Misconception

Written by: HoshiHikari

Disclaimer: I do not own HP

Summary: Tom Riddle regained his body at the end of Harry's second year. Sirius escaped Azkaban a month before the wizardry world realized it. When the past begins to resurface and the dead begin to reappear, Harry begins to realize that nothing is as it appears. Sirius struggles to prove his innocence to Harry while trying to save all the innocence that the boy has lost.

Author Notes: "…." talk Italic thoughts/dreams /…/ Parseltongue Snake language I'm going to update my bio often so please check it out. In addition, the timeline of the Rowling's book have been altered to fit the premises of this fanfic.

Chapter 16 Road to recovery

"They tell me to let go but I refuse to do so. They don't understand, they can't understand. No one knows what happen that day as I refuse to speak of it. Both Sirius and Dumbledore have tried to press it out of me, but I've held firm and now I believe that even they have given up hope of discovering the truth."

Here Harry took the left hand of the unconscious man before him and held it close to his heart.

"What happen then will always remain here in my heart. It'll always be our secret." Harry then squeezed the hand as though he wanted to give reassurance.

"Sirius says he's gone, Voldemort that is and Dumbledore seems to agree with him. It's been four years of peace with the exception of Death Eater rebellions. Voldemort has showed neither head nor hind in both reality and my dreams which also means my scar hasn't hurt since that day we fell unconscious. Still I refuse to believe he's gone, because I know you're alive, despite what others say and so Voldemort must also be alive."

Harry was extremely sure of himself of that point. He refused to believe otherwise because believing otherwise meant….

"Moony please wake up soon. Remus I need you here the way I need Sirius."

There was a knock on the door before it swung open and someone else step in."

"Harry?"

"Yeah Sirius?" Harry asked his Godfather without turning.

"Can I have a word with you?"

Harry did not give his Godfather a direct reply. Instead he continued to speak with the man on the bed.

"Remus I won't abandon you, so don't abandon me. Please wake up soon."

I'm alive, but for how long? Do I even want to go back to the land of the living when I'm hanging so close to the land of the dead? I can see them those of the dead, but I can also smell, feel and hear those of the living. Hanging here in limbo I know I must decide one or the other and I must decide soon.

When I first was thrown out of Harry's mind all I wanted to do was jump up and return to his side as soon as possible. The problem was my body did not respond, it refused to respond, and so I had to suffer through the initial stages of Harry's recovery. I could do nothing to ease his pain, all I seemed to do was add onto it. I suppose I should thank Sirius for putting Harry back together, but I can't.

Sirius and Harry, Harry and Sirius, the two would be good for each other. I've seen their relationship grow and I've come to realize that having one more would only rock that delicate balance.

They don't need me.

"No!" Harry screamed, horrified at what Sirius had said. His eyes were wide with bewilderment. "How dare you even suggest a thing Sirius? He's your best friend! He's the reason why you're alive!"

"Harry listen to me." Sirius said softly, struggling to present his case.

"No, you listen! Remus is alive. I will not murder him and that's what you're telling to me to do."

"How do you know? It's been 4 years Harry, we don't know when he'll wake."

"I don't care! He will wake because he's alive, the way Voldemort will be back. I have doubt of either."

"You merely want Voldemort to be alive, because admitting killing him would mean you've killed Remus as well."

"NO! Shut up Murderer!" Harry screamed, pounding a fist into Sirius' chest. "He's your best friend damn it!"

"I KNOW HE'S MY BEST FRIEND!" Sirius exploded. "OVER 30 BLOODY YEARS TO BE EXACT. DO YOU THINK IT'S EASY FOR ME? DO YOU THINK YOU'RE THE ONLY ONE WHO IS SUFFERING HERE? YOU'VE ONLY KNOWN PROFESSOR LUPIN FOR LESS THENA YEAR, I'VE KNOWN MOONY FOR A LIFETIME. REMY AND I…" Sirius stopped, his voice chocked and he could say no more. "Remy and I…."

For the first time since Harry had woken up, he watched his Godfather crumbled under pressure. He felt guilt wash over his entire body.

"I can't do it." Harry said at last deciding to choose his words carefully. "Even if you are right and Voldemort is gone, I refuse to give Remus up. We're family Sirius, the three of us and without one, we'll always be incomplete."

Harry and Sirius' fight did not escape my notice. How could it, with Sirius shouting at top of his lungs. For a long time I've felt that Sirius didn't want me here, it's always had been a façade. Perhaps he did for a time, but knowing Sirius the way I do, I have no doubt he has decided to let go. I can't blame him. How can I? Besides, now more then ever how can I awake and intrude into their relationship? Harry will soon learn that Sirius is right.

"Did you want to see me Madame Promfry?" Harry asked uncertainly.

"Yes Harry. I was wondering why it was my wards and not you who informed me of Lupin's turn for the worst."

Harry pushed passed the nurse and entered the room, walking straight up to the man. He was surprised when his hand touched his Professor's to find it colder then he had yesterday.

"I thought I made you agree that if you were to visit him everyday, you'll report to me if he turns better or worst." Poppy continued. "Why didn't you. You know the importance of…"

"He was fine when I left yesterday."

"Then you have no idea why he's gotten worst?"

"I…I.." Harry thought a bit before it clicked. "Sirius, I'll kill him!"

"Pardon me, but what does Black have to…" Poppy too cut herself off with an 'Oh' as she remembered what Ron and Hermione who had been present in another room at the time had told everyone of what had happened.

"I'll have a chat with Black." She said giving Harry a sympathetic look. "But that doesn't mean he's completely wrong."

"I still stand by my beliefs." Harry retorted firmly. Poppy said no more as she exited the room, leaving the two to themselves.

"Remus," Harry began tentatively, the first time unsure of what to say to the older man. He took in a deep breath and then decided to speak directly from his heart. He knew that if Remus' reaction to Sirius outburst was anything to go by, he had to be very careful in what he said and did next.

"When I first came out of the coma, I was very withdrawn. It was Sirius' idea to talk to you, even if you didn't respond. Both talking with you and with the help of Sirius I slowly began healing. It is true that Sirius is a huge part of my life, but that's only that, a part of it. You make up the other part. When I said that I need you here, I meant it."

Harry stopped to think of what else to say.

"You've missed so much of my life. I've learned so much and I've matured greatly. One day when you wake, you'll regret it, but it'll be okay, because you are awake. That's all I want. Forget about what everyone says, forget about what Sirius wants. For once let me be selfish. Damn it, I still have promises to keep. I still have to impress you. You said we were a family, the three of us. Remus…"

"And I'll personally murder you myself if you don't let my Godson be selfish." Sirius' voice came directly behind Harry, causing the younger man to jump. "You owe him that much for being away so long."

Harry turned and stared tearfully at Sirius. Sirius ignored his Godson.

"Forgive me Remus, I was wrong." Again Sirius paused. "Harry is my pup the way he's your cub." Here Sirius glanced at Harry and the latter turned away with a guilty expression. "More so yours then mine. I won't say Padfoot would relinquish all control, but I'll be damned if Moony gave up without a fight."

Sirius then took something out of his pocket and handed it to Harry. Harry took one look at it before taking it without a word. He reached out and placed it on Remus' bedside table.

"Graduation wouldn't be the same without you. I hope you can make it."

Harry needs me. Sirius needs me. They need me. They really do. I've always known Harry does, but now even Sirius. Sirius really was being serious. Maybe I should go back to them. Maybe I was wrong to think that they didn't need me.

Out of all the days to be disappointed, he couldn't have picked a happier day then this one. Harry was surrounded by his peers, his family and friends, yet he was disappointed. On this very day of great importance, the one person he had hopped to see, was again missing. Graduation was half way through, all that was needed to complete it was to receive his diploma and give a short thank you speech when he did.

"Parkinson, Pansy" Horace Slughorn who had replaced Snape, since 3rd year called out the name of his student. Harry watched absent mindedly as Pansy stood, walked to the front, and began to give her speech. He wasn't listening. All he did was stare at Sirius and the Weasleys as he ran through his own speech. In the short time frame he was allotted to speak, he would have to thank many people. Glancing down at his fingers he began to count.

"Potter, Harry James" McGonagall called out, startling him. Hastily he jumped onto his feet, knocking his chair down in the process. This caused howls of laughter and snickering across the room. As he straightened up his chair, he felt a pair of eyes staring intently at him. Turning to the source, he saw a bright white light flash before him before he heard the click of a camera. When he realized who the man behind the camera was, the shock look on his face turned into elastic joy. The man who was standing at the back of the room, slowly pushed himself through the crowd, both his eyes and mouth were laughing as he mercilessly took pictures.

"Mr. Potter?" McGonagall's voice had turned stern. He was sure she hadn't noticed who he saw, or she would have allowed the moment of stunned shock. As quickly as possibly, while keeping an eye on the approaching man, Harry made his way to the front.

"Tonight is the happiest night of my life. Sirius, the Weasleys, Hermione, Headmaster, Professor McGonagall, my friends and supports, I'll like to take this chance to thank each and everyone of you. I wouldn't be standing up here today without your constant support." Harry paused, this time turning his attention to the new comer. "Remus I'll like to thank you personally for everything. You are the first person who sacrificed everything to give me everything. I can never show enough of my appreciation."

"Go on then Emeralds, impress me." Remus Lupin who was now standing next to Sirius caused the latter man to jump into the air when he spoke. Sirius immediately turned to lo to ok at his friend only to have snapshots taken by his laughing companion.

"REMUS JOHN LUPIN!" Sirius bellowed both happy and angry at the same time. He was going to pounce on the man, only to have Remus flea from him. The two forgetting that they were adults began to act as chase each other. From above, Harry watched with a smile tugging on his face.

"If you would all excuse me, I believe I have some matters to attend to." Harry said softly. He glanced at the Headmaster who's eyes told him it was okay for him to leave early. Giving one last nod to Dumbledore, Harry dashed off to find his guardians.

Complete! This is the last chapter of Misconceptions. Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed.