Another Padfoot To His Prongslet (Harry Potter)

Prolouge

"WHAT?!" Dumbledore sighed at the ravenette.
"I am, so, terribly sorry about this, but i thought they wouldn't cause him harm, i thought he'd be to much like Lily for them to do this." The twenty one year old glared.

"First, you dont get Sirius a trial, second you never told Lupin about the trade, third you didnt be the Potters' secret keeper and lastly, you put my brothers Godson with those filthy muggles?" He growls, the man, the man is Regulus Black, who had escaped the cave and gave Dumbledore the horcrux, making sure to break it and get an antidote for the potion he drank.

"Please, not now Regulus, im afriad Harry may be getting harmed as we speak, please, for your bro-"
"Professor, with all respect i would've taken Harry if you didnt insist anyways, he is just a child and i know what its like growing up with relatives like that." Albus nods.
"You may apparate, i expect a report of his health as soon as possible please."

Regulus instantly disappears, apparating can be done in Hogwarts if you're going out, not in. The man ends up at Private Drive, most people either getting up or going to bed from or to work, as it is seven thirty am. Regulus' eye catches the house labelled 'Number four', before Sirius has been shipped off that what he had sent Regulus in a letter, for some strange and unknown reason. Dumbledore had reminded him once he got to the headmasters office.

Walking to the house, he trods to the door, flicking some curly hair out of his eye. Knocking, he bites his lip. Around a minute later, a small boy around the age of three opens the door.
"'llo Mr, how 'an i h'lp y'u? Im Du'ley." Regulus smiles, not much of a brat yet.

"Hello, im here to speak to you parents, Patunia and Vernon is it? I was your auntie's friends brother." "Al'ght Mr, 'ome i'." Regulus walks in, ducking his head the slightest bit because the 'low' doorframe.

He hears some talking in the kitchen, then two pople coming out. A beafy man with almost no neck and who Regulus recognizes at Patunia without even needing to check.
"Hello, Regulus was it?" "Patunia, glad you, remember." He glares, Patunia had met him once and they became friends, not even caring ones a wizard, but that soon changed once they became distant cousins by James.

"Who's this Tuney?"
"Just an old 'friend'." Vernon glares, nodding. Regulus is a few inches taller then Patunia on high-heels so he easily towered over the two.
"Im here for Harry, you know, Dudleys cousin?" Vernon and Patunia growl at the ravenette.

"Theres no Harry here."
"Oh really?" It takes a while, but Dudley soon got fed up with the argument.
"Mom! Da'!- just let him take Harry, no use fi'hting when you wont even control what those people call 'A'idental M'gic'." Dudley pouts, keeping his sentance as unchildish as possible. Regulus smiles.
"Thank you Dudley." The child grins at the elder man.

"Fine."
"C'me on Mr R'gulus, 'es in th're." Dudley drags Regulus to a small cupboard, which is obviously supposed to be for mops, rakes and such. Regulus frowns as Dudley looks down. "I 'ied 'o sne'k him wi' me 'very night but Mommy an' 'ddy keep on 'atching me." Regulus nods in approval for trying.

"Ill ge' Mommy an' Da'dy to eat wh'le you ta'e 'im." Dudley drags his Mother and Father back to the kitchen to finish their meals. Knocking on the door, Regulus crouches down.

"Can i open it, hello?" He bites the inside of his cheek, hearing a whimper. Regulus easily picks the lock with 'Alohamora' and a small child comes into sight, looking around two even if he is obviously older.

"Hello Harry, im Regulus." Harrys watery eyes look at him, sniffling as bruises and such were easily noticed by Regulus.
"'Elo Mi'ter." Regulus sighs. "Im here to take you away. You want that? Im your Godfathers' brother." "Tunia sa'd i no 'ave 'ne."
"Well, she lied. Your Godfather was your fathers best friend, Sirius Black, your Father is James Potter."
"Why he n' ge' me?"
"Sirius got sent to a place called Azkaban."
"Oun's sca'y."
"You could.. say that."

"Want to stay with me Harry? I dont want you to live here for your safety." Harry whimpers, nodding shyly. "Want me to pick you up?" Harry repeats his action of nodding. "Anything you want to bring?" Harry repeats his action once more, taking three stuffed animals that he's had since the night, somehow getting them when Dumbledore didnt send them. Harrys toys had been ripped and such though, but you could make out a stag, a wolf and a grim.

Smiling, Regulus picked Harry up, closing the cupboard door. Harry whimpers as his right leg moves around by the action, Regulus carefully stops it. Glaring at the Dursleys who came back, he walked out of the door and to outside, setting a certain charm to last until he apparates.

"Harry, I'd like you to close your eyes, this will feel stange." After a second, Regulus appears at his floo room with Harry in his arms. "Now, Harry, this will feel a bit worse but we couldn't go straight in, i know someone who can get rid of those scars and such." Harry looks up at the gray-eyed man, clutching his plushies close making Regulus awwe at him.

"Cover your ears Harry." He grabs floo powder and wlaks in the fireplace, yelling 'HOGWARTS HEADMASTERS OFFICE!' before flames lick up his form. Harry looked drowsy as they came to the other side.

"Ah, Regulus, you've got him. No hexes?"
"No, just his cousin being protective got Tunia and Vermin to hand him over." Albus chuckles, walking over from Fawks' perch and going over to look at Harry.
"Hello, Harry."
"I 'ow y'u, yo'r f'om a 'eam i 'ad." Albus smiles. "Im Albus Dumbledore, you can call me Albus until you attend Hogwarts. Before you ask, soon Regulus shall explain."

Harry stares at Regulus, hoping to explain.
"I'll tell you later Harry. I hope you dont mind, but we need to see Pomfrey to heal the scars, bruises and cuts." Albus nods, allowing the duo to apparate to the hospital wing. Harry had gotten used to it quite fast.

Harry had been rushed to a bed in an instant, getting checked over once Regulus explained what Madam Pomfrey was doing. Harry had been a bit hesitant, but allowed to get healed. He had a scar on the back of his head he hasnt known about, even as a three year old that would cry by something like that.

Once he had gotten all healed, Regulus picked him up and sent an own to Dumbledore with all the health notes, saying a 'thank you' to Madam Pomfrey as he walked out with Harry, who had grown attached within the short minutes they were together, had snuggled up to Regulus' shoulder, sore from all the mending done.

Regulus apparated to Gringotts, quickly doing a Blood Adoption-(which was the only one that Wizards CAN do)- so that Harry cant go anywhere else. His looks had changed a bit too, his hair going silkier and a bit curly and flat, along with his nose changing shape to the same as Regulus. He still had most of his fathers looks and his mothers bright green eyes though.

He had again apparated, but to the Black Manor, not Grimmauld. Grimmauld was where he Blacks raised children, but with his mothers portrait there, he deicded against it. Beforehand, he had cleared the Manor of all dark objects, besides the remains of the horcrux, which is not broken, only the soul which had been taken out and out in another object to break somehow.

Regulus had found a room close to his, big enough for a child's and decided to make it better. It had a big window with navy blue curtains draping over it. Theres a bunk bed, but with a desk at the bottom instead of another bed, like how Regulus wanted when he was younger, burt obviously didnt get. There was a dresser beside the window, which would soon be full with clothes. Most of the room had been cleared for Harry.

Speaking of Harry, he had woken up as Regulus brung him to the room, being confused.
"This, will be your room Harry." Harry gasps.
"But, F'eaks 'on' 'et 'ooms." Regulus' eyes widen, before softening.
"You're not a freak, Harry, they were just being bad." Harry nods, shyly. "What colours do you like?"
"'Arlet, g'een, and gol'." He mumbles, Regulus grins.

"Whats your favourite animal?"
"'Nake!" Regulus nods, grabbing his wand and soundlessly casting a spell to change the room up.

The navy blue curtains had now became gold, the walls had scarlet as the colour, the bedsheets had became green with a snake on it, making Harry smile. The walls had been littered with Quidditch teams and a child broom had been set up in a corner, along with a toy box with a shelf with some board games on it. Harry had seemed to like it.

But Harrys happiness faded at the broom. Regulus answered Harrys thoughts.
"No, you're not doing work, i can show you what that does now if you'd like." Harry slowly nods. Soundlessly casting accio, Regulus' broom and flied in his hands, grabbing Harrys with his other one after putting his wand away, this'll be fun.