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Chapter 23

The News

A house elf brought the refreshments, as Severus and Minerva got comfortable, sitting on chairs since Harry occupied the couch. Thankfully the sitting room was large enough to occupy a dozen people. Severus poured their coffees aware of how Minerva took hers. He had been working beside her for years; it was no surprise that he knew since he always observed his surroundings.

"Expecting company?" asked Minerva accepting her cup; evidently Severus wasn't the only one who paid attention. There was another cup on the tray,

"Yes," replied Severus amused.

"The Dursley's have been arrested," said Minerva quietly, just in case the little ears were trying to listen in. Regardless her face was filled with anger, how she wanted to wring Dumbledore's neck, and the Dursley's as well come to that.

"Already?" asked Severus his lips twitching in amusement. Lucius certainly didn't waste any time, at least he was living to his word. He was going to make their lives a living hell; death was much too good for the likes of those abusive buffoons. They'd regret the day they chose to lift a hand against a wizard, especially one he'd vowed to protect.

"The entire street was abuzz with the news," replied Minerva.

"How's Dumbledore taking it?" enquired Severus, "Help yourself." he added, taking a few biscuits himself, he hadn't eaten lunch and he doubted he would get the chance. He didn't like the fact Harry wouldn't be either, but he was exhausted. Severus wasn't about to wake him up to eat.

"Simply put he's lost," said Minerva, "I don't think Albus knows how to function when things don't go his way."

"I don't suppose he does," mused Severus wryly. Dumbledore hated not being in control, it's something he'd noticed just weeks into working for him. For some reason the old fool had to control everything, the Minister, his staff and the order. He even probably tried to control the Dark Lord but to no avail.

The fireplace flared to life once again, and a blonde long haired wizard stepped through, his cane making the only noise as he sat down.

"What's going on?" demanded Lucius, had something went wrong with their plans? Was that why this meeting had been convened? He hoped not, he'd put a lot of money into ensuring the Dursley's paid for their crimes.

"I took Harry for his scan earlier," said Severus conflicted, the old argument about involving Lucius Malfoy coming to the forefront. Did he dare tell him? He did what he had to for family, what if he was betrayed? Unfortunately he knew he couldn't do this alone. Well not alone and look after a five year old child, it was impossible. Flicking his wand he cast a silencing spell around Harry, not wanting the child to overhear this conversation under any circumstances.

"I assume you found out what it was?" asked Lucius pensively, leaning forward his fingers lined together under his chin. It had been on his mind ever since the healer found out about it, it was less troubling than finding out about the lock on Harry's magic. Of course, it was more troubling because of WHO put it on him than the fact it WAS on him.

"It was a shard of the Dark Lord's soul," said Severus grimly, turning to face Minerva when her saucer rattled.

"That's impossible," said Lucius a little freaked out, little wonder at the amount of times he'd used the killing curse over the years.

"That's exactly what I said," said Severus darkly, "Then the goblins let me in on some frankly shocking information."

"There can only be one reason," said Minerva ashen. "If his soul is unstable, he has been creating Horcruxes."

Severus arched an eyebrow impressed despite himself, "How is it you know what they are?" the when we don't was left unsaid. They had been Death Eaters after all; they knew a hell of a lot about the Dark Art's and its artefacts.

"When I was at Hogwarts the book was available in the library, Albus removed it shortly after he became Headmaster. If I am not mistaken it is in his personal library at the moment." said Minerva. She should have been put in Ravenclaw, the amount of reading she'd done. She'd out-read a few Ravenclaws during her time at Hogwarts, that's for sure. Minerva had wanted to know everything about her world, even the not so…light material. She'd never tried any of it, she just wanted to understand, and she really could understand the lure to the darker magic's.

"What is a Horcrux?" asked Lucius irritated that they knew something he didn't. It obviously had something to do with the soul fragment but that's as much as he understood.

"A container hosting a piece of someone's soul," explained Severus pinching the bridge of his nose.

Lucius for the first time since he could talk was speechless; he just stared straight ahead unable to believe it. Even he wouldn't consider such an act. To split ones soul, it sounded so henious without actually doing it. Wizards believed in the afterlife, and the next life, spliting ones soul prevents it.

"The goblins said for the shard to enter Harry he must have made his soul extremely unstable. Meaning he's created more than one, three they suspect at the very least." said Severus.

"That is why he wasn't destroyed," said Minerva closing her eyes in despair. "It means to kill him, we will have to wait for him to return to destroy his…shall we say main soul fragment."

"Yes," agreed Severus.

"Can't we find them and destroy them?" rasped Lucius desperation swirling in his mercury eyes. It was obvious to both of them he truly feared the return of Lord Voldemort.

"Find them? They could be anywhere, in anything, not to forget we do not know how many there are." said Minerva, "Or how to destroy them, it wasn't explained in the book. The only way to accomplish this is if Tom had a sudden change of heart and felt remorse for what he did in killing someone to create the artefact."

"That's where you are wrong," said Severus smugly, "The goblins told me that certain things can kill them. Such as Fiendfyre and basilisk venom. The killing curse doesn't work, since it's a container and doesn't have a heart to stop it makes sense. Admittedly it doesn't help us find them.

"There must be a way," said Lucius desperation leaking from every pore on his body.

"Do you still have the information on Tom Riddle?" enquired Severus, sitting forward it was a good a place to begin as any.

"I do not get rid of anything," said Lucius smugly.

"Then perhaps we can get an answer in the files," said Severus, "He has to keep them somewhere."

"Tom had an unnatural interest in anything related to the founders of Hogwarts." Minerva added.

"That's because he was related to Salazar Slytherin," said Lucius brushing it off as unimportant.

"Hold on a minute, she has a valid point, how many items? Four?" replied Severus thoughtfully. "A sword for Gryffindor and a pendant for Slytherin…what were the others?" if he had three or four, it might be the Horcruxes.

"Ravenclaw's diadem," said Minerva.

"The Huffelpuff cup," croaked Lucius realization sparking in his eyes. Oh he was such an idiot, how many times had he listened to Bellatrix bragging about it over the years?! To think he'd dismissed it, it looked like Minerva really knew what she was talking about. "It seems I owe you an apology Minerva."

"Excuse me?" asked Minerva taken aback; she certainly never expected those words to ever leave Lucius Malfoy's lips.

"Before the Dark Lord's downfall, before the fate that befell the Longbottom's…Bellatrix often commented on being the Dark Lords most faithful, that he had entrusted to her a valuable item. Hufflepuff's gold chalice." explained Lucius.

Then it dawned on him…he too had received something from the Dark Lord "Excuse me." he said his voice impassive but his eyes filled with worry, he Floo'ed out of Prince manor as if the grim was on his heels.

"What the hell?" murmured Minerva baffled.

Severus stared at the fireplace with a look of contemplation on his face.

Chapter 24

The Diary of Tom Marvolo Riddle

"He looks so peaceful lying there doesn't he? Did he like the pyjama onesie's I got him?" asked Minerva, she'd gone into the Muggle world to find a few things for him. With it being all Harry knew, a little familiarity may go along way to feeling comfortable. As good as a strong firm guardian Severus made, he wasn't Molly Weasley. Although she was trying not to judge him on how he treated students at Hogwarts, but she'd never seen Severus around young children so couldn't judge him with one hundred percent accuracy. Having been abused, Severus was probably the only one she knew equip to deal with it.

"He wasn't sure at first," said Severus a smirk gracing his thin lips, just remembering the look on Harry's face when he showed him them. "But he tried one on, and has continued to wear them. Judging by the clothes he had on when I found him…he's grateful to have something that fits and is new."

"I got him a few other things," said Minerva removing a tiny item from her pocket and flicking her wand. It began to expand and return to its original size. It was in a plastic bag, indicating she'd been in the Muggle world. The magical world still wrapped everything up in brown paper. They were so backwards sometimes, it was laughable really. Yet there were some traditions that the magical world didn't seem to want to see reduced to none-existence.

"You didn't have to," said Severus but he nonetheless accepted the bag and looked inside it. It was larger; she had obviously put a charm on it.

"I went to build a bear workshop, it was fascinating watching them create bears from scratch just the way you like them." said Minerva, despite the fact she'd been born in the Muggle world, she didn't frequently shop there. So she had been largely unaware of the advancements in the Muggle world.

Severus removed the bear his lip twitching; slightly surprised it wasn't in Gryffindor colours. There was no doubt Minerva was hoping for Harry to be in her house. Yet Severus suspected it might be hard for Hogwarts to sort Harry, he didn't know why but Harry was observant, very observant for his age. The bear was light brown, a lightening bolt scar upon his fury head. A black cape around its neck, it was a nice gift; the purple t-shirt had HS sewn into it. "HS?" said Severus surprised.

"Yes, it is his name isn't it?" enquired Minerva.

"Technically yes, Harry James Severus Potter Prince Snape is the name written on the Goblin charts." said Severus, when one was adopted they took on the adopted fathers name, it was a practise as old as the hills. Despite the fact Severus hadn't written the name down, thankfully though he would be preferred to as Harry Potter-Snape by the majority of people.

"Shouldn't it be Snape-Potter?" asked Minerva, surprised, unless magic felt that the name Snape would give him more protection than Potter would.

"I had suspected it would go that way, but you read the documents yourself," said Severus.

"I did," said Minerva and what a shock that had been. "You know the Prince name is better than either of them, have you considered changing your name?"

"I'd rather not," said Severus dryly, "And as far as I am aware, the Potter name has been around longer than the Prince's." it was mostly out of spite, he hated the Prince's, not for disowning his mother, she had brought that on herself. Who in their right mind would give up money to marry Tobias? Never mind the fact she'd stayed with him, her life had been a long streaming pile of misery and in staying she'd allowed his life to be the same. No neither of his parents had been what he'd come close to calling natural parents. He didn't think he had it in him to be one either, but he sure as hell would be better than the Dursley's and his mother and father combined.

Searching the bag he noticed a pack of exploding snap, evidently it hadn't been a trip solely focused in the Muggle world. There were also picture books, colouring in magical books, which would move after it had been coloured in. Placing it on the other end of the couch, he'd let Harry look through it later on tonight. "Thank you Minerva, I'm sure Harry will love them." said Severus.

"How is he physically?" asked Minerva, not asking about his mental condition, knowing very well it would take years to recover from the abuse, if he recovered at all.

"Still severely underweight, it will take at least half a year for him to be completely healthy, longer still to get up to a height acceptable for his age." said Severus sounding professional. If it wasn't for the narrowing of his eyes, Minerva would have suspected he didn't care.

"Have you arranged for him to begin school?" enquired Minerva placing her empty cup onto the table. As the Floo erupted spitting Lucius Malfoy out, who looked out of breath and terrified still.

"He is still too afraid of his own shadow to attend any school, I shall be arranging for a tutor or teaching him myself." said Severus, he did not think himself a good teacher, and so if he were to teach Harry, he would be doing it only as a last resort.

"Since it is summer, perhaps I can start him off?" suggested Minerva. "I can get a few books and some pens and pencils so it's easier to begin with."

"I think that would be acceptable." said Severus, it would help him greatly, start Harry of in being educated while he tried to find someone he could trust with Harry. Not just to teach him fairly, but one who wouldn't be overwhelmed with his fame and undo anything he tried to do. He did not want Harry to think he was special, better than everyone else or under the impression he could skate by on his fame. Minerva would be perfect for the role; he just needed to find someone similar to her.

"Someone from abroad might be the best option, my family healer's fiancée has a brother whom is a tutor." said Lucius adding into the conversation, placing a small black diary on the table.

"Harry is wearier of men than he is of women," said Severus.

"How do you know?" asked Minerva slightly surprised.

"When I took him to Gringotts he jumped when men spoke, when women did he wasn't so worried, which admittedly doesn't make sense. If you ask me Petunia probably did the most damage to the child." said Severus baffled.

"I agree it doesn't make sense." said Minerva, "Will he be okay with me?"

"We will just have to wait and see," said Severus, not presuming to know everything. "It might help to smile; you do have a similar build and look to his aunt."

"Don't break yourself," teased Lucius.

Minerva pursed her lips, staring at Lucius drawly trying to stop herself from laughing. The world truly was falling on its axis, here she was sitting with Lucius Malfoy and getting on with him, almost laughing at something he said. Considering the burden they all shared now, it was better for them to put all grudges aside and concentrate on the greater good. The common greater good, not Dumbledore's version of one, where he puts a child in an abusive environment.

"What is this?" asked Severus, knowing without a doubt there was a reason for it being here.

"That is an item I received from the Dark Lord ten years ago," said Lucius grimly. His icy blue eyes filled with apprehension.

"Do you know what it is?" asked Severus opening it up to find the pages blank.

"I suspect it may be a Horcrux." said Lucius.

"Hmm," replied Severus, summoning ink and a quill from his desk, before dipping it in balancing it on his left knee. On his right the book lay on it, scribbling on it his eyes widened when the ink disappeared into the diary. It was obviously a magical one, despite the Muggle look it had. This definitely indicated dark magic; books didn't do that, his breathing hitched when he noticed ink beginning to write back. Never interact with anyone that had a mind of its own, rang through his head. One of the things his mother had actually told him, when he was a child. This was a good example of never judge a book by its cover.

Hello, my name is Tom Riddle. Who are you?

"Great Merlin's ghost!" exclaimed Minerva paling pasty white.

"Well, we can all agree this is most certainly a Horcrux." said Severus slamming it closed as placing it back on the table. He would destroy it immediately; he wasn't going to have this around a five year old child. Determined he stood up, grabbed the book and flung it into the fireplace. "Fiendfyre!" chanted Severus, the spell shot from his wand and blazed fiercely through the book. Severus arched around shielding his face and front from the fire that began screeching loudly. His wand automatically coming out and shielding them all from anything that came their way. The shield strongest around Harry, so nothing whatsoever happened to him.

Then the screeching slowed before dwindling to nothing, allowing Severus, Minerva and Lucius to remove their hands from their ears. Just like that one of the Horcruxes was gone, but with no prior knowledge of how many Tom Riddle had, they were in the unknown.

"He took that book around with him everywhere, not surprisingly if it was a Horcrux." said Minerva.

"It probably wasn't the entire time," said Severus sitting back down.

"No, but it is curious, why you and not your father?" asked Minerva speaking to Lucius at this point.

"My father was gone when he finally gave me the Horcrux," replied Lucius.

"Malfoy manor is safe, or as safe as any building could be. I'm not surprised he chose to ensure at least one of them was there." said Severus.

"True, then maybe he even has one in Hogwarts." said Minerva swallowing thickly at the thought of such a horrific item being amongst her students. If anything happened to them she'd never forgive herself.

"I wouldn't be surprised," mused Severus.

"Harry's awake," said Minerva noticing the child rubbing at his ears a look of confused fear in his green eyes. No doubt terribly confused as to why he couldn't hear them talking, his eyes...they looked so much like Lily's. They were breathtaking, right there and then she knew Severus would never be able to deny Harry a single thing he asked.

Severus unobtrusively flicked his wand, cancelling the silencing spell around Harry. Watching him intently, wondering how he'd feel with so many people in the room. So far he'd been sleeping when anyone was in Prince Manor. Harry slunk further into the covers, his green eyes flashing to each person in turn wary of newcomers.

"Harry, come over here please," said Severus, patting at an unused cushion in the couch he was using.

Harry bit his lip, looking at the others again before he reluctantly removed himself from his cocoon. Walking around the room the long way, instead of going near Lucius or Minerva. Climbing onto the couch, he sat down staring at the floor. Was he being sent away? Why? He had tried to be good! Chewing on his bottom lip he blinked to try and stop the tears from flowing. No matter what he obviously couldn't be good, he was nothing but a freak, just like his aunt always said.

"I'd like to introduce you to my friends," said Severus, "They are your godfather and godmother as well, this is Minerva…and Lucius." finished Severus.

"Hello Harry," said Lucius smoothly, his lips twitching in an attempt to calm the child who looked ready to start hyperventilating. He obviously wasn't ready to deal with anyone never mind adults. "How are you feeling?"

"Fine, thank you sir," said Harry quietly without even glancing up just cringing as he spoke.

"Hello sweetie, Severus has a few things to give you, I hope you like them." said Minerva, smiling at him softly, a sight neither men had seen before in their stern professor. "I'm told you like your pyjamas?"

"Yes ma'am," said Harry staring at her for a few seconds, a tiny smile turning on his face before he found the floor fascinating once more. He wasn't sure what was happening, but he thought perhaps he wasn't being sent away. Relief flowed through him at an alarming rate, but tried not to get his hopes up. He certainly wouldn't be the first time he'd felt let down, even if by his own thoughts.

Severus slowly stretched over to pluck the bag from the couch, making sure not to startle Harry. To his pride Harry didn't flinch or seem uncomfortable. Harry was getting used to it, beginning to trust him and it made him feel empowered. He could do this; he might just be able to get Harry over the abuse he'd suffered and turn him into a confident young boy in time for Hogwarts.

"These are for you and you alone," said Severus handing him each item from the bag, letting Harry know they were for him and they didn't belong to anyone else, and he didn't have to worry about anyone touching them. He left Harry to investigate them at his own leisure. Nobody failed to notice his hands tightening on them, staring at Minerva and Lucius as if they were threatening to take them away. He seemed to like the teddy bear most of all, if the way he was clutching it under his arm was any indication.

"Harry?" said Lucius quietly, his voice soothing. "I have a gift for you, will I give it to Severus for you?" giving the child the choice on whether he came over or not.

Harry stared up at the icy blue eyes of the man, who had a wrapped parcel in his hand. It was fully extended so he was as none threatening as possible. Harry swallowed thickly, his eyes jerking towards the package, then back up. Breathing deeply, he slid from the couch and walked over, slowly edging until he was within reaching distance. His small thin fingers reached out and took the gift, green eyes flashing in surprise when it wasn't pulled back. It was soft, and Harry wondered what it was as he retreated keeping Minerva and Lucius within view at all times. It was obvious to them that Harry really didn't trust them yet.

"Do you need help opening it Harry?" asked Severus quietly, as Harry reclaimed his seat.

Biting his lip, tightening his fingers around it he nodded his head jerkily.

Severus ripped a piece of the paper, making it easier for the nervous child, who shouldn't have problems opening things at his age. "Good boy," said Severus, watching the green eyes blaze with need, a need to be cherished, loved and looked after.

"Indeed," said Lucius his lip quirking at the gasp Harry let out. He had gotten Harry the same gift he'd gotten for his son. A beautiful green Welsh dragon/soft toy, completely unanimated so he wasn't startled.

"While we were there, we found out that the will hadn't been read." said Severus, speaking without giving too much away to the young ears in the room.

"I am not surprised;" admitted Minerva sadly, "Most of the people close to them are gone…or imprisoned."

"That I am afraid is unjustly." admitted Severus grimacing, shuddering lightly. He never thought he'd see the day where he defended Sirius Black of all people. Unfortunately he wasn't a complete bastard as to allow him to remain in Azkaban for something he didn't do. The years he'd already spent there was more than enough for anything Black had done to him as a young boy. He'd never get on with the wizard that much was certain, and thankfully he had no say in Harry's life.

"Excuse me?" choked Minerva, coughing at the biscuit lodged in her trachea, shakily drinking cold tea to wash the biscuit down in a vain attempt to get breathing again. Taking big gulps of air, coughing weakly as she regained control of herself. Surely she had misheard; she just couldn't comprehend what Severus had said. She stared at Severus blankly, as if hoping his statement would have been wrong or made in a dark attempt of humour. Yet his face didn't change, not even the slightest. She did notice Harry had backed away on the couch, watching her wide eyed though the corner of his eyes.

"He was never at any of the meetings," said Lucius thoughtfully, but that wasn't surprising. The Dark Lord liked to try and keep his Death Eater's identities a secret from each other. So they couldn't betray one another to get off lightly, like Karkaroff had done upon the Dark Lord's defeat four years ago. He kept a lot of 'spies' a secret, to ensure they were never discovered.

"According to the will, which was written just before they went under the Fidelus Charm, it was not Black who was their secret keeper." said Severus grudgingly.

Minerva gasped completely horrified, quite rightfully really since Sirius Black had not only been imprisoned while innocent but never given a trial. Azkaban was hell on earth, nobody came out of there sane, Merlin, it was completely shocking. "Oh, great Merlin's ghost it must have been Peter!" said Minerva drawing to the correct conclusion of the events that had transpired that night.

"It was my first natural conclusion when I read the will," said Severus nodding his head.

"Naturally," said Lucius, "However, they could have changed their mind and put Black in at the last second."

"True," said Severus, "Regardless if he is innocent, it will come out, a date is being made for their will to be read."

"That will reveal everything much sooner than you wished Severus," said Minerva, the Potions Master had been so adamant about keeping it secret until at least Harry came to Hogwarts. Why would he change his mind? Was Black being innocent bothering him that much? He doubted it; he must have been thinking about reading the will before it otherwise he wouldn't know.

"Indeed," said Severus sighing in mild exasperation. Turning to Harry, his lips twitched when he noticed the child was asleep again. The teddy Minerva got him still clutched tightly in his grasp. Summoning the duvet he placed it over the sleeping boy.

"He looks a little bit like his father, how are you dealing with that?" asked Lucius.

"I haven't really noticed," admitted Severus, his eyes were always drawn to the green eyes on the child. Although there was little doubt he'd look like James more as he grew up. Just like he knew Draco would look like Lucius as he got older. The old pureblood families had traits that they passed down, the eyes and hair the most prominent features.

"It might help if you magically adopt him," said Lucius thoughtfully, he'd take after three of them rather than just the Potter's.

"It might solidify your position as Harry's adopted father as well," said Minerva all for the idea.

"That is a life changing decision; Harry would have to make that decision on his own. Right now he would agree out of fear of being sent away than any feelings he may have for his new situation." said Severus.

Minerva shook her head fondly; sometimes Severus could be the most thoughtful man in the world. He never showed this side of him often enough in her opinion. Instead of saying feelings for him, he was saying situation as if it made everything more meaningful.

"Children shouldn't have to make decisions like this at their age. It's why they have parents Severus, at the end of the day that is what you are. If you wish to keep him safe, then you should brew the potion and safeguard his future." said Lucius seriously.

"They shouldn't," agreed Severus, "But they also shouldn't have been beaten within an inch of their life, unfortunately Harry isn't like most five year old children. Most five year olds have the attention span of a gnat, Harry is different. He observes his surroundings, listens to what people say, whether he understands it or not."

"A normal childhood will change that," said Lucius confidently.

"No, no unfortunately it won't. The responses are too ingrained into Harry now for any hope of him being a normal boy. No amount of love, attention and spoiling will change it, trust me I know." said Severus grimly.

"Well I will have to defer to your expertise Severus, I admittedly don't know much." said Lucius. He had been reading a few books, on how best to deal with abused children. He would take his role of godfather seriously, and do his best to instil some pride and confidence in the young boy before attending Hogwarts.

Chapter 25

A New Day

Harry blinked sleepily, wakening up from his sleep once again. He'd been doing so much sleeping lately, he wasn't used to it. Normally he was forced to cater to his family's every whim, whether he was sick or tired. He was so warm and cosy, it was really nice, and he couldn't help but wonder why Severus had helped him. Nobody in his life had helped him before, not even the man who'd bowed to him in a shop one day. He'd asked his aunt if he knew him, but he'd just been slapped and sent to his cupboard. He'd been locked in for three days; he should have known better he hadn't been allowed to ask questions. He was allowed now, he'd asked a few questions since coming here, and he wasn't hurt for it. He wasn't used to the food either, but it was the best he'd ever tasted. A smile spread out across his small face, he was in his bear onesie again. He really liked it; it was so soft and comfy, and kept him really warm.

The people he'd seen yesterday had given him presents! He'd never been given any before. They were in his room on his bed, and Severus had said they were his to play with whenever he wanted to. Staring down at the teddies, he felt hope renewing that he was here to stay for good. He never wanted to leave, and if he was a good boy maybe it would stay that way. Clutching his bear and dragon close, he closed his eyes and relished the warmth surrounding him. No more wakening up with loud banging on his door and forced to do chores from the tight enclosed cupboard.

"Good morning, Harry," said Severus entering his bedroom after knocking once. Not surprised to see the child awake, he had wards on him that let him know when he was awake. He would remove them in the future when Harry was more comfortable here. He didn't want the child wandering around the manor, despite the fact he had wards preventing him from going anywhere dangerous.

"Morning sir," murmured Harry shyly.

"Time to get up, let's get a bath ready for you," said Severus, wandering through to the bathroom. Filling the tub as he went about getting things Harry would need. A small towel, face cloth before pouring in some bubble bath for him. Shaking his head wryly, he really had gotten used to this routine too quickly. Lucius and Minerva were coming again today for a few hours; hopefully it would be during Harry's nap. Which by the way he would be stopping in a fortnight, he was up way later than children should be at night. Then again it might have something to do with the fact he was recovering and sleeping a lot during the day.

"Good boy," said Severus, noticing Harry had removed his onesie and was sitting on the toilet. He obviously hadn't been taught to pee standing up. Which didn't surprise him, yet another task that would fall to him. Not yet though, not until Harry was more comfortable with him, and he with Harry.

Severus moved the small blue step box to the middle of the bath, beside the handles so Harry could get in himself. He didn't want Harry to become to reliant on him, he was five years old to do so would be detrimental to his growth. He knew Harry would become reliant on him but he didn't want him to become completely dependant on him for everything. According to the book he was reading, children liked to feel independent at his age. For most part at the Dursley's he had been forced into independence, in all things.

"Come on then, up you get," said Severus keeping an eye on Harry, but as he predicted he didn't need help getting in. "Well done."

Harry smiled shyly at him, as he sat in the bath.

"Go on then, play with the toys Harry, they are yours," said Severus seriously. Handing one to him, before moving out of the bathroom. Getting Harry's stuff prepared for the day, if he continued growing at the rate he hoped, he would need to buy Harry a new wardrobe. With the potions and regular food he should sprout out. He looked more like a two year old than the five years of age he was right now. With the new potion he was trying, it should remove any permanent damage the Dursley's had inflicted on him by starving him.

Harry slowly began to remove the toys from the little colourful shelf attached to the wall. The soldiers reminded him of the ones he'd had in his cupboard. So he wasn't so reluctant to play with those, he did remain quiet, it was second nature to remain quiet to him. Nobody liked hearing his voice, and if he had cried he would have been walloped a good one. Playing with the odd looking creature, with lots of legs (tentacles) squeezing it, water spouted out its mouth causing him to giggle at the water all over his face.

"I see you like the Giant Squid," said Severus his lips twitching in amusement as he came back in.

Harry nodded, so that's what it was, a squid, he'd never seen anything like it before in his life.

"We will have visitors again today," said Severus dipping the face cloth into the water and washing Harry's face, and wiping behind his ears making sure he was properly cleaned up. "They were here yesterday and they won't hurt you, I promise. Minerva and Lucius are here to help me with something." He was hopeful by christmas that Harry would be more comfortable, so Draco could come and play with him.

"Kay," said Harry.

"Okay," said Severus automatically correcting him, it was best to help him now while his mind could absorb it. Harry was at an age where he would be able to remember things easily, the mind was like a sponge or so the book said.

"Okay," repeated Harry.

"Good," said Severus giving Harry a rare smile. Before helping Harry out of the tub, wrapping him in a towel. Harry wandered back through to the bedroom as Severus cleaned up. He could have left it to the Elves but he wasn't used to them doing everything for him.

"Would you like to take two of your toys down?" asked Severus, as Harry to dress himself.

"Yes please sir," said Harry eagerly.

Kneeling before the child, not wanting to be called 'Sir' all the time, it reminded him too much of being at Hogwarts and teaching students. It's not what he wanted Harry to think of him, his mind had been on Lucius' words and he couldn't stop himself from thinking on it. What if Lucius was right? Could it be up to him as Harry's adopted father to safe guard his future? His fingers automatically buttoning the cloak Harry had left undone.

"Harry, when I removed you from the Dursley's I adopted you, you are officially my son." said Severus softly, "There is a potion that can make it even more official, if you would like to take it." should he tell him that Dumbledore and Black could make his life hell if they tried to take him?

"Does that mean you won't take me back to the Dursley's?" asked Harry, his sorrowful green eyes beseeching the black ones of his saviour. To Harry that's exactly what Severus was, his black night in shining armour.

"Whether you take it or not, you will never end up back at the Dursley's Harry." vowed Severus firmly. "They hurt you, and it's against the law to hurt children, Harry. They are in prison for what they did, and will never get their hands on you again."

Harry's eyes widened further at that information, he didn't know what prison was but it seemed like a place where horrible people went. He didn't even spare a thought about what had happened to Dudley, after the way the boy had treated him nobody could blame him.

"The reason I ask about the potion," said Severus still deeply conflicted, if he said this then there was little doubt Harry would agree out of fear or worry. Yet whether he took it or not he had adopted Harry, he would remain with him, he wasn't a man who admitted defeat or let others tell him what to do. "Is because your other godfather could gain custody of you, he is close to Albus Dumbledore and I don't want him near you."

"Will he lock my magic again?" asked Harry innocently not understanding how grievous it was to do such a thing.

"He could, it's a bad, bad thing to do Harry, nobody should have their magic locked away." said Severus, his knees were beginning to ache on the floor.

"Can I call you daddy?" asked Harry, Dudley called Vernon that, and he had wished for years to have a daddy. He wanted it more than anything else in the world; it's what he'd prayed for stuck in his cupboard every night.

Severus stared at the five year old stunned, his mind felt as though it had shut down completely. It was the last thing he had expected out of his mouth. Perhaps Harry wasn't as emotionally scarred by what the Dursley's had done after all. Was he even ready to be a father? He'd never imagined being one in his life, not even when he'd contemplated a future with Lily when they were younger. His own father had been a bastard, and the only experience he had was with Draco and Lucius. Staring at the green eyes filled with desperation, he realized this wasn't about him. He was already officially Harry's guardian and father. This was about a desperate five year old who just wanted to be loved.

"Why do you want me to be your…dad?" asked Severus, he wouldn't do this he decided, if it was out of fear he'd be taken away. It wasn't right; nobody should make that kind of decision out of fear. He didn't care what Lucius had said, children were capable of making their own decisions he had.

"I've always wanted one," said Harry, and it was as simple as that.

"Then yes, you can call me dad," said Severus awkwardly, he could tell from the look on Harry's face it was a desire he really wanted, this had nothing to do with fear and he felt elated.

Harry sniffled his green eyes filling with tears, then two the surprise of them both Harry launched himself at his saviour. His small arms wrapping desperately around his neck, clutching him close burring his head in his neck getting it wet with tears.

Severus froze in shock, staring down at the brown messy haired child, unable to comprehend what he'd just done. He must be utterly mental; nobody in their right mind touched him. Nobody had touched him kindly apart from Lily nearly his entire life. Draco hugged his legs when he came but this…this was different. Relaxing slightly, Severus awkwardly hugged Harry back, one hand patting at his back. Harry's magic tingled against where he was against his body. Breathing deeply, he felt a strange foreign feeling, what was that? It made him feel emotional; when he felt like that his instinct was to push them away. He couldn't do that to Harry, or he would ruin any progress he'd made with the child.

Closing his eyes it dawned on him that maybe…just maybe Harry wasn't the only one being saved.

"Alright, Harry?" asked Severus, never stopping in his rubbing his back.

"Yes, dad." said Harry shyly from where he was burried in his neck.

Severus' heart clenched, he hadn't felt this emotional since Lily had died. He certainly hadn't expected this when he woke up this morning. "Let's go eat breakfast." replied Severus, patiently waiting for Harry to let go, as he did he felt ridicolous for wanting those arms back.

Minerva Floo'ed to Prince Hall, staring around curiously, there was nobody here. Not wanting to look around, feeling it too improper she waited for Severus to come. He would know someone was here; there were wards all around the place. She'd eaten at Hogwarts before coming right here; it was safe since Albus was at the Ministry trying to find Harry along with the Auror's.

A doe Patronus message startled her but she watched it appear before her waiting on what he would say. "Minerva we are in the gardens," it said before bowing low and disappearing in a mist having done its task.

Well it was a beautiful day; she couldn't blame them for wanting to make the best of it with it being summer. It wasn't like Severus to go outside though, there was a reason he was so pale, and he preferred the dungeons. Opening the living room door she made her way through the tastefully decorated foyer, the chandelier was absolutely breathtaking. The Prince's certainly had taste, she mused as she passed it and opened the front door, hopefully it would be this way and not out the back. Transforming into her Animagus form after closing the door, she bounced off enjoying some free time as a tabby cat.

As Minerva neared Severus and Harry, the child noticed her first. Quicker than lightening he had her scooped up in his arms, surprisingly not hurting her. "Look, a kitty." said Harry, showing his dad, and he was his daddy, nothing could stop him from being.

"That, Harry isn't just a kitty," smirked Severus in amusement his black eyes twinkling. "Put her back on the floor and watch."

Harry carefully sat it back down hoping she wouldn't run away, he'd never seen many animals. His aunt didn't like dogs or cats; she called them vermin, except when Marge was there. He hated that dog; it barked and growled at him, it frightened him. He shrieked when it begun to turn into the woman from yesterday, it was the most magic he'd ever seen. His green eyes watched her in awe, how had she done it? Could he do it too? He wanted to be a kitty as well! The next thing Harry knew he was looking at the world from an even lower angle.

"Dear Merlin's ghost!" said Minerva gazing at the grey kitten mesmerised. How had he managed to do that? He was five years old! It shouldn't be possible…it took years to master human transformation. She felt herself melt just staring at the grey cat, his green eyes standing out against his fur he was so cute. She went to pick him up, but the kitten flinched from her, before bounding away crawling up Severus' leg and burrowing itself in his lap.

"Severus? Are you okay?" asked Minerva swallowing thickly, he seemed to be in a state of shock.

Severus shook himself out of his thoughts, staring at her as if she was insane; he had custody of a five year old child that could apparently transform himself into an Animagus form! Of course he wasn't alright. He'd only been up a few hours and he just wanted to go back to sleep and get over the shocks of the day already. Was there any more surprises around the bloody corner?

"I am sorry, Severus," said Minerva, if she hadn't used her Animagus form Harry wouldn't have transformed himself.

"Its fine," said Severus soothing the small ball of fur, which by the way fitted comfortably in the palm of his hand without any difficulty. "Harry are you okay? Put your paw up if you are."

The little grey paw rose up, pawing at his clothes. Severus rubbed at his ears, faintly amused, perhaps the focus stone was focusing his magic more than anyone expected. He'd seen Minerva do it and then bam he was one. He was one powerful little boy, given who he had defeated…even if only temporarily he shouldn't be surprised. Bending over he placed the kitten on all four legs back on the grass, he was safe from anything that could get to him here in Prince Hall.

Minerva conjured a ball of catnip and rolled it along the glass, causing Harry to run after it. Her lips twitched at the sight, he was a beautiful kitten, but he was a beautiful boy so why not? The difference was astonishing, what had happened since yesterday to cause this?

"He seems more…happy," said Minerva sitting down next to Severus.

Severus stared at the grey ball of fur having a delightful time with the catnip Minerva had conjured before facing the woman. "He asked to call me dad," confessed Severus, still stupefied over it really.

"Really?" asked Minerva not as surprised as Severus seemed. "I'm not surprised, Severus. You took him in, saved him and are giving him everything he hasn't had since he was a year old…that of which he cannot remember."

"I haven't had him long, how can he trust so soon?" asked Severus, baffled.

"Children don't lose the capacity to trust until they are older, much more jaded that five. Despite what he has been through. I think Harry just believes in you, they also have a great capacity to love." said Minerva.

"I did not trust even as a child," said Severus bluntly.

"Yes you did, but your trust was given to a child your own age…Lily." said Minerva knowingly. "You were also much older, jaded in a way I hope Harry never gets. All the adults failed you, not just your parents...and Harry hasn't experenced that." it was only the dursley's and Figg she supposed who had failed him, he hadn't begun school and watched the rest of the adults ignore him or the signs in front of their eyes.

"Perhaps," said Severus thoughtfully.

"He's adapting to magic with finesse," said Minerva proudly.

"He's adapting to everything too easily," said Severus his voice conveying just how much it was freaking him out.

"They are resilient." replied Minerva. "Did you read the newspaper?"

"No, I didn't, I was too stunned," confessed Severus, he'd barely eaten any breakfast. Things were just moving to fast, he was getting too attached to Harry. Then there was the fact Harry was getting attached enough to want to call him dad. Not only that but the will reading, Black and Dumbledore, it was all happening at once. He'd wanted to wait until Harry was eleven years old before anyone found out.

"They are transferring Sirius Black from Azkaban to the Ministry to stand trial to find out." said Minerva giving him the rundown.

"The Daily Prophet knows?" asked Severus surprised.

"Mmm, Rita Skeeters, she gets her nose in places it has no right being in." said Minerva.

"Indeed," said Severus, wincing at the sharp claws bending over he picked up the exhausted kitten. Now was the moment of truth if Harry could transform himself back or not, thankfully Minerva was here if he couldn't. "I would like to see a human boy, Harry. Just want to turn back to normal and it should happen."

Severus waited patiently, he turned to Minerva, just about to nod at her to help Harry when he transformed into a child once again. Harry scooted as far away from Minerva as he could, it seemed despite earlier he wasn't ready to trust her just yet. "You are a clever boy!" said Severus mesmerised.

Harry smiled shyly, his chest heaving up and down quicker than normal; with all the exercise he had it wasn't surprising. He huddled against his dad, he wasn't a freak, here he was normal and it's all he'd ever wanted.

"You are very clever," agreed Minerva.

"That's Lucius, perhaps we should take this inside," said Severus, standing up, placing the exhausted child on his hip before both of them wandered in. At least Harry would be down for his nap during this meeting like he had wanted.

"Accio Harry's toys," said Minerva grabbing the bouncy ball and colouring and much to her amusement the transfigured catnip ball also came flying through mid air, before getting in step with Severus.

"I recognized the ring," said Severus as they were ejected from the pensive. They felt like they were in the twilight zone, watching Tom Riddle as a student at Hogwarts. Charming the students, even Minerva when he was younger. He had been one hell of a teachers pet, especially with Slughorn. It was certainly a side they had never encountered with the Slytherin heir/Dark Lord.

"You should," said Minerva.

"Should I?" asked Severus sitting down.

"The Gaunt's," said Lucius as realisation dawned. "My father ranted about how such a great name could come to ruins. I think my great grandfather had hoped to merge both names, but when he met Merope Gaunt he decided against it. She was nothing more than a squib if I remember correctly. The ring, it was on the fathers hand when he was arrested…his picture was in the newspaper."

"Yes, but she gave birth to one of the most powerful wizards we've seen, Merope Gaunt is Tom Riddle's mother." said Minerva bluntly.

"I have never seen the Dark Lord with it on, have you?" asked Severus.

"No," said Lucius, "But I did go to the shop and found out that a Slytherin locket was appraised along with a Huffelpuff cup. According to Borgin the woman was found dead, a House Elf was arrested for the murder…and the items were never found." he didn't mention how much it cost to get the information out of Borgin. Honestly he half just wanted to drug the idiot with Veritaserum and get his answers. Nonetheless it was worth it, they had two items now that could be potential Horcruxes.

"Finding out what items could be Horcruxes doesn't help us, we do not know where they are." said Severus reluctantly.

"Yeah, true," said Lucius looking defeated. "Wait…there is only one possible place for the cup to be, the Ministry ceased the Lestrange properties…everything will be in Gringotts." going from defeated to elated in a matter of seconds.

"Of course," said Severus nodding his head.

"Narcissa would be able to get it," said Lucius. She was a Black, which meant they had to move quickly before Sirius Black received control of them again…or rather took control since the vaults weren't ceased since he didn't receive a trial.

"Which leaves two potential Hogwarts heir items, the diadem and the sword, none of which have been glimpsed since the founder's time." said Minerva.

"There is one thing that would know," said Severus wryly, his eyes twinkling deviously.

"What?" asked Minerva and Lucius curiously.

"Actually three things, maybe four." said Severus. "The sorting hat, then there are the House Elves, not to forget the ghosts and Portraits." everyone dismissed them when they shouldn't they were everywhere, they saw everything.

"I shall ask Narcissa to accompany me to Gringotts," said Lucius.

"I'll ask around find out what I can," said Minerva. "I'll come tomorrow afternoon for Harry's first tutoring session."

Chapter 26

Tutoring concerns, Trials and Horcruxes

Severus was currently writing down all information they'd gathered so far about the Horcruxes on a large piece of parchment. He wanted to find them all and destroy every single one of them so Harry didn't have to put up with the horror he'd lived with as a teenager. Lily had wanted Harry to grow up in a word without fear; it's why she'd been so involved in the war during the last year and a half of her life. She was determined to see Voldemort's reign brought to an end, she hadn't cared about the prophecy, but fear for her son had forced her to go into hiding to protect her son, who had become Voldemort's number one target. He would continue her quest, to rid the world of the Dark Lord and put a permanent end to his reign of terror. Harry would go to Hogwarts and enjoy life, without a looming threat hovering over him. That's if he sent Harry to Hogwarts, with Dumbledore there he wasn't sure if he liked the idea.

"Go play with your toys sweetie," said Minerva as both of them entered the living room which Severus used mostly as an office.

Harry looked over at his dad, smiling when Severus nodded at him he wandered over to the large box that contained all his new toys. A large parcel of things came but he hadn't been able to play with them. His daddy had wanted him to go with Minnie and 'be educated' he'd said.

"Lunch sir," said the Elf placing the large platter on the table before disappearing since her Master was busy.

"Harry, come and get some lunch, you may take it over there while you play, just don't make a mess." said Severus, handing him the plate with crisps, fruit and a sandwich on it. Pouring a glass of milk, he floated it over to Harry's colourful play table. Harry wandered back over, placing the plate beside the milk and gleefully dug into his lunch.

"How did it go?" asked Severus.

"He only knew two of the animals in the book, Severus he is so far behind other children in developments." said Minerva pursing her lips, as much as she wanted to say Harry was good she just couldn't. Not that it was Harry's fault, far from it, but she had to let Severus know so it could be rectified. "Cat and Dog were the only two he recognized."

"I suspected as much," said Severus nodding in acknowledgement to Minerva's words.

"It's not a lost cause of course, it just means we might need an extra half hour to get him caught up with others of his age." said Minerva. "He is very advanced in speaking, most children Harry's age do not speak that way."

"That's because he hasn't been around children, he's imitating the adults around him." said Severus.

"Yes, I suspected as much. I think he would be better of continuing that way." said Minerva. "Perhaps a nice outing to the beach would help him along."

Severus stared at her drolly; did he look like someone who spent time at the beach? Staring over at Harry, he sighed resignedly, he couldn't remain the 'dungeon bat' while looking after a child. His heart clenched, every time he thought about Harry calling him Daddy. He had continued to do so, and Severus didn't have it in his heart to stop him. At least he knew that he'd had another dad, and he wasn't going to be accused of lying down the road.

"Has he said anything about the Potion?" asked Minerva changing the subject, Severus had confessed all to her and Lucius. Severus was surprised by how resilient Harry was, but Severus wasn't used to being around young children so everything was new to him. With Minerva and Lucius though, Severus was learning quickly that everything that was happening was fine and normal at least for a small child who had been abused.

"No, but he did ask about it the evening you left," said Severus. "He wanted to know if it hurt to take it, which doesn't surprise me."

"Will it?" enquired Minerva. She hadn't thought about it, but now that it was raised she was curious herself.

"With him being so young no, if he decided to take it say at the age of eleven or twelve it may. As you know my family tend to be on the tall side." replied Severus wryly, he'd even been taller than Potter and Lily even at the age of eleven.

"Indeed," said Minerva dryly, Severus towered over her when he stood up and most of the teachers at Hogwarts.

"At least he is at the age where most children begin to be tutored, what are you going to do long term?" asked Minerva, curious about Severus' long term plans.

"To be honest, Minerva I haven't thought that far." said Severus rubbing his temple in agitation. "I need someone that will treat Harry normally, someone that I trust and will educate Harry properly in all areas he would need to know. I don't want anyone treating him as if he's special, letting him off with murder and letting him skate by just because of what happened when he was a baby."

"Perhaps taking Lucius up on his offer may be the best idea then," said Minerva thoughtfully.

"Indeed," replied Severus, "Coffee or Tea?"

"I think I'll have a coffee, I didn't get much sleep last night." said Minerva watching as Severus made them both a cup and brought over some lunch for them to nibble on. "Have you thought about asking Remus? It would give him a much needed income and perhaps make him loyal to you and Harry. It would help distance him from Albus."

"He hasn't even tried to see Harry once, otherwise he would have known what was going on and taken him from the abuse." said Severus protesting violently against that idea.

"You of all people know how convincing Albus can be," said Minerva sternly, "You stayed as a teacher despite the fact HE was gone. You felt as if you owed him, Remus feels exactly the same way for being allowed a Hogwarts education."

"That is a different situation," said Severus arguing half heatedly but Minerva had already won the argument.

"It is your situation was just remaining at Hogwarts, not a hardship at all. Remus was probably told to stay away from his best friend's son." said Minerva. "I stayed away as well, but I wasn't as close to the child as Remus and Sirius were. It was difficult for me, I constantly wanted to go and see if he was alright, I cannot imagine what Remus has been through."

"You've made your point," said Severus wryly.

"As Harry's father now, it's entirely up to you." said Minerva. "At least Remus would treat him fairly; I doubt he cares for him as 'The Boy Who Lived'."

"Indeed," said Severus dryly.

Severus was distracted when Harry came over and handed him a bowl, looking into it, he found scrunched up paper, crayons a few pieces of fruit and the crust from his sandwich and a brown spoon (where he'd gotten that he did not know). He accepted it, slightly bemused. "What is this?" he enquired his attention solely focused on Harry.

"A potion," said Harry proudly.

Severus' lips twitched, barely able to suppress his amusement. "I see, and what is it going to do?"

"Nutrition potion!" he explained staring intently at the bowl.

"Indeed," said Severus, his black eyes twinkling brightly. "Thank you, Harry, go play." he placed the bowl on the table shaking his head wryly.

Harry beamed at Severus before scuttling off to do something else.

"Do not even think about it." said Severus staring at Minerva who was trying and nearly unsuccessful in holding her laughter.

"You've been brewing potions around him?" asked Minerva still finding the entire thing hilarious.

"Twice," said Severus, "He has been in the lab a three times, one when his eyesight was corrected and again when I was brewing nutrition potion and one to help him gain the height he'd missed out on at the Dursley's." He was rather proud of Harry, he'd watched him and remained where he'd put him, on the stool.

"Ah," said Minerva smiling. "I think I might get him a Junior Potions kit."

"I already have three," replied Severus seriously.

"Which levels?" asked Minerva curiously.

"The first three," said Severus, there were ten different junior potion kit levels, and level one, two and three had been the ones he got. They were for children three and up, the higher ones were for older children aged eight to ten. Every one of them required adult supervision at all times, since it was potion ingredients after all.

"Then I might get him the next level up, I have no doubt with you there he will get through them rather quickly." said Minerva, eyeing the bowl, it was obvious to her that Harry wished desperately to please Severus. The child had obviously picked up Severus' love for potions, he truly was observant like Severus had said.

Severus' lips twitched again.

"Are you attending Black's trial?" asked Severus once again changing the subject.

"I hadn't decided," confessed Minerva sipping her coffee now that it was cool enough to drink.

"I was thinking perhaps you should bring the Mutt here," said Severus, "So he can get our side of the story before Dumbledore fills his head with manipulation and makes things uncomfortable." he was terrified the Wizengamot would take Black's side in sympathy. They had wrongfully imprisoned him; they would probably give over custody of Harry in a bid to right their wrong. He didn't want that happening, not only would it confuse and hurt Harry deeply, it would set him back and Black wasn't suited to raising a child. He was an immature idiot; Harry would grow up not knowing structure and rules. He was Godfather and uncle material, not a father figure at least he hadn't been in the past.

"You would willingly allow Sirius Black in your home? Run the risk of him going straight to Dumbledore and revealing everything?" asked Minerva utterly stunned. Harry had changed him already, glancing over at the child she realized he wasn't the only one being saved, somehow someway Severus was being saved too.

"At least here I can do some serious damage limitation," said Severus gravely. "I don't want him here, but given the alternative…I've decided it's for the best."

"And Remus?" enquired Minerva, things were coming together nicely, she was proud of Severus for his new outlook on life.

Severus lip curling was her answer. "I'll give you a Portkey so you can bring him right here and hopefully avoid Albus altogether."

"You want Albus on my tail?" asked Minerva.

Severus smirked "If you do not want to I can simply send one of the Elves. Although having you here may make things easier." conceded Severus.

"I'll do it, it seems the outcome of Albus finding out is inevitable anyway." said Minerva.

"Not necessarily, without the Mutt he doesn't have a leg to stand on." said Severus, which was why he was doing it, to starve him of any support he may gather to get his hands on Harry. For the moment Harry was still simply 'lost' and if he had his way Dumbledore would continue to think that.

"True," conceded Minerva.

"While you do that, I'm going to have to talk to Harry about his Animagus form, make sure he doesn't use it willy nilly." said Severus. He wasn't going to stop Harry from using it, just inform him not to do it without an adult present or to go wandering in it. He really should add Animagus spells to the rooms and the doors so Harry couldn't leave the manor without him. He did have a tracking charm on him, and he was legally in his right to keep it on until Harry was a teenager. He didn't want to, but he would do anything to keep him safe.

"He is so beautiful in his Animagus form," said Minerva proudly, grey hair and green eyed anyone would fall in love with him. Of course anyone would fall in love with him when he was a normal boy; he was so polite and shy.

"Completely besides the point, he cannot just turn into a cat whenever he feels like it." said Severus seriously. Although he had to admit, Harry was adorable in his Animagus form, not that he'd admit it on pain of death.

"Of course not," said Minerva, "I'm sure Harry will listen to you, he pays a great deal of attention to you and everything you do. The potion is a good example of that." she said pointing towards the bowl Harry had given Severus.

"I know," said Severus amused.

"If I have to attend the trial, I best depart now." said Minerva, glancing at the grandfather clock in the corner of the room.

"Thank you for doing this, Minerva, I do appreciate it." said Severus gratefully.

"Well, Harry is my godson now, I have to do what's best for him." said Minerva, feeling warmed by Severus' thanks, he didn't normally say those kinds of things. "Has Lucius managed to get the Huffelpuff cup?"

"I do not know, I'm sure he will let me know if he succeeds." replied Severus thoughtfully.

"I'll see you in a few hours," said Minerva standing, "Goodbye Harry, I will see you soon."

"Bye Minnie," said Harry shyly, getting used to Lucius and Minnie now that he knew and realized they wouldn't be taking him away from his daddy.

Severus chuckled at the name Harry had for Minerva, but the name was so difficult to say especially for a five year old. Minerva flushed glaring at Severus half-heartedly before disappearing through the Floo.

"Harry, come up here for a minute please," said Severus gesturing towards his knee, it was time to have a talk about magic.

Harry walked over and climbed on Severus' knee, staring up at him half worried half curious about what he wanted. His large green eyes staring into Black ones, waiting.

"Harry...magic isn't a toy; it must be treated with respect at all times. You need to be careful turning into a kitten. I'm not saying you can't or shouldn't, I just want you to be with me when you do turn into an Animagus. It's very dangerous to do it without adult supervision. You could end up trapped as a kitten, and I might not be able to find you...do you understand?" asked Severus, having to tell him the consequences he had to make sure Harry truly understood what could happen should he play around with his Animagus form.

"Yes," said Harry solemnly.

"What did I say?" asked Severus wanting confirmation.

"Not to turn into a kitten unless you are there, it's very dangerous and I mustn't play with magic." said Harry proudly.

"Well done, good boy." said Severus hopefully that would have gotten through to him. "Go on then, go play."

"Will I get to look at animals again?" asked Harry hopefully.

"Of course, how about we look at one tonight?" replied Severus, planning on teaching Harry himself even when he wasn't being tutored.

"YES!" cheered Harry, hoping from Severus' lap and going back to his toys excitedly.

"Ah, Minerva, I did not expect you here," said Albus, surprised to see her there.

"Sirius used to be my student, I don't see why it's a surprise," said Minerva staring curiously at the Headmaster. Wondering what he planned if Sirius was innocent, either way she was about to put a spanner in his work. Harry was happy with Severus, and she wasn't about to see him removed - not for any reason. Not only was Harry starting to get better and open up, he loved Severus already. Then there was the fact that Severus was more alive than she'd ever seen him before.

"Of course," said Albus, sitting himself down he wasn't presiding over the trial. Since they'd found out about the Dursley's he hadn't been favoured at all. He had lost the respect, as well as his place as the Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot, he was holding onto the Headmaster's position by the skin of his teeth. He was hoping finding and bringing the child back into the magical world would smooth things over and get everything back to normal. Hopefully Black would be able to find him through the Godfather/son bond. Then he could begin moulding the boy through Black who always hung onto his words. Perhaps it was for the best that it happened so soon, a child was more impresionable than a teenager.

"Bring in the accused," said Cornelius starting the proceedings, only the wizengamot, Dumbledore, Cornelius, Amelia Bones and the scribe Penelope Cooper was in attendance. The trial was going to be a short one, they were here only to find out if he was innocent as the will may suggest. They'd been given a copy of it by Gringotts, since it dealt with the heir to the Black fortune since the rest of the Black's were dead.

"Sirius Black, Minister." said Moody bringing in Black with more care than they usually handled with criminals. He didn't even spare a glance for Dumbledore, who he wasn't happy with at all, he'd been investigating at Privet Drive the information he'd learned turned his stomach. He was placed on the seat before Moody made his retreat.

"Sirius Black, do you consent to the use of Veritaserum to get to the bottom of this matter?" asked Cornelius beginning by being frank.

"Veritaserum?" asked Sirius blankly; since it was a new invention he couldn't be expected to know what it was.

"A powerful truth potion," added Cornelius.

"Yes," murmured Sirius bewildered.

"One drop will do," said Cornelius as Penelope stood up to administer it.

"What is your name?" asked Amelia once the potion had been given to Sirius.

"Sirius Orion Black." started the convict.

"What happened on Halloween? Start at the beginning." asked Amelia.

"I woke up, went work, and came home…later that night I went to check on Peter, he wasn't at his hideout. I grew worried; I immediately took off towards Godric's Hollow. I used my enchanted motorbike, it was dark by the time I got there, but people were milling around, the house was in ruins, right next to where Harry's nursery was. I ran in, James was lying on the floor…I heard Harry crying and bolted up the stairs. Lily was gone, and Harry was crying, demanding to be lifted up. I had just managed to calm Harry down stopping him from seeing his parents…when Hagrid arrived. He took Harry off me, claiming he was to take Harry to Dumbledore, on Dumbledore's orders. I knew Harry would be safe with Dumbledore since nobody would attack him. Not that I had a choice, Hagrid took Harry off me, and I wasn't going to risk my godsons life by righting over it." said Sirius hoarsely.

"Excuse me? Hagrid took the child on Dumbledore's orders despite the fact you were his godfather and were legally responsible for him?" asked Amelia glancing at Dumbledore disapprovingly.

Dumbledore's heart sank; he hadn't expected these events to get out. He'd expected them to realize Black was innocent and get it over with. Dear Merlin, his reputation was ripped and torn as it was, without adding this to it. The looks on everyone's face infuriated him, he had destroyed Grindelwald for them all, and they had the nerve to judge him for doing what was best? Voldemort would be back and Potter need kept in line.

"Yes," confessed Sirius.

"What happened after?" asked Cornelius.

"I went after Pettigrew, determined to get revenge on him for what he did to my best friends. In the early morning I successfully managed to corner him after hunting all night. He was yelling and screaming at me for betraying Lily and James, making me even madder. He drew out his wand, before I knew it he cast a blasting spell, cut off his own finger and took off into a sewer in his Animagus form. It was only once I was in Azkaban did I find out Voldemort had been defeated by my godson. So giving him over to Dumbledore to keep him safe had been for nothing. If I had just told Hagrid no, I would not have been imprisoned." said Sirius, able to talk thoroughly but tell the truth since he hadn't been given three drops of the powerful truth serum.

"He's an Animagus?" asked Amelia.

"We all were," said Sirius.

"What are you all?" asked Cornelius.

"I'm a dog that resembles the grim, Pettigrew is a rat and James was a stag." said Sirius.

'And Harry is a cat' thought Minerva, and he'd learned well before anyone and with one single try. She was very proud of her godson, and so grateful she was able to be part of his life. With Severus, he would take his place as the Potter heir or rather Potter-Snape heir when the time came. Not enter Hogwarts completely clueless about everything.

"Do you have any idea where Pettigrew may have gone?" asked Cornelius.

"No," confessed Sirius a maddening glint in his eye.

"Sirius Black you are innocent of the crimes in which you were imprisoned for, since you were an illegal Animagus we shall conceder it squared. Now before you leave, you will go to the registry and register your Animagus form." said Amelia.

"Yes, ma'am." said Sirius grateful she hadn't asked the how long and why, he under no circumstances wanted to betray Remus, despite the fact the man hadn't visited him even once. "Will I be allowed my job back?"

"If you pass the physical and written tests I don't see why not." said Amelia Bones, "But I think you should wait a year or two before coming back, you need to recover from the affects the Dementors have had on you."

"Yes ma'am." said Sirius gratefully.

"You won't be taking part in the hunt for Peter Pettigrew, even if you do return as an Auror. You must understand we cannot risk you blundering things up." said Cornelius seriously.

Sirius grumbled under his breath not happy at all.

"Can I get custody of my godson?" asked Sirius. "Where is he? Can I at least get visitation rights until he's used to me?" as much as he wanted to take him for good, he knew the Ministry wouldn't allow it. The child always came first, especially magical children. If you uproot them, it would upset the child and their magic, and it was important not to do that.

"Sirius, we need to talk," said Dumbledore, "I shall let him know what's happening."

"But first I shall accompany him to get his Animagus form registered," said Minerva standing up, she knew where it was. She had signed up her own Animagus when she was a young woman; she had done it because of her own Transfiguration mastery.

"Alright," murmured Sirius staring at them weirdly, why were they acting so oddly?

"I shall accompany you," said Dumbledore, not letting Black out of his sight.

"We will be back in a few minutes," said Minerva brushing the invitation off.

"Its fine," said Dumbledore insistently.

The walk and elevator ride was in total silence and tense too. Sirius signed the registry, turning into his Animagus form and allowing the woman to see and take a picture of it. As soon as they were out of the room and in the hallway of the Ministry he turned and asked the question that was burning him.

"Where's Harry?" asked Sirius once they were done staring at them not about to budge.

Minerva removed the Portkey touching Sirius she whispered the words to activate it and disappeared with the Black heir. The last thing she saw was the enraged shocked look on Dumbledore's face his mouth opened but whatever he was going to say was lost as the Ministry disappeared and Prince Manor took its place. Minerva helped Sirius holding him still as he regained control of his equilibrium.