Chapter 4
Sirius swore as he slid off his giant motorbike, the ruins of the Potter's home before him. Tears threatened to fall from his eyes as he fought his way towards the wreckage. Desperately he called out.
"James, Lily, Alana, Harry, anyone!" he yelled. He kicked open the front door and stepped inside. He hurried to the living room, but froze when he reached the doorway. There was James, sprawled out on the carpet, his eyes wide open and a look of utter horror plastered across his face. Sirius gasped as tears ran down his cheeks. He knelt at his best friends side, sobbing. He closed James's eyes, unable to look at the deep, lifelessness of them. He rose unsteadily to his feet, his gaze fixed on James. Sirius blinked and raced up to Harry's nursery, searching for signs of Lily, Alana and Harry. Sirius's distress became greater when he discovered Lily's body, her body sprawled out like James's had been. Sirius slowly stepped into the room, crying now. Lily had been the one who had set up himself and Alexandra. She had been matron of honour at their wedding. Sirius blinked as he kneeled beside Lily, gazing into the green eyes she shared with Harry. Sirius glanced into the crib, looking for his Godson, but there was nothing there, except for some tangled blankets and the stuffed toy stag Remus had given Harry for his first birthday. Sirius sobbed and got up. He searched the rest of the upstairs rooms for signs of Alana, before returning to the living room. He knelt again beside James, crying harder that he had ever cried before. He slowly looked up at the couch, the last place he had seen Lily, Harry and Alana alive. His breath caught in his throat when he saw a small bulge in a dark cloak. He hastily got up and stepped over James's body. Alana lay, still half covered in James's cloak. Sirius wailed with grief and completely uncovered his daughter's corpse. Sirius gently laced his hand at Alana's throat and felt for a pulse. He almost fainted with shock when he found one. It was weak, but it was there. Sirius ran his hand through Alana's dark, fluffy hair.
"Alana. It's Daddy, It will be all right, I promise" Sirius whispered as he gently picked up the infant. In response, Alana whimpered slightly. Sirius grabbed James's cloak and wrapped it around Alana, making sure Alana's toy dog was close to her. Sirius looked down at where James lay.
"I promise, James, I promise that you, Lily and Harry will be avenged. Wormtail will wish he'd never been born. He will pay. I have to leave. Thank-you for looking after Alana. You're the best friend a kid like me could've ever had. I'll miss you, Goodbye." Sirius turned and left the ruins, wiping his eyes with his spare hand.
Outside, Sirius noticed Hagrid's enormous form walking away form the ruined house. Sirius glanced down at Alana then looked back up at Hagrids retreating back.
"Hagrid" he yelled. Hagrid froze and turned around; he instantly recognised Sirius's face and hurried back towards him, carrying a sleeping Harry in his enormous hands. Sirius's eyes widened when he saw Harry in Hagrids arms, and tears rolled down his cheeks.
"Hagrid, James, and Lily, there gone, and…" Sirius broke off as he burst into tears.
"it's alright" Hagrid mumbled, awkwardly patting Sirius's back, but not noticing Alana due to his own tears.
"Give Harry to me, I'm his Godfather. I'll look after him" Sirius sobbed.
"Dumbledore ordered me to take him"
"I'm his Godfather" Sirius repeated
"Dumbledore told me to take him to his Aunt and Uncle's" Hagrid sobbed. Sirius nodded. He could see the sense in that plan. At least Harry would be allowed to grow up slightly normally.
"Alright" he sobbed "take my bike, I won't need it anymore"
"You sure, you love that bike" Hagrid asked, his voice disbelieving.
"Just go, they might come back" Sirius hissed. Hagrid hesitated, and then nodded. He swung his leg over the bike. He started the motor and waved to Sirius. Sirius nodded in reply, and then sped off into the night. Sirius watched until Hagrid and the bike was little more than a speck in the sky.
"Goodbye Harry," Sirius whispered. He looked down at Alana, then Apperated with a swirl of his cloak.
Sirius quickly closed the front door of his family home; shifting Alana's sleeping form in his arms. He was still crying after discovering the bodies of his friends. Alexandra looked up from the living room.
"Sirius, oh my god, what's wrong, why are you crying. Where's Alana?" she cried out. Sirius made to step forwards, but a wave of nausea washed over him and he staggered.
"Lily, James, dead, all dead. Voldemort attacked them" he croaked. Alexandra's hands flew to her mouth.
"What, oh my god. Sirius, what about Alana and Harry?"
"I've got Alana here; I think she needs to go to St. Mungos. Hagrid took Harry to Dumbledore. He said something about taking him to his Aunt and Uncles house." Sirius sobbed. Alexandra broke into sobs and hugged Sirius. He started to sooth her with his spare hand.
"I know, it'll be okay, eventually." He whispered, transferring Alana into Alexandra's arms. Alexandra looked up at his tearfully, her eyes questioning.
"I'm going after Peter. He's betrayed them, and I can't stand that. We trusted him, we all did. I'll be back soon, okay." Sirius explained. Alexandra nodded. Sirius bent down and kissed Alana's forehead.
"I love you, Snufflet, I always will, no matter what" he whispered. He then looked up at Alexandra and kissed her passionately.
"I love you, Alex, Remember that." He gazed into her tear filled eyes, and then hurried back outside into the cool Halloween night. Alexandra looked down at her daughter and frowned, then apperated.