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Gone. All of them, Lily, James, Peter. All dead. I'm never going to see them again. How could he? He was their friend, he was my friend. We trusted him. We trusted him and he betrayed us. Why? Why would he? How could Sirius do that?
I don't get it. He was always so loyal, so brave. I don't get why he would have joined, how he could have joined.
Some would say he did it for power, but that's not right, he never wanted power so it wasn't that. He was born with power but he threw it away. He threw it all away when he fled from the house of darkness.
An owl comes flying through the open window. Arrow, James' owl. I open the letter,
'Hey Moony,
Sirius did it, he left home. He ran away and turned up this a couple of hours ago. Come over when you can. I don't think its sunk into him yet but I'd rather you be here to when it does.
See ya soon,
James.'
Others would say 'he's a Black' as if that explains it all. That's not right either, he was a Black, he was born a Black but he's always been so different, so separate, so completely against his biological family. Ever since he ran away he's always claimed proudly of being a Potter.
James and Sirius are huddled together in the Astronomy tower, the cloak laying discarded next to them. Sirius is talking "James, you know, I can't really thank you for everything you did when I, you know, ran away. You have no idea how much it means to me"
"Padfoot, you don't have to …"
"Yeah Prongs, I do." Suddenly sounding stern "You don't know what I was going through that night. I was in shock I was stressed and I didn't even know what was going on, but you fixed that. You helped me so …" but I don't hear the rest of that conversation as I turn around to go, worrying about intruding on the moment.
Sirius has cared more about James than anyone else in the world, they have been like brothers, inseparable, much closer than Sirius is to his actual brother. Harry has always seemed to mean the world to Sirius and he would never do anything to hurt him. The opposite, he would always do his best to protect him.
"Moony! Help, it's Harry. I was babysitting and he banged his head. What do I do? He won't stop crying! What if it's serious. What if it's really bad and he's going to die of something! Babies are really sensitive to that sort of thing! What do I do!"
"Padfoot, calm down! He's fine! He is even stopping crying now. Nothing would happen, it's just a little bump!"
"But what if it wasn't just a little bump, what if I really hurt him. What if I'm an awful godfather."
"Sirius, the fact that you're saying this just show how much you care! You would never ever hurt Harry and you know it, now shut up and stop being an idiot!"
He stares at me for a moment before uttering two words "Thanks Moony" and I grin back at him before we both turn to Harry at the loud bang as he knocks over a vase on the coffee table.
"Anyway" I laugh "it's not Harry you have to look out for, it's Lily once she sees the vase"
I never really thought they'd be gone from my life, there was a fleeting second when we found out that Voldemort was after Harry that I thought the worst but at Sirius' solemn nod and promise to keep them safe I relaxed. Sure that Sirius of all people would never betray them, not Lily and James, not Harry, never. Turns out I was wrong.
Now they're all gone.