A/N: ok so my last fanfic dropped off into oblivion and our hearts are all weeping bitterly aren't they? ….so here's the new one featuring of course Sirius, James, Remus and Peter!! Kudos to anyanka00 who is the co author of this story….so she deserves credit. Please please please please review, because it makes me happy and it'll make anyanka00 happy and u'll be happy and we'll all be happy.

~Three years earlier

"So I'm asking you to be my Secret-Keeper, Padfoot, old friend," said James casually, but Sirius could see the flicker of fear in his eyes and he heard his tremor in his voice. Sirius did not even think once about refusing. James had been his best friend for more than seven years now, and Sirius trusted him like a brother and knew that James felt the same way. He would never betray his best friend, like Brutus did. If the moment had been less solemn, Sirius would have made a joke about that, but any joke that came to his mind died on his lips.

            "Sure I will, Prongs," he said cheerfully, clapping James on the back.

            The next morning, as he was reading the paper, a grey owl unceremoniously dumped a letter into his coffee mug. Cursing angrily, he retrieved it and frowned. He supposed that it was more instructions from Dumbledore about the Order's future plans. As if he had enough time to finish what he had already been instructed to do. Sirius felt that Dumbledore had too much faith in the amount of tasks that could be accomplished in one day. But it wasn't Dumbledore's loopy handwriting. The envelope was covered in black formal ink. Sirius ripped it open and stared at the contents of the letter. He had to read it three times before it registered. Then he sank into a chair conveniently placed for receiving shocking owls, and closed his eyes.

            "Bollocks!" he said softly and with feeling.

The letter had informed him that his brother Reginald was dead; killed on a mission for Voldemort. However, this was not what had caused Sirius such shock. He had not cared much for Reginald; in fact, he felt a strong dislike for him. As he told James later that day, "Reggie bloody well deserved it!"

What had caused the shock was the memory of a tall black-haired girl with serpent-shaped earrings…

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Then he unfortunately did not sank into a chair conveniently placed for receiving shocking owls, and instead fell in a heap on the floor.

What had caused the shock was the memory of a pot-bellied man in a hot dog suit hula dancing for him…Sirius shook his head. Wrong memory.

What had caused the shock was the memory of a tall black-haired girl with serpent-shaped earrings…and his mother screaming, "Reggie, what the hell happened to you?"

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