I know most of you have read the Order of the Phoenix. This takes place after Sirius fell through the veil. What happened to our favorite Marauder? Did he die like people say? Or was the veil a portal to some other point in space and time? Did Sirius land in a parallel universe, in the past, in the future? What happened to him?

This is what I think happened.

This starts at the battle scene before Bellatrix sends Sirius through the veil.

The story also takes place, mostly in Sirius' POV.


Chapter 1: Back to the Past

I ducked Bella's first jet of red light, laughing at her. "Come on, you can do better than that!" I yelled, my voice echoing off the walls. But I was caught off guard when her second shot hit me square in the chest. The laughter hadn't died from my face, but my eyes widened in shock.

Why must that damned veil be behind me?

I had heard tales about the veil in the Department of Mysteries. One of Regulus' friends dads worked in the Department of Mysteries. He told us stories of the veil. He said that whoever enters the veil is never seen again. He thinks it's because they die upon entry. Another person said that it leads to different worlds.

To be honest, I'm not sure what to believe, but I'm sure going to find out in a second.

I fell through the veil into darkness, only to hear Bellatrix's triumphant scream and seconds later Harry yelling my name. I wanted to answer. Oh, how I wanted to answer, to tell Harry it was okay, that I was okay, that I wasn't dead…yet.

I fell through the darkness and saw the faces of dead loved ones. I saw James and Lily, Regulus, and other friends and family that had died.

Finally I landed somewhere. It felt soft, like a bed and pillow.

I groaned. My head hurt like I had gotten hit with a bludger.

"Moony, Wormtail! He's waking up."

I groaned again. Did that person not know I had a spli—Wait! Did he just call Remus and Peter?

I opened my eyes and saw James standing over me. "James! I missed you so much!" I shouted. I tried to sit up but the pain in my head stopped me. You know, I think I had felt this before. It was after a match against Ravenclaw when I got hit square in the head by a bludger. It was near the end of our fifth year. Actually, it was the second to last game of our fifth year.

"That game was bloody brilliant!" shouted James.

I cringed at the volume.

"Wait…Missed me? It hasn't been that long since you last saw me," he said, concern in his voice.

"Too bad you got hit half way through the game," Remus said sitting down on the bed at my feet.

"I was worried sick, Padfoot. You've been out for three days," said James as he hugged me, or strangling me is more like it.

I looked at him and saw the concern in his eyes. Three days?

Wait! That does mean I'm back in the past! When the time comes I can warn Lily and James about Pettigrew. Wait, warn them? I can make sure Peter doesn't betray us this time…Oh! And I could be nicer to Reggie and make sure he doesn't become a death eater this time.

What came between us before? Was it that I got into Gryffindor and Mum and Dad didn't like that so he thought less of me?

"Hey, Pads. Earth to Sirius," said James waving a hand in front of my face.

"Oh!" I said with a forced laugh. "Just thinking."

"Since when do you think?" asked James with a laugh.

"Yeah, don't go hurting yourself there, Padfoot," said Remus with a lighthearted grin on his face, but his eyes showing concern. I should probably keep in mind that it's not like me to keep spacing out like that.

"I'm fine you guys," I said trying to keep my thoughts to myself.

"You should get some more sleep, Padfoot," said Peter.

Later I woke up because I was so restless. I think I had slept all the next day and part of the next night.

I was half way down the stairs to the common room when I stopped in my tracks because I heard talking.

"Sirius isn't acting like himself, guys," said Peter.

"No dip, Wormtail," snapped Prongs. Wow, he really must be worried about me. As much as Peter gets on our nerves by doing the exact same thing we do, James has never snapped at him before.

"We need to find out what's bothering him," said Remus.

"Bothering him?" asked James in the tone that he gave me once when I said we should go up to the Astronomy Tower and fly to the moon with our brooms. "He said he missed me, like he hadn't seen me in years." There was silence before James spoke again. "You don't think that the bludger messed with his head when it hit him, do you Moony?" asked James, trying but failing to keep the concern from his voice.

"I don't think that's what happened, but we should talk to him tomorrow to see what's going on in his head."

James got up and so did the others.

Crap! I mentally shouted at myself. I hurried back up the stairs and headed toward the room and my bed.

I woke up the next morning and lay in bed thinking of what I should tell them when I heard muffled noises from James bed. I pulled the curtain away from my four-poster bed to see a wriggling mass of blankets on the floor. "Need help, Prongs?" I asked as he fought with the blankets to let him go.

He started to mutter a burn spell. "Before you set yourself and the sheets on fire, Prongs."

I heard some more muffled noises. Something like "Right Pads." …Or something to that extent.

Once I got Prongs out of the entanglement of blankets and what-not, we all headed down to breakfast.

"What's up with you Sirius?" asked James in an accusing tone that was just above a whisper.

I sighed. I should just tell them. "Okay, but before I start, let me say this, it's really far-fetched, but it's the truth. Even though it may sound far from it."

I looked around to see what they had to say. "Padfoot, the four of us are like brothers," he said, putting his hand on my shoulder. "It can't be any worse than falling down a rabbit hole," he said grinning and messing with his hair.

You have no idea, I thought with a grin.

"Well, ok, but how about in the common-room instead," I suggested. "And Lily needs to hear this too," I said.

Once we got to the common-room, I told them what was going on. "First, I'm just going to say that James was pretty right on with the rabbit-hole comment," I said grinning. "But instead of a rabbit-hole, I fell through the veil in the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic.

"But before I get too ahead of myself, I was saving my god-son—

"Whoa!" James cut me off. "You have a god-son?"

"You didn't let me finish James. Yes, a god-son named Harry James Potter," I finished grinning and waiting for James' reaction. 3…2…1

"I have a son?! Who's the lucky woman?" he asked, his eyes full of expectancy.

"Who else am I telling this to?" I said, my eyes slowly drifting toward Lillian.

"NO!" shrieked Lily at the same time that James shouted "Yes!!" and gave Remus a high-five.

"But back to the story," I said. "I was saving Harry from Voldemort and other death-eaters. Narcissa was there and so was Bellatrix. Bella's shot is what pushed me through the veil."

"And then you ended up back in the past," said Lily. "Wow. So, what happens in the future?" she asked. I could see the others wanted to know too.

I took a deep breath. None of them were going to like what was going to happen. "Well, good things and bad things happen," I said thoughtfully. "I guess I'll start at what's closest to happening now." I was silent for some time. How could I possibly tell them the truth without hurting anybody? I couldn't sugar coat it though.

"You okay, Sirius?" asked Peter.

"I—I'm fine," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. I sighed and then began. "None of you are going to like what I have to say about the future though," I said, looking at every one of my friends carefully. "Are you sure you still want to hear?" I asked before I continued.

They all nodded in agreement. "Yes, we do," they all echoed.

"Fine. Lily, you will agree to go out with James around the end of our last year, and then you get married and have a baby named Harry James Potter. You give me the honor of being his god-father—"

"Well the future doesn't sound so bad," said James looking at Lily.

"There's more," I said solemnly. "I get accused of snitching you off to Voldemort—"

Lily gasped. "But you would never do that, Sirius," she exclaimed.

"I didn't. Peter betrayed us all and snitched to Voldemort."

Everyone gasped this time.

"Peter?" asked Remus.

"Me?" asked Peter.

I nodded solemnly. "He also got me sent to Azkaban," I said, looking at him. I tore my eyes away from him and glanced over at James. "I wanted to kill him for what he did you and Lily." I narrowed my eyes at the rat. "Instead, I got blamed for killing twelve innocent muggles and doing magic in a muggle community. I also got charged for killing you, Wormtail!" He got wide eyed. "Which I didn't, for the record. You killed the muggles and blew off your own finger then turned into a rat and fled. You weren't seen for thirteen years after that!" I stood up and made my way over to him, wand out. "I got sent to Azkaban because of you! Do you know how hard it is not to go insane when you're around Dementors for thirteen years? Thirteen lousy years!"

"Whoa!" shouted Lily. "Somebody restrain him!"

"Expelliarmus!" shouted Remus at the same time that James shouted, "Locomotor Mortis!"

"Sirius," said Lily calmly, kneeling down where I fell, restrained. "That's all in the future, you're back in the past, where you—we—can change what happens in the future."

I smiled up at her. "You're right," I said, sitting up to hug her. "Now, if I could have my legs back, I'm going to see Regulus and talk to him."

"About what?" asked James incredulously.

"To find out what happened between us when I got put into Gryffindor."

I hope you enjoyed reading this chapter as much as I did writing it. I just hate to think that Sirius actually died.

I actually got my inspiratoin from another fanfic. The author quoted Sirius' last scen in the book for the first chapter. That gave me the idea of "What if?" and I wrote this.

Trix