summary: harry traveled all over the world with his godfather Sirius. Now he wants to finish school in England.

disclaimer: i don't own any of the characters of hp.

tis is my first fic. hope you like it

Chapter 1

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Harry closed his alarm and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. He heard Sirius getting in the shower, singing with a rather false tone.

"Cuz baby, you're meant for meeee!!!"

Harry snorted; life with Sirius was never dull. Harry remembered how he first met Sirius.

FLASHBACK

Harry had just run away from the Dursley's and was hiding in a nearby park. He was just one year old when his parents died in a car crash. He was then brought to the Dursley's, his mother's relatives who treated him like a servant. Luckily this only went on for 2 years.

Then one day Sirius Black, his godfather, rang on the doorbell. He was the one who should have gotten custody of him, but a few months before his parents' crash, he got called to the USA for a case. A Peter Pettigrew tried to frame him for murder and he was arrested. Only recently he had gotten free.

He almost broke down when he came back and heard from the car crash that killed his longtime friends James and Lily (Harry's parents) and looked desperately for Harry. When he came to the Dursley's to pick him up and saw a small dirty-looking boy dressed in rags, he was rather tempted to sue the Dursley's .Instead he got them to sign the custody papers and took him away. Harry hasn't seen the Dursley's since then.

Sirius worked for the government, and since he was rather handsome he did some things in the entertainment, like photo shoots. His work required him to travel a lot and live for a few months in different countries.

Thankfully Harry always was a rather smart boy and picked up the languages pretty easily. Now he could fluently speak 12 languages, 13 if you include Latin. He had seen a lot of the world and was incredibly intelligent and athletic. He could hack government computers if he wanted to and flew a plane when he was 14. He was quite good in archery, skating, surfing, snowboarding and various other sports. He had black belts in almost every martial art you could think of. He joined quit a lot of tournaments in the countries that they stayed and more often than not won them.

Because of this he had a rather fit physique. The Dursley's had malnourished him, but since it was only one year, this was easily remedied. Now he was 6 ft tall and had a slim and lightly muscled body. His hair was stylishly cut in layers till about his chin. He preferred it this way, 'cause his bangs mostly covered a lightning shaped scar, a reminder of the crash. Magazines nicknamed him Lightning Child, since he was as fast as lightning.

His hair had a few red and auburn shaped streak, like naturals highlights. He guessed it cam from his mother, just like his almond shaped, emerald eyes and easily tanned skin, making him look slightly exotic. Luckily (or unfortunately in his opinion) he also inherited her high cheek bones, slim body, shiny silky hair and thick long eyelashes, wich gave him an androgynous look.

All in all he was drop dead gorgeous, which he was rather oblivious too. Since he was bisexual, a lot of girls and guys keep hitting on him, though he didn't quite notice it. Sirius of course did, and had a lot of fun thinking of the unfruitful attempts of various teens. Yet he was also relieved, because frankly, he was overprotective of Harry.

END FLASHBACK

Just as he finished making coffee, Sirius entered the room.

"Hey squirt, smells good! What you making?"

"How about … my famous Brussel waffles with hot chocolate sauce?"

"Ooooh, you mean the one that made the judge at the culinair cooking contest practically moan?"Sirius drooled.

Harry snickered: "yep, that's the one."

"Oooh, give me some please?" Sirius begged with puppy eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, no need to bring up the puppy eyes," Harry rolled his eyes.

"Hey! That was just in case you decide to make only for yourself and let miserable me starve." Sirius whined.

"That was only because you pranked me the day before, and it's not my fault that you suck at cooking."

"Why would I ever need to learn to cook when I have you, my own master chef and model son, to do it for me."

"And what would you do in case I get sick or grow up and leave?"

"Oh the horror," Sirius mock fainted, "as if I would ever let you leave. BTW ever heard of TAKE-OUT?"

"Just shut up and eat your waffles. I'm gonna go jogging in the park."

"Ok! Hey, don't forget we have a photo shoot at eleven. Don't stay too long."

"Don't worry! I didn't forget! Bye!"