When the Good Die Young

Quick Note; I understand this is about the fifth time I have redone this story. Each time it has been different, but with the same characters. Reason being I love the idea I just haven't been writing it well enough. Hopefully this time it will be better. All comments good and bad are welcomed.

Disclaimer- I own one character and the plot the rest is the work of JK Rowling's.

Chapter 1

Halloween definition sadness and despair at least in the mind of Harry Potter, and five others would agree to the fact that October thirty first was the day the world sank into hell. Twelve years ago tonight Harry James Potter was left an orphan on his Aunt's door step, the only family the boy had left. They were no family; they didn't love him, they didn't care for him, he was their built in slave, and that was it. Now on this cursed night James and Lily's only son sat alone in his dorm.

He felt no need to dress up and parade around, laughing with his friends. Why should he get the privilege when it was his fault his parents were dead? No tonight Harry sat on his bed with the curtains drawn, and a photo album placed in his lap. The people laughed, and glowed in the light coming from his wand. They were happy, and for the moment Harry would pretend he was too.

One photo however, caught the boy's attention causing him too stop and look closely at it for the first time. Lily and James sat in the middle of a couch holding a young Harry. They were laughing and holding hands looking hopeless in love. Remus Lupin, Harry's current Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, sat on the arm of the couch, closes to James, leaning into the picture.

Next to James sat a man with long curly brown hair who had an arm wrapped around James. Harry knew this man to be Sirius Black the man who sold his parents out to Voldemort. The thought that at this moment the traitor already sold them for dead, and still acted like a brother made Harry want to take his wand and blow the picture to shreds; But Harry stopped as he saw that behind Lily and James head Sirius was holding hands with a woman. On the arm of the couch next to her sat Peter Pettigrew.

Looking closer Harry recognized the woman. She was like an extra in a movie that you know you've seen before, but Harry couldn't place her. Maybe it was just this photo that Harry had seen so many times, but mindlessly over looked her because he only saw his parents. He doubted it though, and absent mindedly Harry turned the page, and for the first time he saw these photos with a new light. On every page there was at least one picture with one or both of his parents with the woman or Sirius, sometimes both.

Annoyed at the fact he had found someone else the magic world hid from him; Harry grabbed his invisibility cloak. With one yank the couch photo was gently pulled from its bindings and placed carefully into his pockets along with the Marauders map. Harry swung the cloak around and with a swish of the fabric he disappeared from sight. He threw open the door walking down the stairs, and as quietly as he could he made his way out of the common room. The halls were empty, and the only sound was the light pitter patter of his shoes, and the echo of snoring portraits.

"I solemnly swear I'm up to no good." Harry whisper tapping the map with his wand; it un folded revealing a perfect ink replica of Hogwarts. No one was coming so Harry pushed opened the door to the court yard, and walked out. No mood lit the sky, and the howling wind made the night rather frightful the perfect symbol of betrayal and murder. The sound of crunching leaves beneath Harry's feet were the only thing that gave him away as he walked quickly to Hagrid's hut. Quietly he knocked on the door waiting for the games keeper to open up. The sound of Fang barking told Harry that Hagrid was home.

"Hargrid! Open up it's me Harry." Harry whispered knocking again. The door swung open with a groaning protest revealing a very nervous giant. "Hi."

"Well come on, in with yeh." Hagrid greeted moving aside for the boy to enter. Quickly he looked around to see if anyone was watching before shutting the door behind them. Hagrid motioned for Harry to sit down as he himself went to the stove fetching a large pot of tea. "Can I get yeh anythin'?"

"No thank you." Harry said holding his hand up at the offer. Hagrid poured some for him, before taking a large sip from his over sized mug. The house smelled of pine, and fur. Harry waited patiently for him to finish folding his hands on the table in front of him.

"So wha' can I do fer yeh? No Ron and Hermione? Yeh three ain' fightin' is yeh?" He asked setting the mug down with a thumb. Harry shook his head and removed the photo from his pocket.

"No, we're fine. Hagrid I need to ask you something." Harry started pushing the photo across the table. Hagrid gently took it and looked it over.

"This here is yeh Lily and James. Professor Lupin, of course, Peter Pettigrew……" Hagrid trailed off.

"No, I mean the woman next to my Mum. Who is she?" Harry asked. Hargid's eyes widened, and he stood quickly to put the tea back on the stove.

"I ain' suppose to be tellin' yeh that! No promised Dumbledore…" There was a knock on the door. Hagrid gave a look to Harry as the boy threw his clock on a crept to the corner quietly. Hagrid went to the door, and with one hand on the knob called out. "Who's there?"

"Remus. Is this a bad time?" Hagrid sent a warning glance at Harry before opening the door. Remus Lupin looked the same as always a tired worn out appearance, but the cheeriness was used to seeing was gone.

"No, Can I get yeh anythin' Professor?" Remus nodded and took a seat at the table as Harry watched quietly from the corner.

"Please Hagrid call me Remus, and tea would be lovely, thank you." The giant poured him a glass, and sat back down himself. Remus sighed and took a sip before placing the cup back down. He reached down and gave Fang a scratch on the head. "Sorry to intrude like this, but the quietness of the castle wasn't bring comfort tonight."

"Hard night fer ev'ryone." Hargid agreed sending a glance in Harry's direction. Remus didn't noticed he was looking down with both hands clasped around the cup.

"Well yes, but it seems like yesterday that…." He stopped and brought a hand threw his graying hair. "Oh never mind I came here to get away from these thoughts, and here I am venting them to you." Hagrid nodded nervously and took sip of his own cup. Remus looked up and his eyes widened as he reached for something on the table. "What's this?"

"Uh nothin' just rememberin' is all." Harry checked his pockets before realizing that the photo was in Remus's hand. Remus sighed again as he looked over the photo.

"Merlin, Harry couldn't have been more then a few months. How young we were. How young they were. If only we would have known….." Remus let his head fall to his hands. Harry had never seen the Professor like this; he was always so happy and cheerful. "You know I haven't talked to Nic for years? Selfish really, I may have been able to help her. We used to be so close, and now look!" Remus rambled. Harry's heart was beating furiously in his chest. The fire crackled, and awkwardly Hagrid reached over and patted Remus on the back.

"Now yeh can' be blamin' yerself fer her choices." Hagrid scornfully said. Remus nodded and looked up. The fire crackled and the glowing embers revealed his pale face.

"She was in denial. I know what that's like. She lost just as much as I did if not more, but to go to those extremes! I asked Dumbledore about her when he offered me the job, and he told me she had been checked into Mungo's three times in the past twelve years almost dead!" Hagrid scoffed causing Remus to look at him.

"I bet yeh that she is happier now that he's out! First place he went was right to her door!" Hagrid shouted standing up and slamming his fist on the table. Remus sat back and looked up at him not with fear, but with almost offense.

"You know that's the first place they checked? They suspected her of letting him out." Harry finally caught on to who they were talking about. It was Sirius Black, and Harry was assuming the woman in question, Nic was the woman in the picture. She supported Black? No surprise after what he saw in the photo, but even after the crimes he's committed! "I truly believe she didn't do it. When would she of had the time? They have her on every front line mission. Brilliant Auror, but one day her luck is going to run out. I believe Sirius committed the crimes he was accused of, but so help us all the day Nichole falls in battle. Every Auror, and Ministry official will be marked for death."

"He tried to kill her once!" Hagrid angrily grumbled throwing his hands in the air. Remus shook his head, and placed his hands folded on the table. Harry wanted to burst out in anger and the facts that were being revealed, but his curiosity held him in his place.

"It was a fluke! He wouldn't try to kill her because that was the reason he killed Peter! No, my death may have been purposeful, but hers was a mistake. All threw school Peter was obsessed with Nichole and sixth year she falls for Black, but that didn't make Peter change his ways. Still no reason for murder, but that is the real reason Peter is dead." Remus tapped his fingers angrily against the table top. Then as if he could take it no longer he quickly stood causing his chair to fall. He picked it up and turned back to Hagrid. "Thank You Hagrid for a nice cup of tea, but it was brought to my attention I have something to take care of." Remus turned and walked out the door a determined air in his step as he made his way back to the castle. Once he was in his office he looked the door taking a hand full of floo powered from the vase. With shaking hands he threw it into the fire.

"Nichole Black." He yelled sticking his head in the flames………

Ok So I hope you enjoyed. Reviews help, and I always love to hear what people think. Until next time Italian American