bat, grimm and the cat can fix it (Translation)

Thoughts in the night

There he was now. Rolled up in itself on a cozy carpet. Quite a luxury compared to what he was used to in the past few years.
He rose briefly to his patron. The boy slept soundly.
A week ago, he would never have dreamed that he could ever be so close to the little one.

When Crouch visited him in his cell a week ago, he especially wanted to know how it can be that after years of being under Dementors, a person could still be clear-headed.
The minister had spoken to him and also told him about the other inmates. About his crazy cousin and her husband and from other Death Eaters. They had almost completely lost their sense of responsibility during their stay. Well, everything had been hopeless with Bella before but with the others you could watch how they slowly decayed.
The politician wanted to know what was different about him.
Finally he came to the conclusion that it was because Harry Potter was still alive. The man was right about that, just different than he might have thought.

The certainty that he was innocent and that Harry needed him were the only things Sirius had made it through the past few years.
He had survived all the years because he was out for revenge. take revenge on the man who had betrayed his friends to a monster. Only because of the man was he sitting in here at all. Not a visit all these years. Neither from Remus, nor from Dumbledore. They had locked him away and forgotten. They had not even granted him a trial. Everything would be very clear. Twelve dead muggles and only one finger remained of the wizard. Why should expensive Veritaserum be lost when the burden of proof was so overwhelming?
he was most angry with the old man. He had looked at him as if he had been disappointed with him. It wouldn't have hit him like that if he hadn't worked so hard for this slimy woodlouse.
As the Zausel had said:
"Severus Snape risked his life to spy for the white side."
Snifi was released through the language of the old man.
On the other hand, he just sat there and watched the two leave the courtroom. while being thrown into this hell hole.

Sirius had spent years thinking about the events. What else should he have done? There was no such thing as going to court in Azkaban. No cellmates either. you were alone most of the day. The guards who brought the food were the only distraction. Otherwise there were only the Dementors.
in all of this he realized one thing: the old man whom they all trusted so blindly was no better than Voldy.
Dumbleodre had power, of course he knew that. but he did not use them, as he had always said, for the "the greater good", no, he only used them to get what he wanted.
Meanwhile, the former Gryffindor even believed that Snape was a spy. that conviction had taken him years. But he was also denied Veritaserum at that time.
Sirius remembered that Snape had loudly asked for it. Without success. and then, like a dazzling savior, Albus Dumbledore came and vouched for the man.
And with that he had the former Death Eater in his hand. either Snifi did what the old man asked him to do, or he would just send him back to Azkaban. True to the motto: "Oops, I was wrong, lock him away."
It had taken Sirius almost ten years to gain all of this knowledge. Although he had kept his mind in captivity, he was slowed down considerably.

He now hated Dumbledore as much as Wormtail and Voldy and he wasn't good to talk to Remus either. Not because he didn't visit him. Sirius knew that the werewolf would not have been given permission to do so. No, he was angry because the guy had believed the whole fairy tale blindly. when Sirius was arrested, his long-time friend just looked at him in shock. He hadn't even been there during his "trial".
The black heir had just left himself and felt guilty over the years. just because he thought it was a good idea that Peter would become a secret keeper, his friends were now dead and Harry had to grow up without his parents.

when he found the picture of Wormtail on the title page of the Prophet, it was over. That sneaky traitor was sitting on the Weasley boy's shoulder, staring stupidly at the camera. How dare this beast? and then he also read that this Weasley was Harry's best friend. Sirius simply couldn't accept that. Unthinkable what kind of danger his godson was constantly in.
with that his decision to break out was solidified.
Why he hadn't thought of sneaking past the Dementors as a paw was still a mystery to him.
all he could explain was that his mind had just slowed down. There was also a spell on every cell that was supposed to block outbreak thoughts. But as with any mental spell, you could rebel against it. and they had no effect on a dog anyway. And whoops, he was gone.
It had taken him a long time to make his way to London. He kept hearing reports of his outbreak. he was also very amused by the stories the muggle had exposed about him.
But one thing annoyed him. Two days ago he was lucky enough to overhear the conversation, two Aurors. apparently he had spoken in his sleep before fleeing. "He's at Hogwarts," he is said to have said. Something he didn't like at all. Now the school would probably be teeming with Aurors. that didn't make it easier for him to get to this traitor rat. But he didn't want to give up.

His plan was to go to Gringotts first and withdraw some money. The goblins didn't care who he was. moreover, these little creatures always knew whether someone was guilty or not. One reason why goblin skin flakes were used in the production of Veritaserum. And this cost the wizards a nice stick of money. That was also the real trigger for the goblin uprisings back then, they simply didn't want to be harvested for free. Something that the Ministry of course swept under the carpet. But never mind.
So he wanted to get money. after that he wanted to see his godson for a moment. And then he wanted to go to Hogwarts.
But the boy had messed up his plans.
Sirius would never have dreamed that the boy would take him in. after all, he was nothing more than a shoddy, dirty street dog. But for Harry, he was just an animal in need of help.
He clearly had this quality from his mother. james, as much as he liked him, would never have behaved like that. He would have scared the dog away. His friend had never had much left for animals, either in school or later. it wasn't that he tortured her, but he just didn't like her.
That was why there had often been arguments with Lily. She always wanted to have a whole house full of animals, took care of everything that crawls and hisses. once she had brought a snake with her. James almost went up the walls. Because what nobody knew, the star of Gryffindor was terrified of the legless animals. Lily had been making fun of this fact for weeks.

Sirius looked up at the boy again.
He hadn't seen him for twelve years. the first thing he noticed tonight was that the boy was too small and too thin for his age. And then this family. Sirius had understood every word that this impossible woman had given out. and the other adults had agreed to it. Sirius had been about to jump through the open window to go to the throat of the dog who had dared to growl at Harry.
but then Harry's magic had gone crazy. He had never seen such a heavy case of wild magic since his little brother had taken half the library apart. and back then the reason was only because the guy didn't get any dessert.
When Harry fled, Sirius wanted to take care of him. After all, it was night and it could have been dangerous for a child.
but as it turned out, Harry could take care of himself.

Fortunately, the minister did not ask the boy to go back to his relatives. He wouldn't have let him go there alone.
and now they were all in a cozy room. Harry was allowed to spend the entire vacation here, at Ministry expenses. He just had to promise not to come near Black. sirius almost got a laughing fit when the minister said it. Good that he had no idea.

Sirius sat up and watched the boy in front of him. Until he finally opened his eyes.
Crap, had he woken him up?
"Hey Blacky, can't you sleep? Come here."
The boy patted the bed. And Sirius was not long in asking. Good that the beds in the magic world were always extra large.
Hm, Blacky, he could get used to the name. in retrospect sounded much better than paw or sniffle.
And tomorrow he got a bath, the first in over twelve years. He was really looking forward to it. With a satisfied sigh, the Animagus closed his eyes and fell asleep