[HP] Daddy's Little Prince

Rumble boom!

Scarhead is my uncle... Scarhead is my uncle... Scarhead is my uncle! ?Draco Malfoy kept playing that sentence back and forth in his head so much that he didn't even pay attention to the mouse-turned-man game after that, and the commotion after that didn't matter much to him, his There is only one sentence in my mind-Scarhead is my uncle.

So, when Draco Malfoy didn't listen to anything, at the Hogwarts dinner, the great white wizard Mr. Dumbledore solved one of the most suspenseful cases. The headline - Blake was wronged, endured Azkaban for 12 years; once the real traitor was arrested, Skynet reappeared - well, it was a very scary subject, but in the next day's newspaper, this huge headline Occupied the first page, and Fudge, the Minister of Magic, rushed to Hogwarts in a hurry.

In fact, for Fudge, it is best to turn this case over in his hands. You must know that the position of the Minister of Magic was the most popular at that time, that Crouch who arrested people and threw them into Azkaban without asking any questions. Yes, and this case was also handled by that Crouch!Such a big unjust case was decided so hastily without a trial, and now there are people who testify to various evidences, Fudge is happy in his heart, he can't wait to let Barty Crouch's reputation plummet immediately, Then he showed his wisdom and martial arts!For this reason, he not only withdrew the dementors guarding Hogwarts, but also wiped the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief before leaving, gave Harry a sigh of relief, and promised to retry the case immediately, so as to repay Harry. Give Harry a full and gracious godfather - Sirius Black.

After Fudge left, Dumbledore knocked on the fireplace with a mysterious face, and then, a huge black figure jumped out of the fireplace——

"Black!" is that loyal and mighty big dog!Harry hugged his neck and stroked the hair on his back—it was shiny black, touching it...Harry felt something was wrong with his hand, and the enthusiastic big dog Black seemed to be bigger... He frowned, and looked down... What Black Dog, this is a person! "Wow!" The little savior jumped up quickly, feeling embarrassed. Of course, he was not only embarrassed, but also angry!The green-eyed boy, who had just been brought to tears by the truth about his poor godfather, became angry this time, and the tears were suppressed from his eyes.

"Oh, Harry, don't stand so far away, let Sirius take a good look at you..." Dumbledore walked over and put his hands on Harry's shoulders, "He is your godfather, Harry, he is Sirius ? Black, your relatives..." The old headmaster's voice was very emotional, and of course, he was also a little choked up, and Harry once again turned back the tears he was frightened back, "He is an Animagus, can Becoming an animal, I think you talked about it in your class, didn't you? In search of you...he wandered a long time and suffered a lot...Harry..."

"Harry...I...I'm sorry." Sirius Black looked apologetic and eager, "I missed your growth...Harry...I'm really sorry...but I...I am Said that if you want, I think... we are family, I can... can I give you a home?"

a... home.

Harry Potter has always longed for a home, a home that really belongs to him, a home where there are fights, fights, talking and laughing... a family with elders who love him, children who depend on him, and a family that treats him sincerely A good home for a partner doesn't need to be big or have many Galleons, as long as there is family living together, he will feel like he has the whole world - so he hates Dudley, even hated him when he was a child, Because he has what he doesn't have, not new clothes or those candy cakes or even the right to watch TV, but... the love of his parents, he hates him because he has parents who love him, and he will reject the one called Mal Is it not because he mentioned his parents in front of him and showed off his happiness?

"Yes...can I call you Sirius?" Harry reached out and touched the man in front of him. His scruffy appearance didn't look so good, he had a long beard, but he was in good spirits, "I...I'm very Happy……"

"Of course, Harry, of course you can call me Sirius!" He smoothed back the loose hair on his face, "Moon-face says you're a good boy, oh, moon-face is Remus--Remus "Lupine, the current Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, you haven't taken his class yet, have you?"

"Yes, not yet." Harry nodded. Although he hadn't attended class yet, he had already heard from the twins that this professor was very good and had some skills.

"Then you will definitely look forward to his class, the things he taught are very practical!" Sirius proudly introduced his friend, "He is your father's best friend—and mine, we were the best friends back then My friend... oh, Harry, I'm sorry..." He thought of the guy who turned into a mouse, and his face was not very good for a while, "Peter is not a traitor!"

Yes, Peter doesn't count!Harry smiled and gave his godfather a hug: "I'm glad, Sirius... you're my kin."

The warm atmosphere between godfather and son caused Dumbledore to wipe the corners of his eyes several times, and even the Sorting Hat, who had been sleeping soundly, opened his eyes to witness this moment... Yes, they are relatives, even if they don’t have the same Bloodlines cannot sever the connection that they are relatives.

"Me too, Harry." Sirius stared at the godson in front of him, he looked so much like James, his eyes were like Lily, he was a Gryffindor - passionate, righteous and full of joy, Even in the face of difficulties, he is so optimistic, like a ray of sunshine.

"It's... impressive." A silky and mocking voice sounded from behind.

Harry knew it was Snape without turning his head—what was he doing here at this time, could it be... because he was afraid that if he had a godfather, he would sever ties with him?Or... He was afraid that he would not give birth to Prince with him?Harry had a lot of things going on in his mind, but he forced himself to control his expression so as not to show any flaws in front of Sirius—yes, Sirius doesn't know about Prince yet, if ...If he could know, Dumbledore would definitely not hide it from him, so...Harry concealed the little prince from Sirius out of complete trust in Dumbledore.Of course, he also decided that he should talk to Snape about... yes, about... family problems...

"Snotling, why are you here!"

"It appears your brain has been largely drained of its contents by the dementors, and I'm glad to see that, since...you didn't even have a single achnatherum in your brain."

"What did you say?!"

"What did I say? Could it be that by virtue of being a dog, your sense of hearing has also disappeared? Oh, this is so sad, it turns out that you can't even be a watchdog, so why are you here now? Show Your sorrow? Or cultivate your... overflowing fatherly love with the savior?"

"Damn snot! I'm going to kill you!"

"Oh, look, impetuous and brainless," pointed the wand straight at Sirius Black. "Now, who killed whom?"

"Oh! Stop it!" Harry threw himself into Snape's arms. "You can't hurt him, he's still weak!"

"Fine, very good." Snape sneered.

"Harry, come here!" Sirius snarled. "He's going to be bad for you! He's an evil Slytherin! Evil, dirty snot, stay away from Harry!"

"Sirius, you can't say that about him!" Harry felt torn that he was a sandwich pie now - maybe he was the patty in the hamburger? "Sirius, Professor Snape is my Potions professor. He is very good. Although... a bit biased, he is indeed a good teacher. He even saved me. Sirius, don't be so impulsive..." Harry Breathe deeply into Sirius, let him learn from himself, breathe deeply with him together, and then calm down the whole person, "Now, Sirius, are you calm?"

"Uh... yes, as long as the snot slug doesn't bother me, I won't go to him." When Sirius said this, it was like Snape was a disgusting thing, and the same, Snape Nep seemed to retain that feeling for him too - disgusted and disgusted.

Harry didn't understand why the two adults would almost curse at each other just for a few words, but he believed that there was always a reason for everything in the world, otherwise... no one would do something for something that wasn't worth it Activities that make yourself uncomfortable, no?

"Hmph, it's a pity, as a useful person, I not only have to work hard to make potions for your intolerable wolf friend, but also make potions for you... a litter of wolf dogs..." Snape spoke in an infuriating tone that sounded like a chant, and of course he managed to piss off the Godfather of the Dog and the green-eyed savior as well.

"Professor Snape, how can you say that!" Although Harry knew that Professor Lupine's name was not very good...uh...it did sound like a wolf, but...how could Snape be so casual? Is it convenient to give people nicknames?

"Oh? So what should I say?" Snape raised his eyebrows, and took a box out of his arms and threw it in Harry's hands, "This is a potion for teaching your dog—tell him to be careful, every day— —he needs to drink it all, let him be careful!"

"What... what?" Harry moved his mouth.

"Are your ears useless?!"