Author's Note: I had this idea come to me in the late hours of the night, early hours of the morning. This is just a two-shot for now but I may expand on it later, I'm hoping to tie it in with An Unseen Side somehow. This is set in third year, near the end of the Prisoner of Azkaban. Enjoy!

"Harry! Harry, Pettigrew!" Hermione shrieked, pointing wildly behind him. Harry spun around, his eyes falling on the coward that had betrayed his parents and ripped them away from him. Pettigrew had picked up Professor Lupin's abandoned wand. Rage gripped Harry; he could not let Pettigrew get away.

"Expelliarmus!" bellowed Harry. The wand soared out of Pettigrew's grasp and into the air, Hermione leapt and caught it. Pettigrew gave an evil smile and waggled his fingers at Harry. Harry, his blood pounding in his ears, felt sick. He didn't know any spells that would stop Pettigrew . . . wait a minute, yes I do Harry thought.

"Petrificus Totalus!" he shouted. It worked: Pettigrew's limbs snapped to his sides and he keeled right over. Breathing hard, Harry looked around at Hermione and Ron.

"Right then, that's that, but just for good measure . . ." said Harry. He pointed his wand at Pettigrew and murmured "Incarcerous." Ropes flew out of his wand and twined themselves around Pettigrew. Sirius looked at his godson. Harry looked back at him.

"I can't let him get away with framing you twice now can I?" Harry asked. Sirius smiled and clapped a hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Your parents would be proud of you," he said gruffly, but his eyes told a different story. A rustling noise made the four of them look round. Snape had regained consciousness and was getting to his feet.

"Well, well, well, we are in . . ." Snape broke off, staring past Harry and Sirius to where Pettigrew was lying on the ground, the only part of him moving was his eyes. Snape strode over and looked down at Pettigrew, then up at the group before him.

"How is this possible? How did he come to be here?" Snape demanded, though his bafflement took the sharpness out of his voice. His eyes wide he looked from the three students to the man who had tormented him and back again. Hermione swallowed, but it was Sirius who spoke.

"That's what we were trying to tell you before, Severus, I am not here to kill Harry, nor did I betray Lily and James. This piece of vermin did," said Sirius. The potions master and the alleged murderer looked at each other in silence. Harry, Ron and Hermione watched the two men; all wondering what was going to happen. Finally, Snape spoke.

"Perhaps you'd better come up to the school. Weasley, can you walk?" he asked, taking in Ron's splinted leg.

"Not without help, sir," Ron responded truthfully.

"Very well. Potter, Miss Granger, if you would," Snape said. Harry and Hermione nodded and helped Ron to his feet. Snape clicked his fingers and the ropes binding Pettigrew flew to his hands. Without a word, the six of them made their way to the castle and up the front steps. Harry's heart was pounding as they walked along the dark corridor, would Sirius be set free? Or would he be sent straight back to Azkaban with no trial again. They stopped in front of the stone gargoyle that guarded Dumbledore's office. Snape uttered the password, toffee éclairs¸ and the gargoyle sprung aside to let them pass.

By now Harry's heartbeats were more like the hits of a very heavy hammer. Thump-thump-thump-thump. Sirius moved so that he was beside the trio. Together they waited as Snape knocked on the door and once it swung open, he stood aside to let the other four pass. Harry's heart was in his throat as the four of them stepped through the door and Snape followed with Pettigrew. The door closed as they were met with silence. Then, all at once, the shouting began.

Author's Note: And so ends Chapter 1! Hope you guys enjoyed this, the next chapter will be the final one. Till then, Xoxoxo.