindelwald.

Now, more recent history: There is an evil wizard called Voldemort gathering followersand killing anyone who stands against what he says. (Here Harry vaguely remembered aflash of green light and a cold, high pitched laugh.) Were going into hiding because of

this as he is after us.

We are using a charm called Fidelius, which essentially hides the address of where we

are staying inside of one person, and that one person is the only person who can tellanyone the address. We are using your fathers friend, Peter Pettigrew, as our secret


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keeper, though were tellingeveryone that we used another friend, Sirius Black.

The main reason he is after us is a prophecy that very likely concerns you. I dont know

how old youll be when you read this, and I hope that youre old enough to deal with this.

The prophecy says that you (and only you, though there is another boy who it couldpossibly be, I have my beliefs, and reluctantly, I think it is you.) have the power to defeat

Voldemort. Most people dont say his name; they call him he-who-must-not-be-named or

you-know-who. I know that has to be a lot to handle, and it completely erases anychildhood you had left, but you need to know. Its brutal, but you have every right to

know, and every need, too.

Now, for this trunk. It has seven compartments. The first one appears to be a normal

compartment, but if you push the button in the right-hand corner, it will change into what

the trunk really looks like. Only people of Potter blood can push the button, so dont

worry about things be stolen. The first room is basically an apartment, fully furnished,with a kitchen, bathroom, bedroom and living room. The second room is a dueling room,

where you can practice dueling against dummies that can go from first year spells, to

auror level, to death eater level spells. I recommend that you start off very slowly anddonteverventure into the death eater level spells, as they are lethal. Magic cannot be

detected anywhere in the trunk. The third room is a library, containing every book that

used to be in the Potter family library. Thats a lot of books, so you shouldnt run out fora long, long time.

The fourth room is a room from your father and I; it contains our portraits, (which cantalk to you), a bunch of mementos, our wands, (theyre spelled to return to this trunk if

we die.), and a whole lot of pictures. The fifth room is a fully stocked potions lab, with

room for five people to work at once. The sixth room is a study, or an office of sorts,

where you can take the books from the library and read them comfortably. The seventh,

and last room is a secret room, and even if you wanted to you couldnt take anyone elsein there. It is a safe place to hide anything you dont want anyone else to be able to find

as no one else but you could get into it. Time passes differently in the trunk, and everymonths outside of it is two months inside.

Its difficult to imagine you as a boy reading this letter when I can see you as a toddlersleeping in front of me. But I know that you will do us proud, that you can do what you

put your mind to. Never forget how much I love you, no matter what anyone says; youll

always be loved.

Your mum,

Lily Potter

Harry had tears streaming down his cheeks as he thought of how he was loved. He readthe words, I love you, over and over again, thinking he could never get sick of seeing

them. Harry was generally tough, knew a lot about both physical and emotion pain, and

therefore didnt cry often. But the words in the letter from his mom were words he had

needed for as long as he could remember. He made a decision, then and there, that hewould train, and if the dark wizard wasnt dead yet, he would insure that it happened.


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Ten or Twenty Months Chapter One

Over the next two months, Harry trained a lot. He spent every spare second in his trunk,practicing magic from the books in his library without a wand, and then with his parents

wands. He found a book that said wandless magic was supposed to be very rare and very

difficult, but it seemed to come naturally for him. With all of the effort and time he putinto his training, he was past a third year level in almost every subject. Knowledge had

always been something he valued, and the trunk was full of thousands of books. He made

sure to never let anyone see the trunk, and to always have an excuse ready for where hehad been.

His history knowledge was more extensive than most Hogwarts graduates would be,

because he read the books rather than listening to a boring, sleep-inducing lecture. He hadlearned from some of the self-updating history books that he had supposedly defeated the

dark lord his mum had written him about as a baby. That was something he seriously

doubted. He just had a gut feeling, deep down, and he knew that Voldemort would beback.

Harrys transfiguration knowledge was getting to be around a fourth year level, and hewas making the potion for the animagus transformation. In his fathers journals, he had

discovered that his father and his friends had all become animagus for their other friend

who was a werewolf, in their fifth year. Harry was, quite frankly, fascinated by the idea of

turning into an animal. He studied the subject extensively, and never gave up.

His potions were unbelievably well for an eleven year old, and would have surprised

anyone. He had studied the potions ingredients lists and how things reacted to otherthings. He had no idea how he managed to read so fast, but by the end of the two months,

Harry had read potions books from the first through seventh years. It was his favorite

subject.

His charms were extremely good. He had perfected almost every charm from the first

through fifth year books. He was amazed to realize the first spell hed ever done was afourth year level spell, a summoning charm. This made him start wondering about his

power levels, as he shouldnt have been able to do most of the spells he was doing. He

found a spell in a ritual book that would show any power blocks, your power level

without the blocks, your power level with the books, and any special talents that you had.It took a week, and he messed up about ten different times, but he finally completed the

potion needed.

Prepared for anything, Harry cut his arm with a knife and dropped a few drops of blood

into the potion, before using a simple healing spell on the small cut. He then dipped aquill in the potion and set it on the paper. Slowly but surely it began to move. He gapedlike a fish out of water for ten minutes after the quill was finished.

The list read;Power level: Highest, Arch-Mage.Special Talents: Fire elemental, air

elemental, parseltongue, phoenix tongue, multi-animagus, metamorphagus, aura sensor,

empath, telepath.Power Blocks: One power block, blocking approximately one third ofyour power level.


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Knowing that most powerful wizarding children had blocks on their powers, he didnt

freak out over the block. However, he had read a lot about the wizarding world, and

wisely decided to keep the parseltongue talent to himself. The more he thought about it,the more sense the metamorphagus part made. The second and third bits of magic he had

done involved changing his hair length and eye color. Harry grinned, thinking of all the

things he could do with this particular talent. As soon as he was done musing over hispower level and special talents, he picked up a book on power blocks and how to remove

them.

The ritual to remove the power block also used a potion with his blood as an ingredient.

Harry spent quite a bit of time wondering just how barbaric the wizarding world was. He

drank the potion and immediately he felt as if a part of him that had long been missing

was finally given back to him. He felt powerful but out of control. All the spells hethought he had down were now a great deal more powerful than they had been to begin

with. He spent even more time than before practicing spells, jinxes, hexes, and curses on

the training dummies. He was up to a seventh year level with the dummies, and it wasgetting easier. The Dursleys, however, were starting to notice his absence, and as soon as

Vernon realized how long it had been since hed beaten Harry, he jumped at the chance.

Harry spent a few hours in the cupboard pouring his effort and magic into healing himself

before doing an Alohamora on the cupboard door and running up to the attic. He made a

decision then and there that he was done with the Dursleys. He would run away, but

come back as soon as the Dursleys were asleep, go to the attic and stay in his trunk. Itwas because of this decision that he had no idea that his Hogwarts letter came, and that

someone had been there to pick him up. He knew about Hogwarts, and that he was

supposed to go there that year, but he was so involved in his training that he didnt reallynotice how the time passed. So when Hagrid showed up to take him shopping for his

school supplies, the half-giant was rather upset that Harry had run away and they had no

idea where he was.

Of course, being oblivious to these things, because he was so absorbed in his training

didnt seem to be a bad thing. With the way he was reading, so fast it wasnt reallybelievable, and the way he caught on to things, he had damn near completed his seven

years at Hogwarts in about seven months. He was doing quite well with auror level spells,

too. With his powers totally unlocked, Harry was becoming a great wizard without any

help. Harry became quite used to the solitude, and realized he enjoyed it. One day, whenhe was sitting in the room from his parents, attempting to read Hogwarts, A History, for

the tenth time, a letter appeared. It was in a messy handwriting that he by now recognized

as his fathers.

Dear Harry,

If youre reading this, Im dead, and youre eleven but not at Hogwarts like you should

be. I dont know why or how youre not at Hogwarts, but there are a few things that Ineed to explain to you. First, you are the heir of Godric Gryffindor and Helga Hufflepuff;

this comes from my side of the family. Though not many people know this, they were

married. Second, everyone believes your mother to be a muggle-born, and though Iwould have nothing against that, she is not. She is Rowena Ravenclaws heir. If you have


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noticed that you can read at super speeds, and still take in everything youre reading,thats why, its a gift passed down through the Ravenclaw family. Your mother was never

an Evans, she was adopted, and therefore no one knew her heritage until she did a

heritage test. She kept the results a secret, as she knew that Voldemort would want her if

she was a pureblood, and she was firmly for the light.

Now that we have that out of the way, the third thing you need to know is that you are

probably the richest wizard in Britain. The Potter-Black estate, which was made whenSirius and I combined our vaults and family names because we were both the last living

members of our families, is worth approximately two-hundred-sixty-seven billion

galleons. It is the combined wealth of the Ravenclaws, the Hufflepuffs, the Gryffindors,the Potters and the Blacks. There are countless more things that I will get no chance to

explain to you, and as you arent with Sirius, he cant either, so I suggest you owl Remus.

But in order to do that, you need to buy an owl. So here are some instructions: The LeakyCauldron is a pub near charring cross road, and it holds the entrance to the wizarding

worlds shopping area. Youll need a disguise, though, because if youre not at Hogwarts

yet, people are most definitely looking for you. Your mum probably wrote in her letterabout our secret keeper being Peter, and I know she doesnt trust him, but I cant help it. I

am not capable of believing that one of my brothers would betray me. I dont want to

believe that it is Remus or Peter, and I know its not Sirius. If, on the off chance that hedoes betray us, and Sirius gets blamed for it, I hope you can do something to convince

people the truth. Sirius Black was not, nor will he ever be, our secret keeper, because we

decided it would be too much of an obvious choice.

Now, most people will know you as Harry James Potter, but that is not your name. Well,

not your full name. I do hope youll forgive your parents for your admittedly long and

extravagant name. Your full name is: Harrison James Orion Potter-Black-Ravenclaw-

Gryffindor-Hufflepuff.

When you do go to Hogwarts, (Im sure you will eventually, since you arent there yet),there will most likely be a Professor by the name of Severus Snape. He will most likely

hate you for the things I did to him while we were in school. I will not sugar coat it or lie

to you about it, I was an arrogant bullying toe rag, as your mother put it. I bullied him ina way that was horrid. Sometimes I feel that my decisions and the way I treated him

turned him into the man he became, because he wasnt always that way. I will say no

more, because it is his past and not mine to divulge. But I ask you not to hold it against

him too much, because he is bitter and I was a jerk.

I hope you dont hate me because of what I did. I changed; your mum would never have

looked at me if I hadnt. Snape changed, too, though, and not for the better. He was a jerklike I had been. It seems that the tables turned for us.

I love you, son, and dont you ever forget it!

Your dad,

James Harrison Potter-Black- Gryffindor-Hufflepuff

For the three months after the letter arrived, Harry did nothing but eat, train, and sleep.


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Anyone would have been extremely amazed to see that an eleven-year-old boy was

training against auror level dummies. He trained himself against the dummies he had

discovered in a closet for muggle fighting, he trained in every spell he could find, everybook he could read. Harry could have easily taken on three or four aurors and won, and

this was without the benefit of having a wand that was meant for him. Finally, Harry

decided it was time to face the world again. He climbed out of his trunk knowing that itwas going to be a hellish couple of days for him. Twenty months of physical, magical,

and mental training had transformed him from the scrawny ten-year-old to a muscular

eleven-year-old.

In an instant Harry changed his eyes to a deep blue, his hair a light brown that came

down to his shoulders, and his scar was hidden by darker skin. No one would have

recognized him. He sat in the attic waiting for the Dursleys to be asleep, grabbed hisdads wand and shrunk his trunk down to wallet size. Extremely eager to be in the

magical world that he had read so much about, Harry stuck out his dads wand to call the

knight bus. Under the name of Lionel Evans, Harry rented a room at the Leaky Cauldron.He lay down and was asleep before his head hit the pillow, dreaming of a peaceful forest

full of phoenixes and a white castle.

When he asked the goblin that he first saw to speak with the Potter account manager, the

goblin snarled and said, If you are here on Dumbledores orders, you should kindly go

inform him that weve told him multiple times that he will not get control over Harry

Potters estate. Harry looked at the goblin confused for a second before saying under hisbreath, that bastard! and morphing back into Harry Potter. The goblin looked at him as

if appraising him and said, Follow me, please, Ill take you to Yulfax, your account

manager.

Harry had a pleasant conversation with Yulfax before saying hed see him again soon and

changing back into Lionel Evans. He went to the magical pet shop to get an owl, andwhile he did get an owl, he got something else, too. He felt the pull towards a snake that

was described in the books he had read as what you feel when youre near your Familiar.

That snake was blue, green and black, and was talking about stupid humans who thoughthe was some sort of prize to goggle at. Harry, knowing he was a parseltongue was only a

little bit surprised and answered back, I dont think youre a prize to goggle at, but I do

think youre my familiar, Im feeling a pull towards you. The snake looked more than a

little surprised that he had been heard and was all too happy to get out of the pet shop.

//////////////////////////////////////////////Moony//////////////////////////////////////////////

As Harry was walking back towards the Leaky Cauldron, Harry saw a face he had seen

only in pictures. Grinning widely, he snuck up behind the man, which involved multiplesilencing spells, and stunned him before pulling him into an alley. He whispered,Ennervate! at the man.

Hey Moony! You just got stunned and captured by an eleven year old boy who has only

trained by himself, but is admittedly rather good for his age, how do you feel about that?

Remus Lupin goggled at him for a few moments before finally saying, Who are you?


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Who do I smell like?

Thats impossible. Harry Potter has been missing for ten months!

It was Harrys turn to goggle at Remus. Its been that long?! Holy shit! I wasntAnd

thats twentyoh godI should have known when I read the letterbut thats just

shit!

Remus looked amusedly at the eleven-year-old boy and said, Where have you been?And also, do you realize that youre swearing like a sailor at the age of eleven?

Harry grinned. A marauder giving lectures about things like swearing and running

away? My, my, things have changed! I will tell you where Ive been if you will tell meeverything you know about Sirius Black.

Remus paled and then gathering his courage said, Youre really not in a position tonegotiate here, Harry.

Look, for the past month Ive been training against auror level training dummies, andIve won a good deal of the duels, so in my opinion, its you whos not in the position to

negotiate. I could always just stun you and take you back to my room at the Leaky

Cauldron, Im sure wed be able to talk there. Unless youll walk with me?

That said, and rather unsure as to whether or not Harry was bluffing, Remus followed

Harry back to the Leaky Cauldron. Once they were in Harrys room Harry grinned at

Remus. I want to know anything you know about Sirius Black.

Remus took a deep breath and said, Hes a murdering traitor who is in prison where he

deserves to be, in a rather bitter tone.

To say Remus was surprised when Harry jumped up and began flinging random things atthe walls, swearing, and cursing other things with curses Remus hadnt see before, was anextreme understatement.

Taking a few deep breaths, Harry calmed down and prepared himself to explain. Sirius

Black was not my parents secret keeper, and if he killed Peter then good, the little rat gotwhat he deserved!

And if he killed twelve muggles along with Peter?

Harry swallowed and looked at Remus with a very serious look on his face. Sirius would

not have done that. I may not have met Sirius in person to my memory, but I do know

him inside and out. In my trunk there is a room from my parents. It has photo albums,letters, journals, from my mum, dad, and Sirius. In the same way that you have fought the

darkness of being a werewolf, Sirius has fought the darkness of being a Black. The Sirius

that was in those journals and pictures would never have killed an innocent. He wouldhave killed Peter for what he did in a heartbeat, but blinded by rage and grief or not,

Sirius wouldnt have done that, and quite frankly, youre not a very good friend if you

could think that he would.


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Remus seemed to swell with rage for a moment before saying, He thought the same of

me.

Harry looked at Remus incredulously, Thats your grand excuse? He was a bad friend so

that means you get to be, too? How old are you, for Merlins sake, two? I will give you

the fact that Sirius probably thought you were the traitor. And that was a horrible thingfor him to think of his brother. My dad couldnt think that of any of you, so from what

Ive seen, hes the better friend of the four of you. You and Sirius would tie, but Peter

would be a dead last. Im not trying to guilt trip you, but I have letters from my parentsthat will prove that Sirius was never their secret keeper, and with that they can question

him under veritaserum for the rest of it. Im going to the ministry now, and when youve

decided that you arent two years old anymore, you can come see me here.

ImHarry, Im sorry, its justIve spent over ten years believing that Sirius was the

secret keeper and I pinned all of my problems on him. It wasnt right, and I should have

known him better than that. However, before you leave, I believe you said that you hadinformation for me.

Right. Ive been in my aunts house in my trunk, living a hell of a lot more comfortablythan I was before I got the trunk. I had no idea of how time was passing outside the trunk,

but it definitely didnt feel like as long as you said. Though, that was probably because I

did nothing other than eat, sleep and train. I read the journals, quite a lot nearly all of

the library in the trunk, which consists of every book the Potters own, practiced magic upto auror level spells, removed a block on my power, and discovered a few hidden talents.

Its been grand seeing you, Moony, but I have to do something about my godfather

rotting in a prison cell that he should never have been in.

Im coming with you. Are you going to share any of your hidden talents with me?

Harry grinned. Well, you saw that Im a metamorphagus, right, at Remus nod, Harrycontinued, Im also an animagus with five forms. Lion, Phoenix, Snake, Panther and

Wolf. Im a fire and air elemental, can speak phoenix tongue, and sense auras and mypower levels are amazingly high. I have another talent that Im sureyou wouldnt

discriminate against, but most people would.

Remus looked at Harry, confused. What talent would that be?

Harry lifted his arm and pulled up his sleeve, revealing the snake that he had named

Harmony. Im a parselmouth.

Remus gaped at Harry, utterly surprised. Harry grinned. Its not like Im the heir of

Slytherin or something! No, Im just the heir of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.So I have no idea where the gift came from, I just know that it did.

Nodding mutely, mostly because he was in some sort of shock, Remus motioned to the

door and they walked down to the main part of the pub to use the floo to the ministry.After two shouts of Ministry of Magic! Harry and Remus were at the ministry of

magic, and after brushing the soot off of their clothes they went to the department of

magical law enforcement.


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Getting Sirius Freed Chapter Two

On the way there, Harry was extremely annoyed at all the glances he was getting, and hevowed to never go out in public as Harry Potter ever, ever again. Finally they reached the

DMLE and a short witch with brown hair greeted them.

Hello, I need to speak with someone about Sirius Black, Harry said, grinning at thewitches pale and shocked face. She went to a door on the other side of the room,

knocked, and said something to someone else.

The witch came back out, with her plastic smile back on and the shocked look gone, and

said, Right this way, please, Mr. Potter, Amelia Bones will speak with you.

Grinning like a Cheshire cat about the idea of getting to meet the godfather hed read so

much about, Harry followed the witch and motioned for Remus to come, too. When the

witch that was leading them back to Amelia Bones started to say that Remus couldntcome with him, he said, Dont even thinkabout saying that. Hes coming with me. The

witch nodded mutely and left them at the door.

Harry pulled a letter out of his pocket as they walked in and said, Hello Ms. Bones, Im

here to talk to someone about Sirius Black. Did you know that he never got a trial? And

that he was innocent of at least one of the crimes he was accused of? All of this was said

in the most polite voice he could muster.

To say that Amelia was surprised was an understatement. She was shocked. She managed

to get that in control after a moment though, and said, Do you have any proof of that?

I have a letter from my father stating that Sirius Black was never their secret keeper.

Peter Pettigrew was. I have many of Sirius Blacks journals, and based on them and the

fact that hes been in prison without a trial for so long, that he should get a chance toprove his innocence. Dont you?

Looking somewhat flustered, she said, I do. I didnt know that he never got a trial. Ill

do my best to see that he gets one.

Thats not good enough. I want him out of Azkaban and in a ministry holding cell beforetoday ends, waiting for his trial which should be sometime in the next week.

Both Remus and Amelia Bones were gaping at Harry and he said, somewhat defensively,If you lived with the Dursleys, youd want him cleared as soon as possible, too. Not to

mentiondementors? For ten years?No one, criminal or not, deserves to live in their

worst memories for any amount of time. Its sickening. So, what are you going to doabout getting my godfather here in the ministry and ready for his trial? And Id like to

visit him, too.

//////////////////////////////////////////////Sirius//////////////////////////////////////////////

Quite a few hours later, Sirius Orion Black was escorted to a ministry holding cell,

looking completely bewildered. A half an hour after that, he was told he had a visitor.


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//////////////////////////////////////////////Visiting Sirius//////////////////////////////////////////////

Harry had gone back to Diagon Alley, gotten Sirius robes, a hairbrush and some otherrandom things so he could prepare himself for his trial. Remus was following him around

with his head in his hands muttering about what an idiot hed been. When they arrived

back at the ministry building and Remus was still doing that, Harry finally snapped,Good lord, Moony, will you shut the hell up?! Sirius does notneed you muttering about

how sorry you are, though he might appreciate it a little, he needs you to quit being

hysterical and help him get ready for his trial. Im talking to him first, okay?

Nodding mutely, Remus followed Harry back to the DMLE. When they got there, Harry

waited patiently for a few minutes, before drumming his fingers on the desk. When that

was ignored, Harry closed his eyes, took a calming breath and said, I need to see AmeliaBones!

The lady at the desk finally looked up and jumped a bit, Oh! Mr. Potter! Just go back thesame way as before, shes in there.

Harry just nodded and thanked her, before motioning for Remus to follow him. Remus,still silent, followed him. Harry knocked on the door to Amelias office and was asked to

come in. He looked around for a second and said, When can I see him?

Hes been here for about fifteen minutes, you can see him in fifteen minutes. If thosethings are for him, well need to go through them first.

Handing over the things, Harry sat down in front of her desk as she went through them.Finally after ten minutes she nodded and said, Please follow me, Mr. Potter. Mr. Lupin,

please wait out front.

They went down a maze of corridors that must have been made simply to keep prisonersfrom finding their way out, finally arriving in front of a simple door. Then a voice said,

State your full name and who youre here to visit.

Amelia just looked at Harry as if waiting for something. Finally, Harry caught on. I am

Harry James Potter here to visit Sirius Orion Black.

The voice spoke once again, access granted. And the door opened. Harry was led down

yet another maze of corridors before stopping in front of a cell that held who he assumed

was Sirius, but wasnt very recognizable as the young man hed been ten years before.

Sirius, Harry whispered. Sirius looked up at Harry and his jaw dropped, before he

whispered, Harry

Harry looked at Sirius with a very serious expression on his voice and said, From your

journals and my dads letters, I know that you werent the secret keeper, and that it isnt at

all in your personality to kill an innocent. I need you to tell me, look me in the eye andtell me that you didnt kill those muggles. Honestly, if you killed Peter, congratulations,

but tell me about the muggles.

Sirius managed to croak out, Never. I wouldnt have killed them for all the money in the


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world. They were innocentI only wanted to kill Peter, but he got the better of me, for

the first time.

Grinning, Harry reached his arms through the bars and grabbed Sirius in as much of a

hug as he could manage. I got you a trial. Youre gonna be free.

Sirius returned the grin and said, How?

Dads letter. I was in the trunk, eleven years old, but not at Hogwarts, so that letter wasdelivered. I showed it to Amelia Bones, told her youd never had a trial, and she said

shed see what she could do. I told her that wasnt good enough, and got you moved here

today. Your trial should be sometime in the next week.

They chatted for a few minutes before Harry told Sirius that Remus was there to see him,

too. Sirius smiled sadly at the thought of seeing his old friend again. Harry added before

he left, And hes been going on for hours about what an idiot he was to ever believe thatyou could do that. Its rather annoying, really.

/////////////////////////////////The Trial Of Sirius Orion Black/////////////////////////////////

The room was crowded, filled with reporters, supporters and protestors. People who

didnt think Sirius deserved a trial, and people who had been waiting for this moment for

years. Sirius was nervous as hell, and trying to remember the occlumency training heddone during his auror training to calm himself down. Harry was jittery, also using his

occlumency training to keep a cold front, not get angry or overreact to people who were

idiots. Remus was trying to keep his mutterings about how sorry he was to himself, asboth Harry and Sirius had told him repeatedly that they knew, they accepted it, and that

he really should shut up if he didnt want Harry to test out his training on him.

Finally the trial was started. The defense called their first witness Harry. Harry sighedas they gave him veritaserum, praying they didnt ask anything that wasnt related to the

trial.

What is your full name?

Had Harry not been under the influence of veritaserum that kept him impassive, hedhave freaked out. As it was, he just calmly stated, Harrison James Orion Potter-Black-

Ravenclaw-Gryffindor-Hufflepuff.

There was an uproar of noise before the judge said in a much more polite way than Harry

would have used for everyone to shut the hell up. The next question was, Who was your

parents secret keeper?

Peter Pettigrew.

The people who were against Sirius were losing their momentum as the questioningcontinued. How do you know this?

My dad sent me a letter that was charmed only to arrive if I wasnt at Hogwarts when Iwas supposed to be. I read it, and it said that Sirius wasnt the secret keeper, that Peter


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because my whole life had been stolen from me in less than twenty four hours and I knew

Id never get it back. I laughed because if I hadnt laughed, I would have cried.

Silence. A very deafening silence. Not a single person move, and the only noise was

breathing. The veritaserum wore off as the silence continued and Sirius said, Uh Was

there anymore questions, cause the veritaserum wore off.

The questioner motioned for him to be given more veritaserum, and the questions began

again. What do you mean by turned into a rat?

Hes an animagus.

Hes not registered.

Me, James and Peter all became unregistered animagi in our fifth year at Hogwarts.

That pretty much concluded the questioning, and Sirius sat still waiting for the verdict.

He was nervous, though you could only really tell if you knew what to look for. Harry

smiled sadly, wondering why the world was so cruel. Finally, after what seemed likeforever, they asked for the verdict. Those in favor of clearing Sirius Black of thirteen

counts of murder, two counts of assisted murder, and the charge of being in league with

You-Know-Who?

Every single hand raised. Harry grinned, but the judge wasnt done yet. Those in favor

of charging Sirius Black with being an unregistered animagi? Their was grins on the

Wizengamots faces as they all raised their hands, thinking that situation was ratherironic.

The charge was a fine that would be taken out of the 120,000 galleons that Sirius wouldget in repayment for the years spent in Azkaban. He was also granted custody of Harry,

which made Harry grin even wider.

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