Chapter 1

James and Lily Potter were having a cup of tea at their breakfast nook. They had returned home about an hour earlier from the healer.

Even though both of them were bursting at the seems to tell their friends, the healer gave both of them some calming draught. Since they found out about the twin boys who would join the Potter family, they were both extatic after all.

Lily and James shared a special smile. They were so happy. And tomorrow they would be joining Sirius and their daughter, Etta, in Paris, France where good 'oll Padfoot was trying to woo another French witch.

They couldn't wait to tell their friends. Sirius was already attatched to the hip with little Etta, just imagining him with three little Potters around him will bring a smile to anybody's face.

Lily Potter took her husband's hand in her own and put it on her stomach. They leaned in and shared a sweet kiss.

From outside you could clearly hear children happilly running down the sidewalk.

It was Holloween. And unfortunately, another close friend of theirs, Remus Lupin was still trying to recover from the last full moon. See, Remus Lupin, had a furry lil' problem like James refers to it. He was in fact, a werewolf. But he was still the kindest and most loving person you would ever meet.

The last member of their group, Peter Pettigrew, was a quiet little man and a tad weird. Many may have wondered how he ended up being their friend.

But... Even though everything may seem serene, it was far from it. They were in times of war in the wizarding world. And... The Potters were in hidding as they were in the middle of the war. Because unfortunately, a prophecy was made just before the birth of their daughter. And the prophecy concerned two small babies. The Potter baby and the Longbottom baby.

So to ensure the safety of the small young families, Albus Dumbledore, had placed both under a fidelius charm in order to ensure their safety.

Just before Albus was to make Sirius the Potters' secret keeper, they came to the conclusion that it would in fact, be to risky. Sirius himself was a target for Voldemort and because of his betrayal to his family and his friendship with James Potter, he would be hunted down for the secret as the most likely candidate.

So in the end, they chose Peter Pettigrew. After all, who would suspect him?

Albus reluctantly made Peter secret keeper. Even though he, aswell as the others involved, knew the risks, he just could not put his finger on what seemed off with the young man infront of him.

Unfortunately, the feeling was sollidified when the Potters were betrayed.

Sirius just tucked the dark haired little girl into her bed in the hotel they were staying at, when he realised, she was special to him. He wasn't quite sure why, but he summerised it was because of who she was to him.

''Good night lil Lioness...'' Sirius smirked and touched one of the dark curls laying on the pillow.

He got up and left her room, intending to pour himself some firewhisky. Things hadn't gone all that smooth as he had hoped with Miss Nia Roux.

Flashback

Sirius was walking into the kitchen of the Roux mannor. He had left to finish up a letter to Dumbledore and Etta was in the kitchen helping Nia with the tea.

But unknown to the blond French witch, Sirius was right behind her when,

''You insolent brat! Look how you spilled the milk over my dress!'' Even though she was yelling, the woman tried to not slip up on all the years of English classes.

Sirius frowned, he was about to scream at the woman, when he saw her lifting her hand towards Etta, who in turn, stared with tears in her green eyes and trembling lips.

Sirius growled, seeing red in rage and grabbed Nia's arm.

''You ever lift your claws to her again, and I will make sure you beg for death!''

Present

Looking back, Sirius should have seen she was just another bitch. Unfortunately, he has been having extremely rotten luck with women for little over a year now.

James would be laughing his arse off over this when they arrive at the hotel tomorrow afternoon.

Whilst Lily would definitely be yelling at him for dragging them out of hidding to meet just another flooze.

Sirius chuckled quietly, sure to not risk Etta waking up.

He was just sitting down on one of the couches overlooking the Eiffel Tower, when the Floo Dumbledore had connected for them to his office floo, flared up.

Sirius found himself facing a crying Remus Lupin.

''The... They... They're dead!''