Author's Note: This is the first chapter of my first story. I hope you enjoy.


Chapter 1: Escaped Prisoner

James Lupin was eating breakfast in the living room when the daily copy of The Daily Prophet arrived. He dropped the paper when he read the headlines:

Mass Murderer Sirius Black Escapes from Azkaban

"Moony!" James shouted. Remus Lupin walked in. He stared at the boy. The thirteen-year-old was fairly tall, yet lanky. His hair was brown like his father's, but he kept it short, with the front pushed back. He had had bright, electric blue eyes. Remus adopted James after his mother's murder and father's arrest.

"What is it, James?" James handed him the paper. Moony's jaw dropped. He stood there silently for a moment before saying, "James, it might be best keep our findings to a secret." Over the past year, Remus and James have been investigating Sirius Black's case, and why there was no trial. They have been putting the pieces together, and everything hinted that Sirius was innocent.

James frowned. "We can't just stand by and let the Ministry handle this. They'll kill him without thinking twice."

"The only problem with that is they have to catch him first."

"That won't be too hard, figuring he likely doesn't have a wand."

"You underestimate him. He'll survive."

"How long?"

"Long enough."

James finally gave up. "Just promise me you won't tell anyone," said Remus.

"Okay, fine," James said, his head down.

"Hey, don't you worry. We're going to find out every detail. We will know if he was guilty or not before they catch Sirius," said Remus, reassuringly

"Okay, Moony," replied James, and off he went.

(Around the same time, the Leaky Cauldron)

"Harry, can I have a word with you?" a red haired, freckled Arthur Weasley asked Harry Potter. He guided the young man to a corner, where they were alone. "Harry, what do you know about Sirius Black?"

"Just that he was arrested for murder and now escaped from Azkaban. Why"

"Sirius Black was a follower of You-Know-Who. He thought himself to be second in command. The night when You-Know-Who failed to kill you, he went on a rampage. It is likely that Black will come after you."

Harry was stunned. Arthur kept going, "Just promise me one thing: that you won't go looking for him."

Harry replied, "Why would I go looking for someone who's going to kill me.

The next day, James and Remus found a compartment and sat down. Five minutes later, Hermione, along with Harry and Ron, walk in. "James! Good to see you! Mind if we sit with you and…"

James smiled. "Good to see you three, too. You are welcome to sit in here, and this is my step-father. He's going to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year. I see it didn't him long to fall asleep. He's not a morning person."

Ron chuckled, "It's already eleven o'clock."

James smiled, "Still too early for him."

After they finished laughing it became quiet, and was quiet most of the way. Then the train stopped. Everything grew cold. Everything became gloomy and dark. Then, the compartment door opened, and Harry was on the floor in a matter of seconds. "HARRY!" Ron, Hermione, and James shouted. Remus woke up then, and cast a patronus, forcing the dementor out of the compartment.

Harry woke up a half hour later. Everyone in the compartment explained what happened. "When the dementor came in, who was screaming?" Harry asked. All four looked confused. "Harry, no one was screaming."

The rest of the day went smoothly, besides Draco taunting Harry about fainting. Fred and George were already planning a way to shut him up.

After the feast, Professor Dumbledore warned about the dementors guarding Hogwarts until Sirius Black is caught.

"Why is this news—"

"We already have Snape," the Fred and George said. Everyone around them laughed.


Author's Note: Next chapter I will explore the school life of James and may have some discussion about Sirius Black