The Real Harry Potter

"I am so glad that you are here pup." Sirius said as he guided Harry up the stairs. "I was wondering what to do about where you would sleep, I was going to set up a room for you but I didn't really know what you would like. So I figured it would be better if I wait for you so we can decide how to make the room. Anyway, I was thinking of having you stay in my brother's room."

"You have a brother?" Harry asked unable to keep the surprise out of his voice.

"Yeah, Regulus, we didn't really get along." Sirius admitted. "I went to Gryffindor and was best friends with your dad and I was friends with muggleborns and half-bloods as well, Regulus on the other hand was the perfect son, the muggle hating Slytherin. Exactly what my parents wanted me to be."

"Sorry Sirius."

"Why you should you be sorry? It's not like it's your fault." Sirius replied waving a hand dismissively. "Anyway, I was going to put you in there but then Kreatcher went crazy about letting 'half-bloods' and 'mudbloods' in his great master's bedroom."

"Kreatcher?"

"Oh sorry, he is the Black family house elf. Except, much like the Blacks themselves, he is more than a little crazy. He's been on his own here for years with nothing but the company of my 'lovely' mother."

"You don't like her." Harry said, it was not a question.

"No, I don't." Sirius said honestly. "She wanted me to be a muggle hating pureblood arsehole, I thought she was a bitch, we just didn't get along. Luckily your dad was there for me or I would have gone mental. Anyway, Kreatcher doesn't really like me, never has. Regulus he loved, my mother he loved, my father he liked, me he hated."

"Where is your mother?" Harry asked.

"Huh?"

"Your mother, you said that your house elf was in the company of your 'lovely' mother."

"Oh, sorry I meant a portrait of her. You know that portrait on your right when you enter the house?"

"The one with the woman who looked like she just smelt something bad?" Harry asked.

"Yes, exactly." Sirius nodded, not even blinking at Harry's description. "That was my darling mother, the woman had a set of lungs that could make a banshee jealous and she would go for her wand if you gave her even the slightest reason. You may think I am unstable but after all of my years in Azkaban I was still far more stable than her. Matter of fact why didn't she scream when you entered?"

"Probably because I had immediately started attacking order members."

"Old hag was probably waiting to see if you would kill them."

"You know Sirius, believe it or not, but I am beginning to feel like you didn't get along with your family, just call it a feeling." Harry said dryly.

"I don't know what gave you that idea." Sirius said just as dryly as they stopped outside one room. The two looked at each other and managed to maintain a straight face for several seconds before they both began laughing, not really a happy laugh but not too sad either. "Anyway you're staying in here." Sirius said as he opened the door.

"Thanks." Harry said as he entered, the room wasn't anything spectacular. It had a bed, desk, chair, the usual things you'd expect in a room..

"I'm sorry if it's..."

"It's fine." Harry cut him off. "Needs a bit of a clean though, no offence Sirius but the whole house needs a clean."

"Yeah, Kreatcher is refusing to do it though." Sirius pointed out. "So unless you want to do it."

"I will, except when I say me, I mean Dobby." Harry called and as expected Dobby popped in. "Sirius meet Dobby, Dobby meet Sirius Black, my godfather and dog animagus."

"Dobby is happy to meet Master Harry's Mr Black." Dobby smiled at Sirius.

"Well I already like him better than Kreatcher." Sirius smiled.

"Dobby, do us a favour and clean this room for me." Harry said before turning to Sirius. "Where do you stay anyway?"

"I'll show you." Sirius said as he escorted Harry out the room and to his own room.

On the door there is a nameplate that says Sirius. The room was spacious with a large bed that has a carved headboard, a tall window with long velvet curtains, and a candle chandelier. The walls of the room were covered with so many pictures that it is barely possible to see the wallpaper. Harry suspected that Sirius had done something to the pictures because if he hadn't then they would have more than likely be taken down ages ago.

There was pictures of muggle motorcycles and bikini-clad Muggle girls. There was also a picture of the four Marauders: himself, Moony, Prongs, and Wormtail though Harry noticed that Wormtail's face was blasted off.

"Not what I was expecting." Harry said as he closed the door. "I'll have Dobby give this a look as well."

"Harry you don't have to do that."

"That's why I am going to get Dobby to do it." Harry said with a cheeky smile.

"Fine." Sirius rolled his eyes. "By the way Harry, can I talk to you about that for a moment?" Sirius said as he gestured to the tattoo on Harry's hand.

"What about it?" Harry said, sounding more defensive than he intended. "Oh sorry, that came out ruder than I meant it to."

"Hey, you're not the only person in this house with tattoos." Sirius said as he gestured to where he had his own tattoos from Azkaban. "Now don't get me wrong, I am not going to shout at you or tell you I am disappointed or whatever. You're legally an adult now, and if you want to get more then I can't really stop you but do us a favour and don't start covering yourself head to toe in them. Also if you absolutely must then can you please, at least for my sake, wait until you are physically of age to get them. I don't want your mother to rise out of the grave and attack me for not trying to talk you out of it."

"I don't really plan to get anymore," Harry admitted. "unless you think a grim would go nice around here." Harry joked as he pointed to his chest.

"Nah, on your shoulder." Sirius grinned back. "Let's see this again." Sirius said as he took Harry's hand and looked at it. "If he was still alive then Prongs would be crying his eyes out right now, your mother would be somewhere between upset that you got a tattoo and glad that you love her enough to keep a memory of her."

"You miss them a lot." Harry noted in a sad voice.

"They were my family, you're all I have left now Harry." Sirius responded.

"At least until I have kids, or until you get kids. Matter of fact I don't think it's too late for you to get a wife."

"We'll see." Sirius said, slightly disbelieving.

"By the way, I...sort of have a way for you to sort of see dad again." Harry said in a quiet voice.

"How?" Sirius asked, his voice as soft as it was the first time he asked Harry to live with him.

"Give us a sec," Harry said as he pulled his hand out of Sirius's and went to close the door. Harry pulled his wand out. "expecto patronum." Harry said, and a second later his patronus shot out of his wand and ran around the room several times before it stopped in front of Sirius. "Say hi to Prongs." Harry smiled. Sirius gaped for several moments before he was able to recover.

"Come here." Sirius said to Harry. Harry walked over and was pulled into a hug as soon as he was in arms reach.

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