Welcome to one of my TBC (To Be Continued) Series! This is a Harry Potter one, with Harry "adopting" Padfoot. And there is no YAOI (Sorry fangirls) so hope ya'll enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter! If I did then Padfoot be alive till the very end and Voldemort will stay the fuck dead!

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Harry left Quality Quidditch Supplies, after seeing the Firebolt for the first time. He wandered away from the amazing broom, which was calling at him like a Siren. The black haired teen was snapped out of the Quidditch delirium by a crash of a trash can. Harry looked in the direction of the noise to see a dog. It was damn near pencil thin, with patches of its black fur missing. Harry felt his heart swell with sorrow at the clear signs of neglect left on what would be a handsome beast. The large hound rustled through the trash, trying to find something to eat. Harry, with his mind set, slowly approached the dog. Once he got close, he knelt on the ground near the dog. The raven haired teen whistled softly, getting the dog's attention.

The dog looked up at him before shrinking back. "Oh, it's okay. Come here boy." the dog carefully belly walked towards Harry's out stretched hand and sniffed it. Harry smiled softly before gently petting the dog on the head. "You're a friendly one, aren't you." Up close, Harry could see the damage left on the dog. "Oh, who could do such a thing to a sweet dog like you?" The dog looked up at Harry with big storm grey eyes. "Come on, lets get you something to eat." Harry stood up and the dog followed him back to the Leaky Cauldron...

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Sirius Orion Black could not believe his luck. Here he was, in a bathtub, being washed by his godson! Well, the boy had no idea that Sirius, the "killer" that was "after" him, was an illegal animagus. An illegal DOG animagus. Sirius suppressed a moan as another wave of hot water caressed over his battered body. Harry was giving him a bath, making the "mass murderer" mentally worship the boy. 'Merlin, this is heaven.' he thought as Harry began to lather some shampoo into his fur. The man turned dog whimpered in pleasure as the warm water was getting rid of the mini devils known as fleas.

Harry spoke to him, "Well, I bet this feels good huh?" Sirius barked at him in agreement. "Good? This feels like heaven!" Sirius barked at him. Harry laughed and continued to wash Sirius. Once Sirius was all clean and dried, Harry down to the main pub area of the Leaky Cauldron to get the dog something to eat. Sirius walked by the younger boy, wondering how in Merlin's saggy ass did he get in this? Harry sat down at a table and asked for a bowl of beef stew and a hamburger. Harry looked at the dog that was sitting next to him. "Well, I guess you need a name huh?" Sirius looked at him with his grey eyes. "Right, what to name you? Hmm. Ah! Fang, no Hagrid's dog's name is Fang. And like hell am I naming you Fluffy. Reminds me too much of first year." He looked at the dog again before something clicked.

"Oh! I remember reading a story back when I was in muggle school. It was the Legend of Padfoot. That's what I'm going to name you, Padfoot." the green eyed teen looked at the dog, "How bout that?" The "newly" named Padfoot barked happily and their food arrived...

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Harry yawned and stretched. Laying next to him was his dog Padfoot. It was the final day of the summer holidays and three weeks he spent in Diagon Alley with his new dog Padfoot. The raven haired teen smiled as he looked at the snoring dog. He was filling out well but was still too skinny, at least to his new owner. Around the large dog's neck was a white bandana that had locator and flea be gone charms on it. Harry smiled and got out of bed to get dressed. Padfoot snorted and shifted on the bed, making Harry suppress a chuckle. Once the Gryffindor was dressed, he woke up Padfoot. The dog yawned and after shaking off sleep, went with Harry to get something to eat.

Harry talked to his dog, "So Padfoot, I guess we will see Ron and Hermione on the Hogwarts Express tomorrow." Padfoot barked and wagged his tail before going back to his beef stew. Harry laughed and finished his own breakfast. Once both man and dog were done eating, they both went to take once last look at the Firebolt when someone yelled his name and he turned. "Harry! HARRY!" Sitting outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream parlor was a very freckly Ron and a very tan Hermione. "Finally!" Ron said as Harry sat down. "We've been looking for you. What's with the dog?" Harry looked over to Padfoot, who was eying Ron and Hermione like they were going to hurt his master.

"Oh! This is Padfoot, my dog." Hermione smiled and held out her hand to the large dog, "Come here boy. It's okay." Padfoot got closer and sniffed her hand before letting the muggle-born girl pet him. Ron looked at the dog with a curious look. "Blimey he's huge. Where did you get him?" Harry smiled, "Believe it or not, I found him rummaging through some trash bins by Quality Quidditch Supplies. Poor fella was skinnier than me and was going bald in some spots." Hermione rolled her eyes, "And you with your martyr complex took him in right?" The Boy-Who-Lived smiled sheepishly. "Well, enough about me, what about you two? How was your holiday?"

Hermione looked at her best friend with a serious look, "Did you really blow up your aunt Harry?" "I didn't mean to," said Harry as both Ron and Padfoot roared with laughter. "I just – lost control." "It's not funny Ron." Hermione snapped. The friends continued to talk, after Ron and Padfoot got over laughing. While the friends bonded again, Sirius looked around the Parlor, spotting a family. It was a mother, father and a baby girl around a year old. Sirius padded over to them, since the dad was letting his baby girl try to walk. The girl's mother spoke to her husband. "Honey, she will walk when she feels like it." Her husband retorted back, "I know but I'm helping her out a bit." The baby girl didn't register that her parents were talking, she was more focused on the big doggy watching them.

The girl took a step but fell on her butt. The dog got closer and stood by her. The baby gripped on his fur tightly and pulled herself up. Sirius winced but did nothing as he helped the baby girl walk to her momma. The parents watched in shock as a strange dog was helping their baby girl walk. "Sarah!" said the mother as the girl walked on her own. Sirius smiled to himself as he watched the family bond over the baby's first steps. He heard Harry whistle for him, Sirius went back to his godson/ "owner". Hermione and Ron looked at the animagus with wide eyes.

Harry knelt to Padfoot's look his dog eye to eye. "Did you help another baby walk?" Padfoot barked, making his owner laugh. "Good boy Padfoot!" Ron spoke, "Harry, what do you mean another?" Harry stood and as they began walking to the Magical Menagerie, after paying for their ice cream. "Well, when I first came here with Padfoot, he began playing with the children that would be here with their parents. No matter their age. He would help babies walk, say doggie and if they began to cry, make them laugh. He loves kids. Which is a good thing since I'm taking him with me to Hogwarts." Hermione frowned as Ron laughed, "Man, he is going to scare someone with his size mate." Harry grinned, letting Ron enter the store first. Padfoot followed behind the humans, looking at the pocket Scabbers was in.

They Golden Trio waited patiently behind a fellow who had a double-ended newt. Once the double-ended newt wizard left, and Ron approached the counter. "It's my rat," he told the witch, "He's been off color since I brought him back from Egypt." Padfoot rolled his eyes. 'Wormtail has been off color ever since he's heard that I escaped. Just you wait you rat bastard [A/N: NO PUN INTENDED!] I will get my revenge. It was because of you that Harry is now an orphan.' Padfoot looked around the store, spotting the cage of black dancing rats who were looking at "Scabbers" with interest. 'Ron is right, show offs' thought Sirius. As Ron was going to buy a bottle of rat tonic, something big and orange landed on his head.

The big orange thing jumped from the top of Ron's head, and landed on Sirius's rear. Harry tore after his dog, seeing him howl in pain. The orange cat or tiger thing got off of Padfoot, but Scabbers ran out of the shop. "Padfoot stay here with Hermione! Ron wait up!" yelled Harry as both he and his other best friend charged after the escaped rat. Padfoot looked at the bushy haired girl as she began talking to the sales-witch about the orange demon named Crookshanks...

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After the boys had secured Scabbers, they went back to the Magical Menagerie. As they reached it, Hermione came out, but she wasn't carrying an owl. Her arms were clamped tightly around the enormous ginger cat that had attacked both Ron and Padfoot. Which said dog was eying the large cat with a look. "You bought that monster?" said Ron, his mouth hanging open. Padfoot agreed with the ginger teen, carefully going to Harry's side. "He's gorgeous, isn't he?" said Hermione, glowing. Both Padfoot and Harry shared a look 'That was a matter of opinion.' thought Harry. His dog looked at him with a look that clearly said, "Please tell me she is joking."

"Hermione, that thing nearly scalped me!" said Ron. "He didn't mean to, did you, Crookshanks?" said Hermione. "And what about Scabbers?" said Ron, pointing to the lump in his chest pocket. 'What about the rat?' [A/N: Cookie for who guesses it right] "He needs rest and relaxation! How's he going to get it with that thing around?" Padfoot snorted and looked at his owner that said, "He does have a point." Harry just shook his head as the two continued to bicker before they all set off to the Leaky Cauldron. Upon arriving, they found Mr. Weasley sitting in the bar, reading the Daily Prophet. "Harry!" he said, smiling as he looked up. "How are you? And who's your furry friend?"

Padfoot barked and began licking Arthur's hand. "Fine thanks and this is Padfoot." said Harry as he, Ron, and Hermione joined Mr. Weasley with all their shopping. Arthur put down his paper, and Harry saw the now familiar picture of Sirius Black staring up at him. "They still haven't caught him, then?" he asked. "No," said Mr. Weasley who was petting Padfoot on the head and looking extremely grave. "They've pulled us all off our regular jobs at the Ministry to try to find him, but no luck so far." Padfoot mentally snickered. 'Wonder what he would do if I transformed right now. Three words would be perfect: Best. Prank. Ever.' thought the dog animagus as he went back to Harry's side.

As Ron and his father were talking about who would catch Sirius Black, Ron's mother entered the bar, laden with shopping bags and followed by the twins Fred and George. Percy and Ginny followed them. Ginny blushed and muttered a "hello" to Harry without looking at him. She did squeal in joy once her eyes fell upon Padfoot. She squatted next the large dog and began to rub behind his ears, making the Grim look-a-like fall in love with her immediately. Harry smiled at that before looking at Percy. The new Head Boy held out his hand solemnly as though he and Harry never met and said, "Harry. How nice to see you."

"Hello, Percy, "said Harry, trying not to laugh. "I hope you're well?" said Percy pompously, shaking hands. Harry tried not to notice how it was more like meeting an important political figure instead of his best friend's older brother. "Very well, thanks –" "Harry!" said Fred, elbowing Percy out of the way and bowing deeply. "Simply splendid to see you old boy –" "Marvelous," said George, pushing Fred aside and seizing Harry's hand in turn. "Absolutely spiffing." Percy scowled as Padfoot, who was watching with Ginny, was barking/laughing at the twins.

"That's enough now." said Molly. "Mum!" said Fred as thought he'd only just spotted her and seizing her hand too. "How really corking to see you –" "I said that's enough," she said, depositing her shopping bags in an empty chair. Ginny stopped petting Padfoot and the dog made his way back to Harry, trying not to laugh at the Twins. "Hello Harry dear. Who is this?" she went down to eye level to Padfoot and smiled. "My dog Padfoot." "Well, he's very handsome but a bit skinny. Like someone I know," she sent a look to the green eyed teen, who smiled innocently. "If he spends a summer with us, he no doubt would be fattened up in no time." She stood up and proceeded to tell Harry that Percy became the second Head Boy in the family, much to her joy. "Second Head Boy in the family!" Molly said, swelling with pride.

As Percy told their mother that Ginny had better brothers to example after, George told Harry that the twins tried to shut Percy in pyramid. Both man and dog laughed, catching the twins eye. "Oh ho? Who is this?" Fred asked. "This is Padfoot." Harry noticed a look of shock pass over both the twins faces before schooling their faces. "Is that right? Well, how long have you had this big boy?" Padfoot had a knowing look on his face as Harry explained to the twins about the dog...

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Dinner that night was an enjoyable affair. Tom the innkeeper put three tables together in the parlor, and the seven Wealeys, Harry, Hermione and Padfoot ate their way through five delicious courses. Padfoot kept begging for scraps and only stopped when Molly gave him a sharp tap on the nose. Everyone except Harry laughed at the defeated look on the dog's face. Fred soon asked his dad on how everyone would be getting to King's Cross tomorrow. Padfoot looked up from his vanilla pudding [A/N: Since chocolate is poisonous to dogs] to see Arthur's ears turning red, something Harry noticed too.

After dinner, everyone felt tired and sleepy, Well, except for Padfoot but that was because dogs and sugar don't mix too well. Padfoot was running around Harry, who was back in room trying to close his trunk. He finally had it closed and locked when he heard angry voices coming from Ron and Percy's room. Both he and Padfoot went to see what was going on only to see Percy shouting. Padfoot ignored the humans and began sniffing around Ron and Percy's room. It smelled of boy, rat and clothes with a hint of dirt. Sirius looked at Ron's bed to see "Scabbers" snoozing on it. Oh how Sirius wanted to kill him but he knew if he killed his godson's best friend's pet then he would never be forgiven.

So for now, Padfoot glowered at the rat animagus as Harry went to look for Ron's rat tonic...

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Padfoot watched his owner as he layed on his bed. Padfoot rested at the foot of the bed, wondering why Harry was quiet. He kept wondering until Harry said "I'm not going to be murdered." Padfoot nearly jumped a foot in the air when Harry's mirror spoke, "That's the spirit,dear." Harry calmed the escaped convict in disguise before going to sleep. Sirius watched his godson before falling asleep himself, dreaming of better times...

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End of Chapter! Man, this was hard to write . And also people I was debating on continuing it or not but one of my best friends said not too since I ended it well. X3 Thanks Chris-kun! And there will be more!