"Mr Dogzard feeling better?"
Sirius was confused as he woke up about where he was. A quick glance around made him quickly realize he was no longer in his cell. He'd done it! He seemed to be in a barn of some type based on the smell of clean straw.
"Here. Harry Potter sir's Dogzard drink this now." A warm cup of tea was pushed into the now sitting Sirius Black's hands.
"Thank you, Dobby. Where are we? How did we get here?"
"Dobby find Mr Dogzard washed up on shore. Dobby bring to farm owned by bad old Master's company. Dobby able to gather everything Mr Dogzard need here with no one seeing. If wizard Aurors come, they find bad old Master's things." Sirius snickered at the elf setting up Lucius Malfoy for helping his escape. Who knew elves were such devious little blighters?
Sirius realized his wet prison garb was gone and he was dressed in soft, warm wizarding robes that had seen better days but were still serviceable. The new clothes felt odd after wearing the same clothes every day for almost a year. A bowl of hot stew sat on a small table within reach of the pallet Sirius was sitting on. Sirius's stomach rumbled in response to the smells.
Sirius shook his head in disbelief. "This is perfect, Dobby."
"Dobby just want to make Harry Potter sir happy! Harry Potter sir save the school and the Looney One and then free Dobby from Bad Master even though Dobby not able to keep his promise to find the Great Harry Potter a new family in time!" Dobby started wailing with big tears streaming down his face. "Harry Potter sir is too good to Dobby!"
Sirius was torn between concern the elf's noise would attract attention and amusement at the little guy's devotion to his godson. Merlin, he was worse the Kreacher! If Harry wasn't careful Dobby would start stealing his dirty shorts to snog!
"So, Harry isn't in danger right now?" the escapee asked.
"Harry Potter sir is safe for now. Harry Potter sir makes it that way. Dobby make it so Harry Potter's Dogzard won't be missed from the Evil Place for while so Dogzard has time to rest before going to Great Harry Potter. Now Dobby must go."
The elf disappeared with a pop leaving the bemused… and exhausted wizard behind. Sirius finished his meal before snuggling back into his blankets to sleep.
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20 June 1993
It took the better part of a month for Sirius to really start feeling… well, sane. Dobby's assistance over the previous months was a great start but being away from the 'Evil Place' made an even bigger difference. Dobby continued to provide food and potions to the fugitive wizard. The little elf also gave the fugitive his first shave and haircut in over ten years. The transformation from insane looking fugitive to close cut well-groomed hair with a tight goatee was nothing short of magical.
Dobby also arrived with a box of wands for Sirius to try. "Trophies from bad old master. He not miss from Hidden Place," was all the elf said as he popped in to drop them off.
Sirius went through the box both excited and fearful. He was excited to finally have a wand. But he was also afraid of what he would find.
The fourth wand he tried confirmed his fear. He recognized the wand. It belonged to Edgar Bones. He also found wands belonging to the Prewett twins and another he thought belonged to Caradoc Dearborn. Apparently Lucius kept the wands from people he killed as trophies. The very thought made Sirius queasy two weeks later. Eventually, Sirius found a wand that was a near match for his old one. Fortunately it didn't belong to anyone he'd known from the 'Old Crowd'.
The farm Dobby had taken Sirius was located well to the south in England, near the village of Staplehurst in Kent. The farm seemed abandoned to both magical and muggle use. It was only the inside of the large barn that still seemed maintained. When asked, Dobby only said, "Bad old master use it for emergency storage." Based on the combined Muggle-repelling and privacy wards, Sirius guessed ol'Lucius was using this place for storing black market goods. It amused Sirius to think the wards intended to protect Malfoy's illegal goods were also hiding him from Ministry detection. Have to love the irony.
Today was the first day since his escape that Sirius had left the farm. He needed to find the rat so he could clear his name, but first he needed to do something else.
He needed to check on his godson.
Sirius was able to easily slip into the crowded Staplehurst railway station. It was full of commuters on their way to London. Dressed as an office-worker, no one gave the thin, pale, dark haired man a second glance. Sirius enjoyed being surrounded by people again. He felt alive for the first time in years. And it had nothing to do with the pair of attractive young women standing on either side of him that kept bumping into him as the train wound its way through the English countryside.
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