Part Four

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Sirius whimpered as he sat on the corner next to his cub. The goblin had finished a little under an hour ago, and Harry had yet to wake up.

Harry had indeed gone through his inheritance as the spells and portions were removed from him. Now, on the bed with its head lying in Sirius's lap was a big black wolf.

Sirius ran his hand through his cub's soft fur as he thought about his mate and how he had been throughout this whole ordeal. He wondered if he had moved on and found someone else, if he had waited for him, or if he had simply done neither.

Sirius heard a soft whimper and looked down at the wolf in his lap, whose eyes slowly opened. "Hey, cub," He said as the wolf slowly sat up and looked around the room. "You're a beautiful wolf," Sirius said as he took in his son's wolfy black eyes.

The wolf yipped, and Sirius smiled. "If you want to change back, just think of yourself as human," Sirius told him. The wolf closed his eyes before the fur slowly started to disappear, and tanned skin was revealed.

Harry now had long, curly hair down to his shoulders and gray eyes. He was slightly taller than before, and his muscles were a little more defined.

"How are you feeling? Can you stand?" Sirius asked, and Harry nodded before slowly standing to his feet and stumbling.

Sirius stood quickly, catching him by the shoulders. He waved his wand, and Harry was dressed and ready to go. Sirius wrapped an arm around him and kept him steady as they walked out of the bank and down the street.

"I don't think it's a good idea to go to Grimmauld. That's an easy place to find us," Sirius said, and Harry nodded in agreement.

"I know someone who could help us, but we need to do a few things first," Sirius said as he led Harry to a clothes shop. "We are going to get you a few things since we will be staying out of public for a while," Sirius said, taking a card from his pocket and handing it to Harry, who looked at him confused.

"That is connected to your Gringotts vaults. You use it, and it takes the money right from there. I have one, too, since I had my Lordship returned because it was wrongfully taken from me," Sirius explained, and Harry nodded.

"What are we doing here?" Harry asked as they entered the store.

"We are going to get you some new clothes," Sirius said as a short woman came up to them.

"Hello and welcome to Greta's. How can I help you?" she said, smiling at the two men.

"Yes, my son would like a whole new wardrobe," Sirius said, and Harry frowned.

"Well, not a whole new one, just a few pieces," Harry corrected, and Sirius looked at him a few seconds before nodding.

They got him a few shirts, pants, two formal robes, and shoes, along with a few for Sirius. After that, the older man declared they needed a trunk to carry all their purchases, so they bought one and headed to the bookstores per Harry's request.

Once there, Harry looked around for a few books that would pique his interest. He found one on the top shelf and tried to use his wand to get it down, but that didn't work out too well since it wanted his one again. After they bought the books, they got him a new wand without a tracer.

When they had finished all their shopping, Sirius got them a room and the Leaky Cauldron to spend the night in. The room had two beds, a sofa, and a bathroom.

"We'll stay here tonight. I'll go downstairs and borrow an owl to write to my friend," Sirius told him, and Harry nodded before changing into his new pajamas and climbing into bed.

When Sirius was sure he was asleep, he made his way over to the bed and kissed his forehead before exiting the room and going downstairs to write to his friend. 

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Word count: 673

Re-published: April 30, 2024, 8 am

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