Chapter One.
So, here we go! My rewrite, as promised! All of the flashbacks are in the first person because. SO let's start at Sirius' home. The one he bought with his uncle's money. It's about a week before James and Lily 'die'. It is a hot day in the middle of October. As in other stories I have written but not yet posted, Sirius has a daughter. But Voldemort kills her mother. That detail, is not in this story. Sorry…
Sirius gazed out of his window. He could hear and see Sienna playing in the garden. Albus had helped him set up some wards around the premises so that no one could get in and hurt his daughter. He was currently debating whether or not to tell Albus that Peter was the Potter's secret keeper nit him. 'Though surely he already knows that…' Sirius thought. He had taken his eyes and ears away from the window and his daughter and turned to his desk, re-reading James' last letter. Oh, how he longed to see his best friend and his family again. He missed them all greatly. They had gone in to hiding only a week after her death. But in that week they had helped him a great deal with Sienna.
"Daddy?" Sienna said knocking on the door.
"Ah, hello Sie. Are you okay?" He asked smiling as his 3 year old daughter.
"Yeah. Can you read me pease?" She begged.
'She looks so much like her mother' He thought to himself, nodding for her to get the book. He sometimes hated looking at her, due to the painful reminded of what he had lost only months ago. Sienna came back with a book 'Beauty and the Beast' her favourite. She read it to Remus when he visited. She said that even werewolves deserve a princess. Sienna adored Remus, she looked up to him. If Sirius wasn't there then he would be. Sirius knew he should be grateful that Remus could be there for Sienna, if anything happened to him, but for some reason he felt an inexplicable surge of anger towards the werewolf, and he had to stop himself from swearing. 'The damn lying werewolf.'
Sienna noticed that he looked worried and he smiled down apologetically at her.
"I'm fine hun. So what page were we on." He smiled.
He read the story and then made them both some chicken and rice for dinner. They sat rather quietly; listening to the clinking of cutlery against china.
"Why can't we see Auntie Lily?" Sienna said suddenly.
'Another someone she adores.' He thought before saying "She is in danger, Albus has put her, James and Harry somewhere safe, so no one can find them." He said taking a swig of my butterbeer. "I have another meeting tonight. Megan will be here in an hour and will put you to bed."
"But daddy. You never put me bed anymore." She hissed.
He hated leaving her but he had no choice, he and Moody had to give in their reports and then listen to Severus explain something…
The meeting…
Sirius sat between Remus and Moody. Several new scars had formed across his friends face. 'Filthy werewolf. Spy for Voldemort.' Sirius sucked in some air and whispered "shut up" Remus looked at him and frowned, watching as Sirius shook him off. Then Severus stood up. Albus hushed the group and told both Remus and Sirius to stay calm.
"Now Severus has something very important to tell us. In NO circumstances are you to yell at him." Albus explained.
"Yes. So..." Severus stammered, as he stood up in front of the entire order. "I am the Death Eater that overheard the prophecy. I told the Dark Lord. He interpreted it as the Potters, but there were other… families." He said glancing at the Long bottom's.
Sirius stood and stared at Severus. Emotionless. Albus couldn't even use Legilimency to see what was going through his mind. Sirius, had become fairly skilled in Occlumency, but Albus knew he wasn't using it.
"I didn't know he would think it was them, Sirius." Severus began, but closed his mouth when Sirius held his hand up to him.
"They have to hide, because of you?" Sirius asked, his voice monotone.
"Yes." Severus said, trying to sound like he wasn't scared.
"You are an arsehole, Severus Snape." Sirius frowned, before walking out of the room.
He walked out of the abandoned building, on to the street in an almost deserted part of London at night. He walked towards his old home. The place he had been saved from, by James… and Lily.
Flashback…
I lay on my bedroom floor, in my own blood, battered and bruised. My parents had forced me home for Christmas this year. It was my sixth year. I really didn't want to be here. Things had gotten worse each day. Part of me was trying to piss my parents off, but the other part of me was trying to stay away from them. I hid under my bed most of the time. Out of sight, until Kreacher came in one day and discovered the my hide out. Out of the blue, one Walburga stormed in to my room and dragged me to the top of the stairs by my ear, and threw me down each flight. At the bottom of the stairs I was met by my tall pale faced nightmare… Voldemort.
"Bellatrix tells me you have been a bad boy. I must punish bad boys… CRUCIO!" He hissed, sounding just like a snake.
I felt electricity burn through my spine and a punching feeling in my head.
"STOP!" I yelled out. "PLEASE! STOP!"
"NO!" Voldemort shouted. "You deserve to be punished."
He nodded once at Orion Black, who stood and grabbed me by the neck. Lifting me to my feet, as the curse subsided. Orion made me stand against the wall and handed his belt to Walburga. She whipped and slashed at my back like she was chopping wood. I bit down on my lip so hard I pierced straight through it. I began to wheeze and bleed from my nose. Suddenly the pain began to subside. I realised my mother had stopped, but then I felt it… The blow. It was usually with a candle stick, but this felt sharper and it didn't hurt in my head. It felt like something had been struck in to my abdomen, I looked down. I saw a familiar looking dagger sticking out of my stomach. My breath got caught and I blinked. I couldn't breathe as I took a hold of the dagger and took a better look at the design on the handle… Bellatrix. I turned to face my parents and there she stood, between them. Smirking with that sadistic smile. I tried to catch my breath, quickly drawing my wand and firing a stunning spell at them. I ran to my room and shut the door. I wheezed harder than before a scribbled a note to James. I watched my owl leave as I gradually lost consciousness. Everything was black until I heard the knock on my window, I opened my eyes and saw the blur of a person in my window. I squinted, to try and see them better. There were two people in the window, a boy and a girl. The girl had her wand out and pointed it at the window. Next thing I knew there was a harsh cold breeze in my face. I closed my eyes again, and the next time I opened them, James and Lily were sitting in front of me.
"Sirius? Sirius? Look at me buddy?" James asked shaking my shoulders.
"James. Someone's coming upstairs." Lily said panicked.
"No." I gasped, trying to sit up.
"No lay down mate. I've got it." James said muttering some spells, pointing his wand at the door.
"You're alright Sirius. I promise you." Lily said stroking my hair back. "We're going to get you out of here."
"Ready Lily?" James asked grabbing a hold of my leg.
Lily nodded and took my arm. Then after a horrible lurch and a sinking feeling, I was in the Potters living room…
Flashback end…
He looked up at the tall black building. It looked as abandoned as always. 'Only people the owner of the house wanted to see it could see it.' He remembered his dad saying. He shook his head and glared in to each individual window. Nothing. Empty maybe, or teaming with Death Eaters Sirius thought. He walked back in to the centre of London and sat down in an empty coffee shop. He stirred the coffee absentmindedly until and familiar grey wizard sat down beside him.
"He didn't know, Sirius." Albus told Sirius.
"I don't give a fuck! My best friend and his family are in danger because of him!" Sirius hissed.
Albus looked at the younger wizard as he stormed out of the coffee shop and back to his home.
Sirius arrived home to find his daughter lying sleeping; she had probably stayed up waiting for him. He looked at her happily and carried her up to bed. He watched her for a moment a realised that he was the lucky one now. He was the one who was free. It should be James. It should be Lily. It should be Harry. They should be free.