sorry this chapter is shorter than me in 2nd grade.. but pls give ideas for me and vote and comment
Sirius picked up his phone.
No, Ronald. The Dursleys beat me. I hope they go to bloody hell.
He reread the message and took a moment to process the words.
Dursleys...Why did that sound so familiar???
Suddenly it occurred to him. Someone named Harry was being beaten and starved by people by the name of Dursley.
I'm going to kill that bloody man!
He didn't even bother to respond to the message. "Albus Dumbledore's office" He said while waiting to floo and strangle a man that gave his word that Harry Potter was safe and happy.
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One Wrong Text and a Rescue
FanfictionSirius Black was livid. He had just been freed from Azkaban after a decade and Albus Dumbledore was refusing to give him custody or even see his 11 almost 12 year old godson. What happens when he texts the wrong number, and finds out all he needs to...
