The Dark Lord Harry Potter

"Albus, may I speak with you please."

The elderly Wizard glanced over at the Floo, and where Amelia Bones' head was currently being projected.

"Ah Director, you seem to have caught us in the middle of our last staff meeting for the year, could this wait until…"

"No."

Blinking in surprise the man nodded, before allowing the head of the DMLE to step through. "Is there a problem Ma'am?"

"Yes Auror Tonks, there is. Albus we have a situation that need immediate addressing."

"Oh?"

"Sirius Black has escaped from Azkaban."

...

Minerva McGonagall struggled to recall the last time in which Albus Dumbledore looked so… defeated. The man's slumped, his back hunched over, skin pale, and hands quivered ever so slightly. It was almost depressing to see the man she always viewed in such awe appear so very old .

"When was it discovered that Sirius escaped?"

"I was just notified about an hour ago, Aurors are currently sweeping his cell along with the rest of Azkaban for any sign of him."

The man nodded sadly, he already knew that there would be nothing to be found though.

"Headmaster Dumbledore…"

He looked up, his eyes full of regrets, at the current director of the DMLE. "Black had a visitor last night, Minister Fudge."

"Surely we do not think that the Minister was involved…" Pomona Sprout whispered in shock.

"Or that he would be stupid enough to help the man escape… and smart enough to actually do so…" Snape muttered in contempt.

"No, he is not suspected as being involved." Bones replied, ignoring the quip from the Potion master, "However, he did note that his visit was short. He apparently wanted to rub the fact that Harry Potter was alive and well in the man's face, and had shown him a copy of the class photos from the Prophet."

"Stupid ignorant man…"

Everyone turned to McGonagall, who had begun cursing softly in a thick accent, "now he knows what Harry looks like!"

"Albus…"

The man returned his attention to the head of the DMLE, whose eyes were wide in horror. "Mr. Potter said he lived in the Muggle world. When he returns this summer he won't have any protection, Black will be able to locate him!"

"We will relocate him of course, I was intending on doing so during the summer this merely puts more haste in these old bones."

"But where to Headmaster? Most of the boy's friends are in Slytherin. Merlin knows that the Malfoy's would not think twice about turning him over to a Death Eater." Severus noted, earning winces from the remainder of the room.

The elder Wizard sat in silence for several minutes, going over various scenarios in his mind before seemingly coming to a decision. "We need an expert."

The others blinked in confusion. "An expert sir?" Tonks questioned, speaking up for the first time since her boss had entered the room.

"Yes, an expert in Sirius Black. We need someone who knows how he thinks, how he will react and plan, or at least how he used to. Amelia, please reach out and contact Mad-Eye Moody for me, he helped instruct the boy when he first joined the Aurors. I will be summoning Remus Lupin in a few…"

The snort from Snape was heard by all, and earned him quite a few glares.

"I understand that you do not like him Severus, but I hope you can agree that Harry's safety is more important than your dislike of the man."

"Yes… of course Headmaster."

"I will attempt to keep you both working on separate projects as often as possible to keep your interactions to a minimum."

The Slytherin head blinked in shock, before nodding graciously.

...

"We should take him out of the country."

"Screw the bloody country, let's get him off of the continent! "

"Oh because that will work, what do you intend to do hastily setup a bunch of wards on a random island?"

"Yes!"

"What about one of the Auror safe-houses?"

"You mean the ones Black already knows about?"

"No, I mean the new ones he doesn't know about."

"And hope that no one in the DMLE has any dark connections?"

As the room spun with various arguments of how to proceed Albus Dumbledore directed his attention to the one person not speaking at all. The man who had taken to staring out of the window to the courtyard below his office.

What was Remus Lupin looking at? The Forbidden Forest? The Quidditch field? The Lake? What memories consumed his thoughts?

"Remus?"

The man snapped out of his stupor, and turned to look at those who had fallen silent at the Headmaster's soft, but commanding, inquiry.

"What do you suggest my boy?"

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