One day, Sirius was confused
Big Surprise…
"Quiet, author!" Sirius snapped. Peter Pettigrew, one of his closest friends, had just made a proposition to switch positions as the Potter's Secret Keeper. Sirius considered his options.
"Hmm, if I accept, everyone I know and love will suffer and die. But I'll do it, because I'm Sirius." He concluded logically.
12 years later, in prison. James and Lily are dead, his family hates him, his only friend thinks he is a mass murderer, and his godson is victim to numerous abusive mentors… and, to top it off, his goat eloped with a rhino and had 38 children.
"Damn, I miss that goat…"
To the point, you idiot.
"Ok, fine! Damn, I really shouldn't have accepted that deal…or lost my goat…"
"Yeah, you shouldn't have," said Carlisle wisely, randomly appearing beside Sirius's jail cell.
"Why are you in here?" Sirius asked, bewildered.
"I found your goat," grinned Carlisle.
"REALLY? HOW IS HE/SHE? WHERE DID YOU FIND IT? TELL ME!"
"Wait- oh crap, I left it with Alice."
"What's wrong with that?"
"You… you won't want it back after Alice is finished with it."