A/N: I'm so sorry about the wait. I have been busy and this story was so hard to write. Please forgive me. Anyway enjoy:
Sirius walked down the road to the small Potter house in Godric's Hollow. Sirius had tears in his eyes when he saw the whole second floor of the safe house blown off. "James?!" Sirius yelled as he broke into a run to the destroyed house. "Lily. Harry!" he called as he ran up to the house. He took a deep breath that was filled with pain and walked through the broken door. "James? Oh, James," Sirius cried when he saw his best friend lying on the floor. "James?" Sirius had tears falling down his face now as he fell to the floor. "I'm so sorry Prongs. This is all my fault," Sirius started to cry harder as he held James close. He sat there for a few minutes before he got up. However, when he did. James started to cough and open his eyes slowly.
"Padfoot?" James choked out.
"Progs? James, your, you're alive? Oh, thank goodness," Sirius smiled at his friend, but it faded when James started to cough even more. "Don't worry. You're going to be just fine. Where's Lily, and Harry?" James did not say anything as his throat closed. "I'll find them. I'm sure they're fine," James nodded and closed his eyes. Sirius got off the floor and ran up the stairs to Harry's nursery. "Lily?" Sirius had tears in his eyes once more as he walked into his godson's room. The room was a mess. However, Sirius did not care about that. for he was focusing on Lily on the floor and his sweet godson crying in his crib. "Oh, Harry," Sirius said picking up the small boy and taking him into his arms and held him close. By the time that Harry had calmed down. Lily woke.
"Sirius?" she coughed as she tried to sit up, but she winced in pain. "What happened? Where's James?" Lily panicked as she looked up to Sirius who was holding his godson, her son in his arms.
"Don't worry Lil, he's downstairs. He's alive," Lily was relieved as she tried to sit up, again, and again, she winced in pain. "Lily, I think, I think we need to inform, if he does not already know, but we might need to tell Dumbledore," Lily nodded as a tear went down her face.
"Is Harry ok?" Sirius looked at his godson. He seemed fine, well other than the lightning bolt scar on his forehead. It was bleeding slightly.
"He does not seem hurt, but we might…." Sirius trailed off as anger went through him. "I'm going to kill him. That little…
"Sirius. He's not worth it. We will find him but right now we need to heal and rejoice that we are alive right now," Sirius sighed but turned on his heal and went for the door anyway. "Sirius stop, he's not worth it. I don't think Harry would what to hear the story of his godfather who killed a man and is in Azkaban," Sirius stopped and let out a noise of frustration but there was a hint of sadness and anger behind it.
"Fine. Your right Lil sorry," after Sirius said this the two fell quiet.
It had been a few minutes till Dumbledore came into the house along with Fudge. "What did you do now Black?" he snarled as he looked at Sirius who was still holding Harry safely in his arms.
"I did not do anything," Sirius protested as he held Harry close to his chest as if he feared that someone will take him away. Harry wiggled in his arms making Sirius smile a little. "It was Wormtail. He did this, and we must find him. He betrayed us," Sirius said voice strong. Fudge glared at him but then nodded.
"Fine. We will go after him, but right now….
"Right now I think you should take Harry along with his parents to the hospital," Dumbledore cut Fudge off. Sirius nodded and then smiled.
"Yes, sir. Come on Harry," Sirius was gone with a pop followed by the Aurors that came also.
It has been hours since Sirius brought Harry and his parents to the hospital. Sirius was pacing in the lobby waiting to hear something, anything about his family, but nothing came, no one. Sirius was getting more and more worried about the fact that they were all dead. No, he can't think that. 'they're alive, their alive.' He thought to himself as he continued to paise back and forth and waited. Remus came in looking sick and worried. The full moon was the night before. You see Remus is a werewolf.
"Padfoot? Did you hear anything?" Remus asked voice ruff and tired from last night. Sirius shook his head.
"Nothing. What if they're?" Sirius cut off as he looked at his best friend with fear in his warm grey eyes. Remus looked at him with a sad smile.
"Padfoot. I'm sure their fine. Were you like this when, Wormtail shot me. Frantic and worried," Remus gave him a warm smile but Sirius did not return it as the anxiety formed again. Remus wanted to tell him that everything was going to be ok but a healer came out. She was tall and had a nice smile on her face.
"Are they going to be ok? Please, I can't live with myself if their not," Sirius broke into a rant. Remus put his weak hand on his friend's shoulder to stop him.
"Yes, Mr. Black. They are alive. However," Sirius tensed. He could tell that Remus did also. "They are hurt but not badly," Sirius let out a breath as did Remus who had to sit down because he was too weak to stand. The healer saw this but chose not to say anything. "You may see them, now,"
"My Godson. Harry. How, how is he?" Remus heard his voice brake a little but the healer did not say anything about it. All she did was nod.
"Yes. He is. Mr. Black," Sirius had a smile on his face and tears in his eyes.
"Moony are you, you good out here?" Sirius said voice breaking again. Remus nodded weakly and closed his eyes as another healer came out to meet them. Remus opened his eyes and nodded to the healer and followed her to the back. Sirius did the same. Although Sirius was going to see his family and Remus was going to be checked over. Remus wished that he could go see his friends, no they were his family also. Remus sighed as he watched Sirius go a different direction than him.
"I will see you later Moony," Sirius called to his friend who went into a room and watched the door close behind the werewolf.
A/N: Tell me what you guys think. Again I'm sorry about the wait.