This is my new twilight story.

Pairings; Jacob/Harry. All the other normal pairings.

Warnings: Mpreg, Slash, doesn't follow the books at all.

Chapter One.

Knock, knock, knock.

Harry uncurled himself from the rug in front of the fire and went to answer the door. He was curious on who it could be, because his friends always call first and his godfather was out on duty.

He opened the door and peered around the edge and his eyes fell on Sirius' work partner.

His heart constricted. Oh God no! Don't let be what I think it his, his mind screamed as he welcomed Mark into his home.

Harry took in the grim face and the slight tears running down the man's face and he gasped.

"No, NO! He can't be dead, he said he would be back soon, you'll see" he exclaimed as he came to the realisation that this wasn't a social call.

"I'm so sorry Harry, we were attacked and they had guns.....

"NO! I told you Sirius will be back soon, just you wait!" he screamed at the officer as he collapsed onto floor in the lounge.

Mark regarded him sadly and sat with him on the floor and drew the sobbing teen into his arms.

Harry pounded his fists on Mark's chest all the while muttering "He'll be here, you'll see. You'll see"

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The day was miserable. The rain fell down heavily as though it too were crying. The sounds of sobs and the wind tearing through the graveyard was all Harry could hear. He was mindless to everything else as his gaze was fixed permanently on the coffin; the rain was drumming a deep, depressive rhythm on top of it. His eyes were emotionless and he had everyone worried. Since the day he found out Sirius was dead he hadn't let any emotion show since that fatal day.

He knew people were worried about him but he didn't care. He couldn't bring himself to. Sirius was gone and was never coming back, just like his parents.

Suddenly Harry was angry. How dare they leave him here, all by himself! And before anyone knew what was happening he ran. He ran as fast as he could to get away from the death that constantly surrounded him. Why couldn't he be a normal teenager, with parents and a godfather? Now with that one single shot of the gun Harry was once again an orphan.

He ran blindly as the rain hit his face, he ignored the voices calling him back, they couldn't understand. He ran as far and as fast as he could, until he found himself at the park; Sirius' favourite place to go with him.

A bittersweet smile made its way across Harry's face as he saw himself when he was five running away from Sirius with a huge smile on his face. Suddenly he was flying and he looked down to see himself in his godfather's arms. He watched as the younger version of himself hugged Sirius around the neck.

"I love you daddy Sirius"

"I love you too Harry"

Harry shook out of the memory and landed on his knees screaming at the sky yelling about the injustice and to give Sirius back to him.

Arms wrapped round his neck and he turned into their body, barely registering that it was Remus.

He sobbed into the shoulder and continuously murmured, "Why is fate so cruel to me?"

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As Harry was underage he had to stay with the next in kin. This happened to be an uncle of Sirius; who Harry had never met, who lived all the way in America.

He was now currently on a plane to go meet said uncle and his son.