Title: Scenes From a Childhood
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Sirius (father and son) eventual Harry/Ginny
Spoiler: All the books, Pottermore and Harry Potter Wiki (mostly)
Category: Angst, Family, General, Friendship, AU
Warning: Not always kind to Dumbledore. I love him dearly, but he doesn't come off the best in some chapters, but I am not bashing him.
Summary: Scenes from Harry's childhood with Sirius.
Feedback: No flames, flying objects or flaming flying objects please
Disclaimer: I don't own them, I'm just playing with them, don't sue me.
Author's Note: This is a series (I hope) of one shots of what I think Harry's childhood would've been like if he'd been raised by Sirius instead of the Dursleys. So this is very AU. This is only my second Harry Potter fic, so please be nice. I try to keep true to the facts of the Wizarding world, but some facts have been fudged or made up to suit my needs.
Sirius' heart plummeted into his stomach as he approached Peter's hideout. The windows were dark, even though the sun was going down and there was no answer to the doorbell. A simple Alohamora opened the door and the moment he stepped inside, his worst fears had been confirmed.
Peter was gone. There was no sign of him and there was no sign of a struggle. In an instant, Sirius realized that he'd placed the lives of his brother-without-blood, sister-in-law and godson in the hands of the spy. He rushed back outside and hopped on his motorcycle, praying that he wasn't too late.
As he landed in the back garden of the Potter's cottage, his eyes widened with horror. The roof on the second floor, where Harry's nursery was located, had a gaping hole in it. Sirius pulled his wand out and rushed inside.
As he entered the house, there was no sign of life, except for the sounds of a baby crying. "James? Lily?" As he crept upstairs, he spied a body at the top of the stairs.
"Lumos." As the end of his wand lit up, Sirius' heart sank as he saw James. He instinctively knelt to check, but he already knew the awful truth: James, his best friend and true brother was dead and from the looks of it, he'd been facing his killer, probably trying to protect Lily and Harry.
He crept into Harry nursery and froze in horror. Lily was lying on the floor, clearly dead, but in the crib sat Harry, sobbing like his heart would break. The moment Sirius came into view, Harry's little arms lifted, as if hoping his godfather could make it better.
"Mumumumumum," Harry whimpered as Sirius lifted him into his arms. A quick check showed him to be perfectly healthy except for the lightning scar on his forehead.
"I'm sorry, Prongslet, I can't help your mum." Sirius said, kissing Harry's forehead and stroking his hair. He looked around, there was no third body to indicate what had happened to Voldemort, but he couldn't risk lingering in case the Dark Wizard or any Death Eaters were still around.
He grabbed the baby sling Lily had used to hold Harry while she did housework and slid Harry into it before grabbing the diaper bag they'd always used. He set it on the floor and applied Undetectable Extension and Lightening Charms on it so he could get everything into the bag and not have it drag the bike down.
"Pack!" Clothes, toys, nappies, and even the furniture flew into the diaper bag and within a few seconds, Harry's nursery was empty of everything except Lily's body on the floor. Sirius briefly considered doing something with her and James but decided that he'd need to get Harry to safety before worrying about what to do with the corpses of his best friends.
"C'mon Prongslet, we'll go to Andromeda's, she'll be glad to take us in until it's safe." They hurried downstairs and out to the bike. Within a few seconds, they'd disappeared into the night.
******The Next Day*************
"Sirius, please be reasonable," Dumbledore said, trying to keep the pleading out of his voice. He stood in Andromeda Tonks' home, trying to persuade the young man to let him take Harry to the Dursleys.
"No, Dumbledore," Sirius said coldly, "Under magical law, I am Harry's legal guardian. He will not be raised by Petunia Dursley as long as I'm around."
"Sirius, it's for the best," Dumbledore said. "I've put up blood wards to seal the magic of Lily's sacrifice and..."
"Dumbledore, those wards don't mean a damn thing if there's no love," said Sirius impatiently, trying not to shout. "Besides, James and Lily are both blood relatives of mine. If you're so hung up on the blood wards, you can put them up at my home."
Dumbledore paused, "What?"
Sirius sighed, "James is a third cousin once removed and Lily is the great- grandchild of Phineas Black II through his Squib daughter. I found out one day while I was talking to her. It's distant, but it will be enough for your blood wards.
"Sirius, the wards work best for closer relatives than cousins," Dumbledore said, his own impatience beginning to show. "Besides, it'll be best for him to grow up away from the Wizarding World."
Sirius' eyes narrowed dangerously, "So, you expect me to allow you to dump my godchild off at his aunt's house, allow him to be raised by Muggles who are known magic-haters and pray they'll give him a loving home, which we both know they won't. Then let you dump him back into this world with no knowledge of his family or history, except for whatever lies Petunia might tell him, when he's eleven." He raised his wand at Dumbledore, "I think it's time you left. This ridiculous plan of yours is not going to happen."
Dumbledore paused, sensing that Sirius was not going to cave on this and even though he possessed the Elder Wand, he and everyone else in the Wizarding community knew what happened if you pushed a member of the Black family too far. They weren't regarded as a family of dangerous Dark Wizards for nothing. Even though Sirius had been a Gryffindor and had shown no interest in the Dark Arts, Dumbledore didn't want to press his luck.
"Very well, Sirius, I will go put up the wards at your home, though I do wish you'd reconsider. Think about what's best for Harry and what Lily and James would've wanted."
"What Lily and James wanted and what's best for Harry is for him to be raised in a loving home with someone who will be honest with him and tell him the truth when he's old enough. He won't get any of those things with Petunia's family and Lily and James knew it. Besides, even you'll be hard pressed to convince the Wizengamot that a pair of magic-hating Muggles will make better guardians than me."
Dumbledore finally gave up, knowing that it was a lost cause. "I will contact you when the wards are put up, Sirius."
Sirius didn't lower his wand until Dumbledore was gone. He sank onto the sofa with a sigh, despite his words, he wasn't sure he was cut out to be a parent. He and Marlene had talked about having children just before she was killed but they'd agreed to wait until the war was over. James had been a shining example of how fatherhood could make someone grow up overnight, but he wasn't sure about himself.
"Don't worry, Siri, you'll be a great father," Andromeda said sitting next to him. "You should've seen Ted when I told him I was pregnant with Dora. He panicked too. Besides, didn't you tell me that James fainted when Lily told him she was pregnant?"
"Yeah, but you, Ted and James had nine months to get ready," Sirius said, too tired and worried to be annoyed at Andromeda's use of his childhood nickname. "I've gone from cool godfather to father in a night."
Andromeda wrapped an arm around Sirius in a display of affection that would've made both their mothers faint and yell about behavior unbecoming to a member of the Black family, "You'll do fine. Having nine months to prepare made me no more ready to be a mother than becoming a parent overnight has prepared you. And really, you've lucked out, Harry's already past the stage of crying all night and needing to be fed constantly. That's always the hardest part until they're teenagers." Seeing that he wasn't convinced, she nudged him,
"You won't be alone, Siri. You'll have Ted, Remus, Molly, Arthur and I helping you. It's going to be fine, you'll see. You're doing the right thing for Harry. If Lily's sister was as bad as you say, I shudder to think how he'll turn out if left with her and her husband."
Sirius nodded but before he could say anything, a soft cry emanated from the magic-ran baby monitor on the table in front of them.
"I'd better get that," Sirius said, getting to his feet. "Thank you for everything, Andie."
Andromeda winked, "Don't worry about it, Siri, I'm glad we could help."
Sirius smiled and headed into the guest room and to his new full-time job as father.