Gryffindor. Draco Malfoy the son of a Death Eater was in his house. Draco's normally pale face was whiter then the ghost floating amongst the tables, his blue-gray eyes filled with fear. Every pureblood and half-blood along with a good amount of the older muggleborns were starring at the new Gryffindor.
AWWW come on! Sirius wailed. What the hell did I do to piss fate of so much? Draco can't be a mini me. I am way better looking. OI Fate you listening? Tell the damn hat to throw him where he belongs. This isn't funny!
But apparently Fate cared little for the wishes of one Animagus since he found himself dragging Draco to sit beside Hermione when McGonagall threw a death glare at him. Draco stared blankly at the table and Sirius wondered if he was going into shock.
Discover moreComicsCartoonsMovies fanfiction storiesBook Movie TicketsExplore Top AudiobooksGryffindor very very rarely went bad. Did the Hat see past Draco's pureblooded upbringing like it had with him? Did it see something he didn't? Could Draco really be good? If Draco couldn't be good then how did anyone explain him? Sirius was from a darker family then the Malfoys.
No matter what he realized, Draco was his responsibility though not as much as Harry of course. He knew what would happen to Draco now. It had happened to him. Giving Draco one last look and making sure Hermione had a hold on him he ran to Harry's side and got yanked into the boy's arms.
Pup you look like your gonna pee yourself. Can you not while you're hugging me? Pretty please?
But at that moment McGonagall called "Potter Harry." The murmurs that had started up after Draco's sorting intensified tenfold and Harry tightened his grip on Sirius's neck so it was painfully tight but Sirius didn't mind. He gave Harry's face a gentle lick and stepped forward his godson going with him. Don't worry little pup I'll stay with you.
Discover moreWriter collaboration platformMobile app marketingFan fiction booksFanfiction writing toolsComics fanfiction storiesMaybe Harry was learning to speak dog or maybe he trusted Sirius enough but he loosened his grip slightly and took a seat on the stool pulling the hat onto his head. Sirius laid down beside him so Harry's fingers were able to keep hold of him. He watched Harry's face seeing the flicker of fears replaced with horror, then hope, and finally. "GRYFFINDOR!"
Sirius threw back his head and let out a jubilant bark before tackling Harry from the stool and licking every inch of his face he could reach.
James he did it. He's so your son. He's a Gryffindor. Harry is one of us! Harry is a Gryffindor Harry is a Gryffindor! Sirius sang.
Harry shoved him off his chest and blushing ran to the Gryffindor table Sirius bounding along beside him still singing. Harry slipped down next to Draco while Sirius jumped up so he was on the edge and starred at his plate expectantly. He glanced over to see Harry rubbing Draco's arm who was still staring blankly ahead. "What's wrong with Gryffindor?"
Discover moreCrossover fiction guidesWatch Classic CartoonsPlays fanfiction storiesComics fanfiction storiesFiction writing resourcesDraco looked at Harry pathetically. "My family is going to disown me. They hate Gryffindors. They say that they're… we're just a bunch of brainless gits that are so jacked up on firewhiskey we can't tell one end of a broom from another. That they aren't even worthy of being in the same school as Slytherins."
Sirius whined sympathetically leaning across Harry to give Draco a reassuring lick on the face. He couldn't think of Draco as totally evil now. Not if something in his brain was rebelling against being a Slytherin. It was just his luck he wasn't gonna be able to hate the little Death Eater. Sighing he turned back to watch as the red head boy with the rat was sorted into Slytherin.
"WHAT!"
Sirius winced as a pair of red headed twins screamed. From their expressions he figured rat boy was their brother. Ah well to bad for them. As the last few people were sorted Dumbles decided to stand up and say from what Sirius could understand a bunch of random words. Oh yes this man was totally sane and should be teaching impressionable young children. Snorting he looked down at his plate and heard people's exclamation of wonderment as food magically appeared. Sirius barked happily before trying to grab anything in sight. Harry sighed and spooned whatever he pointed out onto his plate before finding his bowl and filling it with pumpkin juice.
Discover moreExplore Top AudiobooksWatch Classic CartoonsCartoonsBooksMobile app marketingDraco picked at his food with disinterest. Sirius paid him little attention eyes focused on his feast. As much as he loved Hava's cooking there was something special about Hogwart's food. Hermione chatted happily with a ghost while Harry watched occasionally looking to Sirius for comfort. The twins Sirius had noticed earlier had their heads together and were throwing worried looks towards the Slytherin table. Eventually with full stomachs Harry leaned his head against Sirius's shoulder looking ready to doze off. Draco had long since stopped eating and Sirius clambered over Harry so both boys could curl up with him. Hermione had pulled out a book and the conversation was beginning to slow around them as Dumbledore stood.
Sirius had never cared to hear what the old man had to say when he was at school and he cared even less now more concerned for the fact that he had to very sleepy eleven year olds that he needed to get to bed. One part of Dumbledore's speech caught his Marauder ears the third floor corridor was off limit. He was so dragging Harry to check that out. If something was off limit that meant he had to explore it. And James would strangle him if Harry wasn't in trouble with him.
Discover moreAnime fanfiction storiesFan fiction booksTV fanfiction storiesFan merchandiseFan fiction mobileFinally they were dismissed and Sirius nudged Harry and Draco to their feet so they could follow the prefect Pervy or something. Both boys were stumbling with exhaustion and Harry was mostly being supported by him. He had no clue where Hermione had gotten to but he figured she was fine. Peeves attempted to pester them but when he saw the large black down accompanying them he skidded to a stop eyes widening before he let out a cheer and zoomed back the way he'd come. Sirius grinned remembering all the time he and James had distracted the Bloody Baron so Peeves could cause more trouble and in turn the poltergeist had helped them sneak out of the castle on the full moons. If anyone would be happy to see him it would be Peeves.
After what seemed like hours the five new Gryffindor boys were in their dormitories and in their pjs. Sirius had his backpack off and was lounging on Harry's bed as the pup brushed his teeth. He kept an eye on Draco who had without a word climbed into bed and draw the curtains. Sirius wasn't sure what to do about him. Harry he could normally figure out. The pup normally just needed a hug and some babying to cheer up but Draco didn't seem like the type of boy he could give a hug too without getting hexed. But as the lights were turned out and Harry whispered goodnight Sirius decided sleep would be the best thing for everyone and snuggled up against his godson.
When the alarm went off to wake the boys up Sirius noted that Draco's eyes were slightly red and swollen and felt a pang of sadness go through him directed at the boy. But as soon as he realized the other boys were awake Draco threw on a uncaring expression. Harry on the other hand was practically bouncing with excitement though he instantly attached himself to Sirius if anyone spoke to him though Sirius figured if his new BFF was actually speaking to anyone Harry might speak back. After making sure Harry had his wand and his bag was packed the two waited for Draco to wash his face and follow them. As soon as the door slammed shut behind them the carefully blank mask fell and he sighed. "I have to write my parents and tell them if they don't already know. I may have to go live with you and the Muggles this summer. My father is going to disown me."
"Would he really?" Harry asked as Sirius led the way sensing that it was good for Draco to talk about this to Harry.
Draco nodded shifting his grip on his bag. "If my mother wasn't able to stop him in time. I'm telling you I may have to move in with you and the muggles."
Harry's smile slid from his face and he threw a terrified look at Sirius.
Don't worry pup I'm sure we can live with Hava or Larc. Well you can live with Hava. She'd probably murder me within a week. Bring Draco along for her to spoil and she'll be in heaven. He tried to say forgetting that he was a dog and had to settle for giving Harry a dogish grin. He didn't look very reassured but it did seem to help some as they joined a group of students making their way into the Great Hall. Sirius took his seat between the boys and grabbed a slice of toast and swallowing it easily. Draco seemed to have decided starving himself wasn't going to make his parents happy and Harry was chowing away too so Sirius figured it was going to be a decent day until he noticed all the people pointing and starring at Harry. At first he put it down to Harry well being Harry but when Hermione sat down across from them she handed Harry a newspaper without a word.
He spread it out so Draco and Sirius could see to and his mouth fell open as a murderous snarl slid from between Sirius's barred teeth.
The Boy Who Lived a runaway?
By Rita Skeeta
On August 31st the peaceful afternoon in Diagon Alley was shattered by a tremendous burst of accidental magic from Harry James Potter. The young boy just turned 11 was walking down the street with his dog Padfoot when one Rubeus Hagrid attempted to grab the boy and take him back to his Muggle relatives which are related to his Muggle-born mother Lilly Evans Potter. Rubeus Hagrid ignored the boys begging not to take him home and attempted to force the scared boy to go with him. Seeing the boy cry out his dog leapt to his defense attacking Mr. Hagrid in a desperate attempt to protect his young master. The man proceed the slam the loyal canine into a wall and as the dog fell injured Harry lashed out with his magic yet unable to be controlled and sent everything in the street including Mr. Hagrid flying. The then sobbing boy ran to his dog's side and begged for Padfoot to be okay. When I went to speak to the boy he tearfully explained that Padfoot was the only family he had left. After some research I uncovered that Harry had arrived nearly a month prior in the middle of the night at the Leaky Caldron with only Padfoot and the clothes on his back. Harry has been fending for himself with only his dog to protect him this whole time. No missing person's reports have been filed with either the Muggle police(their version of Aurors) or with the Auror office.
I had the chance to briefly speak to Harry after his terrifying encounter and I noticed many scars along his arms and hands. He was very small and looked emaciated. When I went to pat him on the arm the poor boy flinched away.
So I must ask who is watching over our savior other than his dog? According to Albus Dumbledore Harry's magical guardian appointed by the Ministry after the deaths of his parents Harry had fought with his Aunt and Uncle and had merely went to stay with some wizarding friends. Yet according to the owner of the Leaky Caldron no one other than a few goblins has been seen with Harry in a month. Also there is the matter of the bruises and thinness. Could our savior be in need of saving?
As this article goes to print Harry Potter is now at Hogwarts and has been sorted into Gryffindor.
Energy crackled in the air making Sirius's fur stand on end and such he had a moment's notice before Harry lost his temper and began to lick Harry's face whining. Draco looked between the article and Harry and seemed to get the message and grabbed Harry's arm dragging him out of the Great Hall and back into the entrance way. Sirius opened the door to an empty classroom and shoved the two boys in. Harry's face was filled with rage Sirius had only seen on his mother when he and James had shown her their Animagus forms for the first time. He whined resisting the instinct to cower back and tried to nuzzle Harry's face. Harry shoved him away and began to pace while Draco leaned against the door watching him warily as Harry made a chair levitated then crash into a wall.
"Harry what happened?" Draco asked and Sirius decided that the kid belonged in Gryffindor at that very moment. He had been in Auror training before Azkaban and even he wasn't too keen on interrupt Harry as the boy destroyed the room. He ducked a flying desk as Harry wheeled around. He looked ready to scream or at least send something at Draco but Sirius took a chance and tackled him to the ground whining and trying to lick his face. Slowly the anger faded from those emerald green depths and instead tears began to form.
"Sirius what are we gonna do?" He whimpered and Sirius froze as he heard Draco's sharp intake of breath.
Harry not the brightest move. So does Draco figure it out? And what do you think of Rita's little article? Review please.