Harry Potter and the Prince of Slytherin

Sirius Black had escaped from prison and now the dementors of Azkaban were on full alert including the ministry, one of them being the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge himself. Aurors were sent out to look for him including some dementors who were set loose on nearby Islands but there was no result.

Fudge had summarised one thing if Sirius Black was out he will be after Harry Potter and probably Draco Black, after all, how can that deranged criminal forgive anyone especially the one who stole his title and heirship. Fudge quickly wrote a letter to send to the Malfoys but stopped midway through since he didn't have an excuse for Sirius's escape. He didn't know if this was the right thing to do or not but one thing was certain, not even the purebloods will be able to save him this time.

"What are you doing here?" Kreacher yelled at the man with disheveled clothes, as he entered without looking at the elf. Dobby who was given the duty to activate a magical charm if someone entered the house, quickly did so as he went to stop Kreacher.

The man entered the living room and sat on one of the couch as he looked here and there thinking how all the things were still the same, he couldn't hear his mother screaming which was quite pleasant but other than the elf's blabbering the man felt a sense of loneliness.

"How are you doing, Sirius?"

Sirius heard someone behind him as he went on full alert quickly reacting and pointing his wand towards the boy who stood behind him cooly. But before he could react the wand in his hand melted and the couch he was standing on began morphing as it trapped his leg.

"To think that all this time in Azkaban and your skill is still better than a lot of Aurors is really a wonderful thing. It shows how strong the past you was." Draco said in an appreciating tone as he sat opposite of Sirius who was growling and snarling at him, "But I am not stupid either, though the wand belonged to one of your forefathers, I did mess with it a little so it was under my control all along, well the destruction path at least."

"Who are you?" Sirius said still trying to get out from the couch's grab.

"Let me introduce myself properly Sirius," Draco said, "I am Draco Malfoy, now Black.--now, now you might want to listen to me first. I indeed did inherit the Black family, since you were in Azkaban and Bellatrix was in Azkaban as well, there was no way the Black family was going to continue, so asking your mother, I legally inherited the house, though I might have used some corrupt minister to get the job done quick its all legal I swear."

"Why did you help me?" Sirius said calming down a bit, as the couch began loosening the more calm he was, "And how did you know?"

"It wasn't that hard to find about some things, after all, I have decent connections-- Sigh! Fine, I asked my father and he told me that you had no connection with the dark lord whatsoever so due to it, I already had my suspicions and through that, I dug a bit deeper and the connection between you and all the Marauders as you call yourselves."

"How did you know about Peter and our animagus form?" Sirius calmed down further, as the crouch completely loosen its grip on him morphing back to a normal couch again.

"I can't sell all my secrets now can I?" Draco said as he looked at the wounds on his body, "Go take a shower, I'll leave you with some healing potions. Take a good night rest, and we will talk tomorrow."

"You haven't answered my question yet? Why did you help me?"

"As I said in the letter I need some help from you and I'll help you with your Peter Pettigrew problem."

Draco stood up as he looked at Sirius carefully one more time. He had seen pictures of Sirius before but now, unfortunately, Sirius' handsomeness had suffered due to the depression and maltreatment he underwent during the twelve years he spent in Azkaban. As a result, Sirius had prematurely aged beyond that of a man in his thirties. He had a gaunt, sunken face, waxy skin, yellow teeth, and long, matted hair.

"What are you looking at kid?" Sirius snarled.

"Glad to see that you still have some sanity left." Draco said, "You're supposed to be my Maternal cousin once removed but now since we share the same surname and same house, I'll call you uncle if that's okay with you."

Sirius didn't say anything at first but after a while, he mumbled, "Just call me Sirius."

"Will do." Draco said, "Kreacher wouldn't bother you anymore at least he shouldn't but you know how he is so if you need something call Dobby, he's less annoying for you."

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"So you're staying in Durmstrang now and you need my help to stop your senior who is very dangerous?" Sirius snorted, it was the morning of the next day and now that Christmas was over, Draco had arrived back at Blackhouse to have a proper talk with Sirius.

"It might sound like a joke but I am serious," Draco said as he presented the news about Pius and the rest, including all the information he had on Ryan's base to Sirius, "He's the same as Voldermort maybe even more dangerous, but he's not as strong now so this is the right time to attack."

Sirius narrowed his eyes at the name Voldemort as he looked at the papers. Looking at the data, it was clear the person who Draco was so worried about seemed to be a big deal.

"Why not ask the ministry to take care of this?"

"With Pius involved last time, I don't trust them enough on this and besides I don't exactly have the evidence that all this is done by a bloody cripple."

"So what does this Ryan guy have to do with you?"

"My body is a bit special you see." Draco said with a hint of a lie, "I accidentally became a half-Veela of a sort, so he wants to basically take over my body and with his knowledge of Black magic wants to take over the world."

"Veela blood?" Sirius said looking at Draco from head to toe, "No wonder, I smelt something weird the moment I met you, but a half-veela seriously?"

Draco shrugged as he conjured fire in his hand as he shot it at the fireplace, lighting the woods on fire. Sirius nodded as he looked at what happened, "So what do you want me to do?"

"I want you to attack at this base here." Draco said pointing to a map, "This base is what I've concluded to be the main base of operation and with your animagus ability, I want you to infiltrate the camp and have a go at it. Considering your skills you should be fine there."

"I am weak right now, do you really think I can fight werewolves and wizards in this state."

"We still have a couple of days to prepare, after all in a heated conversation I might have stabbed the guy and made him a bit hot-headed, but you shouldn't worry as I'll be your back up."

"You? What do you think you can do?"

"I am a really good wizard if you let me do my job, so basically you'll attack from the inside and I'll cause distraction from the outside so you won't have all the heat on you."

"And if I refuse?"

"I'll kill you here and now," Draco said not even flinching.