Sirius sat in the cold , damp graveyard next to the headstone that read James Potter 1960-1981. Warm salty tears ran down his face but he made no attempt to wipe them. Sirius sighed and looked up at the starry sky. The bright luminescent stars lit up the entire area. "Prongs... why'd you go where I can't follow?" He sighed again, then heard voices in the distance. Time to start running again. "I'll see you soon Prongs. And you better be waiting!" Sirius stood and transformed into his dog form, then bounded off into the distance. A few minuets later Ministry authorities would be running through the graveyard, but all they would see was a big, bear like fluffy animal running off in the distance. They would walk away not knowing the person they are looking for just got away from them, right under their noses. They didn't know that wasn't the first time, and sure as hell wouldn't be the last time, Sirius Black got away.