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Prayers

Please let him be ok!

James watched as Remus and Lily attempted to slow Sirius' bleeding. He had been drifting in and out of consciousness lately. When he was awake, he was unable to stop himself from screaming. His voice was hoarse from crying. You were lucky to get a word or two out of him. The pain had to be bad.

Please god, let him be ok!

James clasped Sirius' hand within his own, bowed his head and cried. He cried harder than he ever remembered crying before, this couldn't be happening. James shouldn't have let Remus go outside the wards unprotected, shouldn't have let Sirius go after him. Had James honestly thought they could simply leave? Was he daft?

I'll do anything... please, just let him be ok!

Sirius regained consciousness again, his screams drawing everyone's attention. James looked up at him and gulped, he looked horrible.

His bloodcurdling cries made James want to collapse in a heap, he wanted to give up. Lily was whispering into Sirius' ear, attempting to calm him down. Harry sat stroking his hair, wiping his head with a damp cloth.

Sirius wasn't fit enough to appairate and they couldn't risk using the floo network. It they got splinted, there would be no chance of recovery. James felt so useless; there was absolutely nothing productive he could do.

The scene before him was the most horrific he had ever experienced, never before had he seen so much blood. He felt like he was about to throw up, his gag reflexes threatening to bring back his lunch.

James stood up and walked back into his house, if he couldn't help Sirius, he was at least going to make him comfortable. He slowly levitated a mattress and pillow out the front door, his friends lifting Sirius' body onto the bedding. Harry ruffled through Sirius' things until he located his blankets, slowly laying the sheet over the man.

Sirius needed help... and he needed it fast. Lupin and Lily had done all they could, only managing to stop the bleeding momentarily. They needed a healer, and they needed them now.

James stood up and pulled his wand from his holder. He looked at his friends before telling them where he was going and that he would be back soon. He walked out of sight, disappearing outside of the wards.

CRACK

In an instant, Harry's perfect world had fallen apart. He couldn't lose Sirius... he just couldn't. Sirius was his surrogate dad, he was the funny uncle, the crazy godfather. Sirius was there for him at a time when there was nobody else. Without him, everything would fall apart again.

Padfoot was still awake, his screams slowly becoming less constant. Harry sat beside him, running his fingers through his sweaty hair.

Sirius shuddered, cold chills travelling up and down his spine. He has lost too much blood. The man was attempting to grasp his godsons hand, attempting to speak. He wanted to tell Harry that everything was going to be alright, to comfort him and wipe away his tears. Things weren't going to end like this, Sirius wouldn't let them.

"My hair," he croaked "I must look like snivellus"

Harry snorted at his attempt to cheer him up, simply glad that Sirius had managed to say anything at all.

"You can't be serious?" Harry asked, smiling down at his godfather.

Sirius nodded weakly "Sirius Black."

Lily snickered... he was such a child. How many times did he need to make that same joke?

Harry rolled his eyes, "you're so lame!"

Sirius smiled back at him, finally gathering the strength to reach for Harry's hand. He played with the ring on Harry's finger for a moment, wishing he had been able to give harry such an extravagant birthday present. He realized he hadn't gotten Harry anything for his 18th birthday... not even a bottle of firewhisky. He suddenly felt extremely guilty... he was the stingy uncle!

He couldn't die now... not yet! He couldn't die knowing he was the stingy uncle! Everyone hates that guy!

"It's going to be ok Harry" Sirius rasped "it'll be ok, I promise!"

Harry managed a smile, running his free hand across Sirius' forehead.

"I hope you're right Padfoot... I really do!"

Sirius began tearing up, he hated feeling so useless. There was absolutely nothing he could to help his current situation. He looked over to where Moony stood, he looked absolutely shell shocked.

"Cheer up Moon!" he said, smiling painfully towards his friend

Remus held Teddy close to his body, staring at Padfoot. He was glad that Sirius was conscious... he just couldn't help but worry. He had lost too much blood. He was delirious for god's sake!

"Please don't talk Pads," he said "You don't want to make it any worse"

Sirius shook his head.

"When have you ever been able to get me to shut up Rem?"

Sirius laughed, coughing a little as he did. Remus looked at him worryingly, rushing over to his side. Teddy reached his arms out toward Sirius, grabbing at him. Remus attempted to calm his son, to keep him from reaching for Sirius.

"NO!" Teddy called "I wa pa'foo!"

Sirius smiled and ran his hand through the toddler's hair. He winced slightly but continued to smile. He had a family now.

"I WA PA'FOO!" Teddy cried.

Moony rocked the boy a little faster, "you can't have Padfoot now Ted, uncle Padfoot is sick"

Teddy seemed to be having none of it, shaking his head profusely.

"NO!" he screamed "PA'FOO"

Sirius laughed

"it's ok bud," he cooed "Pafoots right here"

CRACK

CRACK

Everyone turned towards the sound, not yet being able to see the approaching figures. Everyone fell quiet, even Teddy having stopped complaining.

Sirius suddenly felt extremely woozy, his vision beginning to blur. He looked down to see that his wound had reopened.

Just. Fucking. Great.

James stuck his head through the ward, pulling an extremely tired Healer behind him. The woman looked to be around Sirius' age, her blonde hair being pulled back into a tight ponytail. If only his life didn't depend on her thinking he was a half decent guy!

Sirius refrained himself from hitting on the woman, simply reciting his corny pickup lines in his head. He would occasionally laugh silently to himself... the woman probably thought that he was an escaped mental patient or something.

The woman had been able to stop his bleeding completely, he already felt 100 times better. He was still a little sore, still a little stiff... but it was nothing he couldn't handle.

The woman pulled a few potions from her bag and instructed Sirius to drink them. The first was a think, purple liquid... the texture not unlike mud. The second removed any reminisce of pain.

"You need to sleep," The woman said "preferably indoors"

James and Remus nodded, levitating both Sirius and the mattress. Sirius' eves widened in fear.

"AH SHIT," he called "WHAT THE HELL? PUT ME DOWN!"

Both men shook their heads, slowly levitating him indoors.

"I'm quite capable of walking!" he argued "put me the hell DOWN James"

Sirius glared over at Remus

"I swear to god Moony, if you don't put me down!"

Remus laughed

"I'm glad you're feeling better Padfoot."

OK, so what do you guys think?

I rather like how this chapter turned out... XD

Oh and MP Black Jonas- Dw... I would never EVER kill him. I don't have the heart to kill off my favorite character.