A/N: I do not own anything Harry Potter. The title is also not mine and it is taken from the band Guns N Roses. This is also my first fan-fic and I really hope you enjoy!

Prologue

It was a week after the attack on the Potters and Voldemort's destruction and Sirius Black and Marissa Thompson were busy wrestling a fussy baby into her pajamas when they heard a knock on the door. Marissa kissed her fiancé on the cheek before leaving to see who was calling at such a strange hour. Sirius picked up Annie and started rocking her back and forth in his arms. He listened curiously to Marissa's voice speaking to the stranger from down stairs. All of a sudden he heard someone yell something incoherent and someone fall to the floor. Sirius placed the baby in the crib and ran down the stairs, skipping the last few stairs and landing in the living room.

"Marissa!" he yelled. "Marissa, what's going on?"

He turned around and saw Peter Pettigrew standing over his fiancé's dead body. He had a look of malice on his face and had his wand trained on Sirius's heart. Sirius reached for his wand and pointed it at Wormtail.

"Peter, what the hell did you do?" he yelled, his wand arm shaking. "You're after my family now, too? What the bloody hell is wrong with you?"

"You put your trust in the wrong man, Sirius. The signs were there. You and James and Remus chose to ignore me like you always have. I betrayed Lily and James to the Dark Lord and now he's gone. Just like your girlfriend." Wormtail said before disapparating on the spot, leaving a stunned Sirius and a crying baby behind.

Sirius ran upstairs and gathered Annie in his arms. He concentrated hard on the place where he knew he could find trust. He apparated right on the doorstep of the Potter's home in Godric's Hollow. He rapped loudly on the door and heard hurried footsteps from within. The door swung open to reveal a tousled-haired James Potter with his wand out. When he saw his best friend standing there scared, he dropped his wand arm fell to his side and pulled him inside.

"What's going on? Where's Marissa?" asked James, concern flooded the man's face.

"Dead. Pettigrew killed her," Sirius handed Annie into James's arms. "Here, take Annie. I'll be back in a bit. Just take care of her." He kissed his daughter on the forehead and fled from the house. James stood in the open doorway looking stunned. Whatever the hell his friend had on his mind, he knew it couldn't be good.

Sirius disapparated and found himself in a town just outside London. He saw Wormtail just ahead of him and broke into a sprint. The two found themselves backed into an alley with nowhere left to run. Sirius raised his wand and pointed it at Wormtail.

"You're coming with me, Pettigrew. You're under arrest for the murder of Marissa Thompson and suspected Death Eater activity." Sirius yelled at his former friend. He never suspected Peter doing anything like this. Shy Peter, a murderer? He couldn't believe he trusted this rat.

"I don't think so, Padfoot," Pettigrew said, a wicked smile playing on his lips.

Suddenly the ground shook. Sirius turned his head to the street. An explosion erupted out of nowhere. People started screaming and running for cover. He turned around just in time to see Peter shrinking. A few seconds later, a rat was standing just where the man once stood and scurried out of sight into a storm drain, leaving a finger behind. Sirius started laughing and was still laughing madly when the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic took him away. Sirius was charged with murdering thirteen innocent people including his fiancé and Peter Pettigrew and was thrown into Azkaban without a trial, leaving his baby in the care of Lily and James Potter.

~Twelve Years Later~

Pettigrew was cornered. Remus Lupin and Sirius Black had their wands trained on him and were taking him back to Hogwarts where he would be charged with the murders he committed twelve years earlier. Behind them, Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, and Annie Black walked carefully up the dewy slope. The true murderer of Annie's mother was caught and was going to Azkaban. She now had the chance to get to know her father and not just from the half-hour visits she had with her uncle every couple of months when he was behind bars. They were going to be a family again and that was all she could ask for. There was finally peace in the Black family.