A/N: I'm not sure if this story will work out or not but I couldn't get this plot out of my head and so, I am trying this out. I warn you...this part is extremely short and is kind of like a prologue. Please review even if you think this is incredibly stupid. Thank you...=)
Disclaimer: The characters and the storyline you recognize belong to J.K. Rowling. The rest is mine.
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It was a cold day in the month of December 1981. Sirius Black wandered aimlessly through the streets of dark bleary London, tired and downcast. His clothes hung about him raggedly, torn and creased, stained from his tears the night before. His hair tousled and messy and his hands freezing and numb, he shuffled through Baker Street, not looking up from the ground to see where he was going, just going where his feet led him.
Unknowing to him, a brown-haired woman with bright blue eyes watched him from behind a tree, trying to fathom what was going on in his mind as he trudged through the mud puddles on the road.
A sudden movement made Sirius look up. Through the corner of his eye, he watched short man creeping stealthily behind him. He turned suddenly, causing the short man to jump up in surprise and shock.
"Peter Pettigrew..." Sirius growled at the man. An odd expression flickered in Pettigrew's eyes as if he was thinking of what to do.
"You! Sirius Black, I should have known!" Pettigrew suddenly shouted. Everybody stared in their direction. "You...you TRAITOR!"
"Me? The traitor? Why you..." said Sirius equally loudly but Pettigrew cut him off.
"I should have known that YOU were the spy! How could you betray Lily and James like that?!"
"What me? It was you!"
"Oh ho ho, so deny it! YOU were their Secret-Keeper! YOU alone knew where they were! It was YOU!" Pettigrew spat maliciously. He started walking towards Sirius, making him back away. After a few steps, Sirius felt a cold solid wall behind him and he knew that he was cornered.
"You insolent...!" Sirius exclaimed.
"You sold them to You-Know-Who! You betrayed them after they had trusted you!" Pettigrew was practically screaming by then. "They were your friends, Sirius! How could you betray them like that? They're dead now! DEAD! All because of you!" Tears started streaming down Pettigrew's face but Sirius knew better. Sirius flicked out his wand and pointed it at Pettigrew.
"YOU were the one!" Sirius shouted out, for once at the loss for words. Suddenly, he noticed Pettigrew's hand sneaking inside his pocket and drawing out something...
"What are you...?" Sirius managed to say before a huge explosion threw him off course. He opened his eyes to find a gigantic hole in front of him with smoke coming out of it in tremendous amounts. Bodies of dead Muggles lay everywhere in bits and pieces and the walls of the houses were stained with blood. A single human finger lay innocently in front of him. Sirius looked around wildly. He managed to see a scrawny little rat scurrying down the sewer with the other rats before the smoke fogged his vision.
A moment later, when the smoke cleared, Sirius found the area surrounded by Ministry wizards with their wands out and pointing straight at him. Everyone was staring at him as if expecting him to say something, challenging him to fight. A few whispers flew around the Muggle crowd, no doubt criticizing him and accusing him. Sirius looked around madly, but all he could see were accusing eyes, pointing fingers and challenging sneers. In despair, he knew that his life was over...that everything was gone. They wanted him to say something? Fine he would!
He threw back his head and began to laugh, sounding fake and nervous at first but became more hysterical every second. Soon, he was laughing like a lunatic in the middle of the street. The Ministry wizards looked at each other, trying to comprehend what Sirius was doing, but none knew the truth.
"Take me!" Sirius started shouting like a drunken person, and held out his hands. "Take me to Azkaban! Imprison me for life! I don't care! But I'm warning you! I'm innocent! Innocent you hear? INNOCENT!"
Five Ministry wizards rushed up to him and grabbed his arms. They started dragging him away. Sirius started laughing again. Suddenly, he caught the tear-filled eye of the brown-haired woman behind the tree. He stopped laughing immediately. He stared at the woman as if not believing his eyes.
"Liz..." he managed to whisper before the wizards swerved him out of sight.
"Sirius..." the woman gasped, tears trickling down, wetting her cheeks. "Sirius..."
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Fourteen years later, the same woman stood waiting on a cliff overlooking Little Hangleton.
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