Harry Potter: The Saviour's Awakening

Harry was prowling in the dark. It was now the first week of October and he was searching for a very important tool. He was wearing his family's invisibility cloak as he tried to locate it again.

"Point me, Marauder's Map," he whispered again. The wand changed direction again as he moved forward. Just as he entered a secret passageway, he was confronted by the Weasley twins.

"Hello, Harrykins," said one of them, grinning broadly. "What are you using? Disillusionment Charm? Invisibility Cloak? We know you are here!"

Harry smirked. The other twin had a sheet of parchment in his hand. This was far too easy.

A jet of red light was all that Fred and George saw before they were knocked unconscious. While Harry had observed that the twins were quite cunning, who would expect a first year to know a wide area stunning charm? Harry plucked the sheet from George's hand and activated it. He smiled as he saw the map of Hogwarts. He deactivated the map and put it in his pocket. Now all he had to do was ensure no one knew about the identity of the thief. He wasn't actually stealing it because it was a family heirloom, but he doubted the twins would be willing to part with such a treasure. He certainly wouldn't.

" Confundo!"

"You shall not remember seeing my name on the map. Both of you shall forever remember that the son of Prongs reclaimed what was his right by birth. You shall not go looking for the map."

" Rennervate! "

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Harry spent the entire night browsing the map. It was truly a marvel in its making. Not everyone could create such a device. The only reason it worked was due to a drop of James Potter's blood which was used while enchanting it. The blood of the heir of Gryffindor was enough for the wards to connect to the map directly, displaying the location of everyone at Hogwarts.

A hint of an amused smile formed on Harry's lips as he saw many couples all over the school in various places of hiding, doing things no teacher would approve. Oh, the blackmail material this offered was huge! He saw the names of two sixth-year boys in a broom closet on the second floor; another boy and girl in the Astronomy Tower; another female couple in the prefect's bathroom. He didn't frown at the same-sex relationship. While it was rare, the magical world didn't look down upon something like that. The magical population only frowned upon those who didn't have children, but it was quite easy for two men to combine their DNA and have a woman carry the child. It was done in the case of every same-sex relationship. There were several other social stigmas in the magical world, but this wasn't one of them.

As his eyes darted to the Gryffindors, Harry had to bite his tongue from exclaiming in shock. No, this couldn't be! The man was supposed to be dead, wasn't he? What the hell was Peter Pettigrew doing in the dorms of the first years? Harry's eyes bulged out of its sockets. Ron Weasley's rat… Peter's Animagus form.

Damn !

He had to get the rat here, NOW!

"Tippy!"

The house-elf popped in front of him and said, "What can Tippy do for Master Harry?"

"Tippy, listen very carefully," said Harry as he gave his instructions.

Five minutes later, Harry smirked as he saw the stunned rat in the impenetrable cage he was holding in his hand.

"Very good, Tippy," he said quietly. "Take this rat and keep an eye on him. Feed him, but be very careful. I can't free my godfather without him being present."

"Yes Master," nodded Tippy as she disappeared with the cage.

Harry exhaled in relief as he slumped back on the bed. His parents' journals had mentioned that Peter Pettigrew was the Secret Keeper, so Harry had been quite confused when he found out from the old newspapers that Sirius Black had been sent to Azkaban for betraying the Potter family. A few discreet inquiries had resulted in him knowing that his godfather had never gotten a trial. Harry wasn't exactly sure why he was doing this. He didn't remember his godfather, but his conscience wouldn't let an innocent man rot in prison.

He also couldn't help but feel that Sirius could be very useful. He was the scion of the Black family which held massive political power; well, used to have political power at one point in time. The power of the Blacks had dwindled over the last ten years. New players like the Malfoys had taken control of what influence the Blacks had previously.

Now how was he going to get his godfather freed? Stripping nude, Harry slipped under the blankets and tried to sleep, but the question kept nagging at the back of his mind. One hour later, he suddenly shot out of bed and rushed to his trunk. Tapping it with his wand, he unlocked it and quickly summoned his father's journal.

His godfather, Sirius, had been engaged ten years ago. And it so happened that the person he was then engaged to, was now a woman who was in a position to help him. Harry only hoped that she would listen to him. After all, he was just a first-year Hogwarts student. Why would the Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement listen to a mere eleven-year-old?

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