No One But You (Only the Good Die Young)
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A hand above the water
An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in heaven -
Do you want us to cry?
Sirius Black was shoving his way through the mob; he could see Peter scrambling away ahead of him, terrified. The muggles surrounding them seemed to be clueless, for none of them jumped in the way, trying to protect the piece of filth Sirius was chasing.
He already knew the Ministry was after him, that they had every intention of sending him to Azkaban for 'consulting' with Voldemort. As far as they knew, it had been him who had given up Lily and James' secret, him who had spread their whereabouts.
And everywhere the broken-hearted
On every lonely avenue
No-one could reach them
No-one but you
"Peter Pettigrew!" Sirius had the tiny rat cornered, well, like a rat. The irony flashed through Sirius' mind like wildfire, and he laughed, loud, uproariously.
"S-Sirius! Please, no!" His frantic cries had been heard by muggles within hearing rang, and they turned to watch.
"You betrayed them, Peter! They're dead because of you!"
Peter's back hit the wall behind him, frantically searching for a way out, there was only one that he seen, but could he do it? Sirius was already aiming his wand, a maddening glow in his eyes. Peter knew he had every intention of striking him down, every intention of killing him…
Almost on cue, Sirius laughed. "I'm going to kill you now, Peter! Like you killed them!"
"I didn't, no! I would never-"His voice was high, almost feminine as he struggled to calm his friend down.
One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flying too close to the sun
And life goes on -
Without you...
"Goodbye, Peter!" Sirius' voice rang through the crowded muggle street. Ministry officials were apparating around them, and as the scene between Sirius and Peter met their eyes, they whipped out their wands. Sirius barely spared them a glance, before his wand flicked through the air…
The flash of green light screamed through the air, and Peter Pettigrew screamed a scream so loud, so passionate, that people around the started to cry.
The spell had been so strong, that Peter wasn't the only one killed. As Sirius gazed around, he saw muggles and aurors alike lying upon the ground, motionless. He felt no pity for these people, none once-so-ever. They had tried to stop him, tried to keep him and avenging James, and the ever-so beautiful Lily.
Another Tricky Situation
I get the drownin' in the Blues
And I find myself thinkin'
Well - what would you do?
He knew James, if he had been here; something much worse would have been done to the traitorous Wormtail.
Suddenly, he felt a laugh, loud and strong, well up inside him. He felt no need to keep it in; Aurors were already handcuffing him, pulling him away from the muggle street. So he laughed.
And as he did so, he though of his fallen friends, and Remus too. And then, of little Harry. He would grow up to be just like his parents, and Sirius already knew he wouldn't be growing in his household. Or that of his parents…
The maniacal laughter seemed to die in his throat.
Yes! - it was such an operation
Forever paying every due
Hell, you made a sensation
You found a way through - and
One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
We'll remember -
Forever...
Sirius felt sudden overwhelming emotions. Harry, an orphan. He, Sirius, would gladly trade Harry his childhood, if only the boy could have family.
He turned to the Auror holding him, feeling the man's wand dig into his throat. "Please," He begged, looking madder than ever. "My godson, please."
"You won't have a godson where you're going, Black." The Auror laughed; his voice cold and hard.
And now the party must be over
I guess we'll never understand
The sense of your leaving
Was in the way it was planned?
And so we dress another table
And raise our glasses one more time
There's a face at the window
And I ain't never, never sayin' goodbye...
They dissapparated, appearing on the sea-shore. Looming in the distance was a Great, ruddy castle. Sirius knew it immediately to be Azkaban Prison.
He gave a great wail, sounding very much like the dog he was, as the Auror's pushed him down into a tiny row boat. Floating near the front was a Dementor, watching Sirius closely, laughing.
Insides burning, Sirius couldn't help but laugh, again.
One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
Cryin' for nothing
Cryin' for no-one
No-one but you.
Standing still where they had been left, even when the tiny row boat had reached the opposite shore, they could still hear the maniacal, barking laugh of Sirius Black.