XxAll credit to characters and the Harry Potter universe go to JK Rowling. (Sirius might be a bit au but who knows at this point)Xx

I was falling, hard and fast. The image burned behind my eyelids. A faint outline of a screaming Harry, held back by a tear stained and just as upset Remus. The scene was painted as if looking through a sheet of water. It was always my goddamn recklessness that hurt the people I love the most. How could I leave them? I finally am free and I go and fuck it all up. The fall was a long one, the small bit of light that I fell through was disappearing. I never quite liked the dark, especially after the sleepless nights in Azkaban. I let the dark creatures carry me off to someplace else, that resembled sleep.

I landed. Bouncing on the green and silver sheets in a place I once called my dreaded home. It was a place that haunted every corner of my being, but i was alive. So why was I back in Grimmauld Place, and why did my room look so ungryffindor, lacking the nude pictures of muggle girls and motorbikes. I left the silk sheets sticking to my sweat coated skin and took to my bathroom.

The first thing I was greeted with was my reflection. I studied every inch of my new body. What the hell happened. I was back to an 11 year old. My eyes surprisingly unhaunted, maybe even with a subtle twinkle. I examined my hair, no longer did it wall in heavy clumps, it was silky, smooth, and fell in regal waves surrounding my childish face. A face that would mature beautifully. My nose retained its aristocratic figure and my eyes the startling silver grey I remembered. Covered my thick dark lashes, I moved back examining my scrawny 11 year old body. Skin smooth and unblemished, I returned to my face giving myself an arching brow and a subtle smirk. I knew exactly where I was, and when. This was the night before I went to Hogwarts. Today was the eve of the day the marauders first met, and I was excited.

I awoke to my brother knocking. I decided with The opportunity of a second chance with him, I would take advantage of it, befriend him, and be the brother I should've been. His eyes, so much like mine, glittered with tears as he spoke,

"Sirius you can't leave me. Who'll stop mother and father? Who'll I play with? What if you don't like me when you come back?"

I stopped his questions with a look, one hopefully full of warmth.

"I will never, and i mean never, stop liking you. Reg, soon enough you'll be in Hogwarts with me and we'll be unstoppable—" I was interrupted by my mother shrieking.

"Sirius! Regulus! If you both are not down here without Sirius' trunk I will go up there and you will regret it."

My eyes must've shone with fear because Reg picked up a side of my trunk and gestured for me to take the other side. Together we brought it down to where my mother was waiting. She shrunk it and put it in her pocket as she made her way to the floo and spoke clearly "platform 9 3/4" erupting in green flames. I have Reg a quick hug and promised him I'd owl as I copied my mother's movements.

The next thing I saw was the Hogwarts express in all its glory and a jumping James saying goodbye to his parents and dashing into the train. That really set me into perspective, that was the first time I realized that I was back. I was going to have to see Peter, a young werewolf Remus without the wolfsbane, and James. Merlin, James, Prongs was alive. My thoughts were interrupted my my mother pushing me to the train and handing me my trunk, restored to true size. I walked onto the train my feet taking me to the iconic marauder compartment. James was sitting there waving to his parents with a warmth that I envied as a child. Sitting across was a tear stained Lily Evans waving to her parents as well, and a young Severus Snape sat beside her with his nose in a book.

"Hey do you mind if I sit with you, I'm a first year, my names Sirius."

Snape and Lily just eyes him, James was the only one to say anything. He grinned and said,

"Hiya Sirius, I'm James Potter! Of course you can sit in this compartment."

Our eyes clicked and I knew that we were already best friends in James' head. We started talking ignoring Snape and Lily even though it hurt me to see Lily sitting there, so alive.

As originally we got on the topic of house sorting.

I told James, "My whole family have been in Slytherin,"

"Blimey," said James, "and I thought you seemed all right!"

I grinned.
"Maybe I'll break the tradition. Where are you heading, if you've got the choice?"
James lifted an invisible sword.
"Gryffindor, where dwell the brave at heart!" Like my dad."

Much like last time Snape chuckled and said

"Yeah if you'd rather be brawny and without brains,"

Lily looked up at that and gave Snape a glare. As James retaliated instantly.

"Oh yeah, and where do you fancy going seeing as you've got neither?"

Lily's face turned red for Snape as she dragged Snape and herself out of the compartment, glaring daggers at us.

I figured I should be slightly nicer knowing that although Snape is a git, he's not an evil one. So I chose my words carefully and spoke to James,

"Hey I know that Snape guy was a git but I think that we should be a little nice to him." I saw James face change, "He still deserves a little prank for that though." I added as an afterthought. That made James laugh. James spoke,

"We should plan, but for right now we should put on our robes we're almost there."

I nodded as we both started getting changed.

I really couldn't believe it, I was back, with the power to change everything.

XX soo how'd ya like it? This is my first fanfic and I do enjoy suggestions and criticism ( keep it kind and constructive ). Thank you so much, if ya like it I'll keep writing and start making longer chapters. XX