Sirius Black rushed through the house as he dodged flaming debris. He passed his old friends body and cried. He ran towards the nursury and saw Lily lying there. He collapsed both of his best friends were dead. He didn't know what to do. "Pawfoot" he heard someone say. Sirius turned towards the crib where his godson was laid to rest every night. But what caught his eye was that his godson was smiling and making motions to grab at him. "Harry, oh god, you survived but how" Sirius asked as he lifted him up. There was a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. He looked back at Lily and said "we'll be back for them right now we need to get out of here." Harry nodded and Sirius raced him out of the house not looking back as it burned to the ground. He heard the sound of disapparating in the distance and ran to his motorcycle placing Harry in the sidecar. He watched as a giant figure that he realized was Hagrid strood over to the house. He pushed the motorcar farther down the road to a point where he would know Hagrid couldn't get to it. He needed to get Harry home. But first he needed to get to Gringott's so that he could announce that the Potter's were dead and the sole survivor was Harry.