Hello again! Back for another round! I hate to start on a negative note, but I feel its kind of necessary. I have gotten absolutely zero reviews(except for one in person from a friend) from you guys. Therefore I have absolutely no idea what you guys think. Do you like it? What do you like? Is it complete garbage? I have no idea. So can you help me out a bit? Please? Thank you. Besides that, I would like to express that I feel like I should have made the last chapter a bit longer. It is one of the biggest moments in the whole Harry Potter series and Sirius's POV was only slightly longer than the other chapters. I feel like I could have contributed a bit more, you know? Oh well. Anyway, it is now the next day and we get to see the moment that landed Sirius in his home for the next twelve years. Cue Gary Oldman shouting about 12 years of waiting now.

Enjoy!

November 1, 1981

Chapter 4

There was a loud cracking noise as two wizards suddenly appeared in the dark side ally. To a Muggle it would have seemed that the two had come from out of thin air. Indeed, they wouldn't be wrong at all. They actually had just appeared out of thin air. But thankfully no Muggles happened to see the two men arrive.

They quickly left the dark ally to join the bustle of the much busier street, soon melting into the large crowd of people heading to their morning jobs. They did a poor job of blending in with the crowd. Most of the people were dressed in expensive suits and ties, while the two wizards wore scruffy and dirty clothes. The two didn't seem to be fazed at all by how out of place they were. They moved quickly through the crowd, obviously in a hurry.

"I got you 'ere, now where's my pay?" Said the shorter of the two. He had long scraggly hair and stank of alcohol. He kept fidgeting and looking over his shoulder, as though he expected to have enemies come calling.

The other wizard rolled his eyes. He was tall with long hair and a handsome but gaunt face. His sharp features were covered by a thin beard. "You'll get your pay when I have Peter. Until I know you brought me to the right place you aren't getting a thing out of me, Dung. Now will he be here?"

"I woul'n' lie to you, Sirius. 'E's gonna be 'ere, meeting some Death Eater. Catch 'im like a good ol' rat before that other bloke gets 'ere, and you're gold, mate. Which is what I'm 'oping to see." Dung grinned greedily.

Sirius sighed. "Mundungus, trust me, there are things you would rather have out of my old house than gold. We have some things that are much more valuable, and you can take your pick."

Mundungus squealed like a pig. "An' you're sure your dear ol' mum wont mind?"

"She won't. At least, not until she knows its missing."

"Aye, I catch you're meaning, Sirius." Dung said, nodding.

"So where exactly are they meeting?" Sirius asked. "I need to know."

"You see, past that light? That bench o'er there?" Dung said, pointing ahead of them. "Across the square? Right there, in 'bout twenty minutes. That's where e'll be."

Sirius eyed the bench, hoping Mundungus's information was correct. This was likely his one chance to capture Wormtail. If he got away it could be near impossible for Sirius to find him again, even with Dung's help. It was probably now or never.

"You should probably get away from here, Dung. This could get out of hand, especially if that Death Eater jumps in." Sirius drew his wand slowly so as not to draw attention from the Muggles.

Mundungus was no fool. He knew Sirius was not kidding when he said that it could out of hand. With these kinds of people it could get bloody fast. The thief backed up and saluted to the heir of the House of Black. "Um, I think I'll catch you later, Sirius. You're good for your word, I know. Best of luck to ya, mate." He Disapparated with a loud crack. Several Muggles jumped at the noise, but went back to their travels when they failed to find the source of their annoyance.

Sirius settled against a wall, watching the bench that Peter was supposed to meet his Death Eater friend at. Inwardly Sirius was smiling hungrily. He wanted nothing more in the world to catch Peter and make him squeal like the rat he was. Peter would regret what he had done, Sirius would make sure of it. If he did nothing else in this life, he would make sure James and Lily would be avenged.

It was weird, but everything seemed so clear to him now. Losing everything you cared about had that effect you, Sirius reflected. The losses he had suffered gave him clarity, the grief a certain enemy. Peter. The person responsible. All that mattered now was stopping him. It was everything now. It was why Sirius existed, why he hadn't slept, why he was watching this bench now. Peter was everything, yet was nothing at the same time. It was so clear.

Yet at the same time he could barely feel the grief. He had forced that to the back of his mind. It could wait until after Peter. After all, he would have his entire life to grieve for them, but Peter could only be stopped now.

Why are you doing this, Sirius? A voice said behind Sirius. He nearly jumped out of his skin in shock and turned around. There was no one even remotely close.

Sirius was worried. Was there some kind of ghost here? How did it know his name?

The voice spoke again. Catching Peter isn't your responsibility, my friend. It never was. You have a much more important job, Padfoot.

Sirius recognized the voice. But this was impossible. James was dead. He couldn't possibly be speaking to him. Sirius knew that this was no ghost. He had seen plenty of ghosts in his time at Hogwarts. So what was this?

"J-james." He muttered. "I'm doing this for you. For you and Lily-"

That's not what I asked you to do. The voice sounded sterner, as though it were a parent talking to their child. I asked you to look after Harry, not chase traitors. You should be with him.

"But Dumbledore took him..." Sirius pleaded. He had realized by now that he was just talking to himself, but that voice, James, seemed so real. "There was nothing I could do."

We both know that's a lie, Sirius. Maybe Albus is right, maybe he should stay with Petunia and her family. But there is no reason that you shouldn't be with him now.

"But then who would catch Peter?" Sirius asked, grasping for reasons to prove the voice wrong. "You and Lily need justice."

Oh I don't know. The voice said sarcastically. Remus maybe? Or Moody? The Longbottoms? Or perhaps bloody Dumbledore? Quit trying to get out of your responsibility, mate. You're only making yourself look foolish.

"But-"

No. The voice said sharply. No buts. We both know where you should be, and this isn't it. I made you Harry's godfather for a reason, Sirius. There's no one I trust more than you. Please dont make that decision a mistake.

A movement in the distance caught Sirius's eye. A short figure sat down on the bench. A short round figure. Bingo. Sirius took a deep breath. It was time.

*Don't do this Sirius.* The voice warned. *Stop now. It's not too late to turn back.*

Sirius ignored the voice and muttered a spell he had learned a few months ago, called the Anti- Disapparation Jinx. It was highly difficult, and this was the first time Sirius had ever performed it. It was designed to create an area of space where Disapparation would be impossible. It was mainly used to keep enemies from escaping, and Sirius knew that Hogwarts, Gringotts Wizarding Bank, and the fortress prison of Azkaban all used the charm for security and safety reasons. With this, Wormtail would be unable to disappear at the first sign of Sirius, and he had no doubt that he could catch Peter on foot.

A blue light appeared at the end of Sirius's wand. It quickly formed into a bubble of electric blue light and started expanding. It quickly captured Sirius within it, removing his ability to Disapparate at will. But that was alright. He wouldn't need it.

The bright bubble continued expanding soon capturing several surrounding Muggles. They didn't seem to notice anything as they were enveloped. Good. Before long it had even surrounded Peter. Sirius was pleaded to see that his spell wasn't noticed, even by the other wizard. It seemed that Sirius, as castor, was the only one who could see how far the effects reached.

He let the Jinx continue to grow. He knew that things were unlikely to go exactly as planned and wanted as much room as he could manage to work with. When he was satisfied, Sirius cut off the spell, leaving himself, Peter, and scores of Muggles unable to Disapparate.

*Don't do this, Sirius.* James's voice pleaded. *This won't give you anything you are looking for. It's better to just let it go. Please.*

"I'm sorry, Prongs." Sirius said. "I have to. I need closure."

Sirius did a mental checklist in his head. Mundungus had lead him to the cheese. The rat had shown up just as expected. Now the trap was set. That meant that all that was left was to spring down on his unsuspecting prey.

Sirius began walking toward the bench, wand in hand and mercies abandoned. He had a job to do, and one way or another Peter would be brought to justice. Whether that justice was spent in Azkaban or Hell was completely up to Wormtail.

*Please don't.* The voice whispered softly. *Harry needs you. Be there for him. Please, Sirius. Leave now or everything we have worked for will be lost.*

Sirius disregarded the voice, as difficult as it was to ignore his best friend. He couldn't be swayed now. Not when he was so close.

*Don't say you weren't warned, mate.* The voice almost sounded disappointed.

Peter noticed him when he was only ten feet away. He squealed, scrambling away in fear. "Sirius!" Short and fidgety, Peter had always lived up to his comparisons to rats. Even as a first year in Gryffindor Sirius had always had a bad feeling about his friend, although he had ignored and disregarded the feeling for years. But even from the beginning Sirius had been able to sniff out the rat. If only he had done something when there was still a chance…

The confrontation was exactly how Sirius had been dreaming it would go. Seeing Peter so horrified, it was exactly what Sirius had needed. And exactly what Peter deserved.

Peter Pettigrew winced, obviously trying to Disapparate away. He gasped when he realized that there was no escape. Peter tried to run away, but he was horribly slow and Sirius kept up easily. He found he was enjoying the hunt.

"You should have known you wouldn't have gotten away with it, Peter." Sirius hissed, malice in his voice. "You should have known I would hunt you down."

"Sirius..." Peter whimpered as he backed away from his former friend. "Sirius please... You have to listen to me..."

"HOW COULD YOU?" Sirius snarled. He lifted his wand, pointing it right at Peter's throat. It would be so easy. He even knew exactly what spell to use. It had been sent his direction often enough, after all. So, so easy to just kill him now. But Sirius wanted Peter to suffer first. Azkaban would be Peter's new home if Sirius could help it.

Sirius didn't notice that his yelling had drawn a crowd. Everyone seemed to be curious about the strange man pointing a stick at the small portly bloke. They quickly became a popular attraction to the surrounding Muggles. But Peter noticed and a light lit up in his eyes, as he realized he could use the crowd to his advantage. A devious plan was coming to his mind.

Faster than Sirius would have thought possible Wormtail spun around and ran away. Determined not to lose his prey, Sirius gave chase. As Sirius ran he thought he saw a flash of silver slide into Peter's hand, but he wasn't sure.

Peter suddenly stopped again. Sirius could get a better look now, and realized that what Wormtail had was a knife. Sirius was surprised. Did he mean to use that against Sirius? Peter wasn't quite bad enough at magic to have to resort to knives. What was he thinking?

Peter held out one of his hands. He curled back all of his fingers until only one remained. Sirius suddenly realized what the rat was doing.

The silver moved, flesh fell, and Peter Pettigrew let out the most bloodcurdling scream of agony Sirius had ever heard. If there was anyone who hadn't been watching the spectacle before they were watching now.

Sirius tried to figure out what had just happened. Had Peter just cut off his finger? Why? And of all people, Peter? Sirius couldn't believe Peter would ever have the balls to do that.

Before he could say anything Peter screamed, "HOW COULD YOU? WHY SIRIUS?"

Sirius was taken aback. Was Peter going to try to blame him for this? Incredible. The lying little coward. "Stop it Peter. We both know who is to blame here."

"THEY WERE YOUR FRIENDS!" Peter shouted. "YOU KILLED THEM!"

Several people gasped. Those closest to Sirius backed away. Sirius got angrier. He refused to be blamed for their deaths. "NO, BUT I'LL KILL YOU!" He raised his wand, blinded to the situation by rage.

But he froze when Peter's face curled into the evilest smile Sirius had ever seen.

Barely audible, Sirius heard James Lily's murderer speak the last two words he expected to hear, "Mischief managed."

Then Sirius's world exploded.

Just like last chapter I feel like there was more I could have added, especially near the end. Unfortunately I couldn't think of what it could possibly be. Aw well. If I didn't have regrets I wouldn't be human, and id like not to mess with my species identity. So what did you guys think? Have you guys liked this so far? Sirius's story isn't quite done yet, we still have a few more chapters to go, but the most important stuff has been knocked out fairly quick. Peter's betrayal, James and Lily's death(and Harry's survival), Peter's escape…. All that's left is Sirius being captured and his incarceration. It feels like we got here kind of quick. Huh. Well, be sure to favorite and follow if you have been liking it so far and be sure to LEAVE REVIEWS. Say whatever the hell you want, its ok. If you want to say something nice, then awesome. If you want to say something hurtful, go for it. It's the internet. If you just wanna fan out about HP then it would be my pleasure to fan out with you. Hell, if you just wanna tell me how your day is going then I will listen. Just give me some damn reviews! Also, could you guys join the dark side? The Emperor is kinda getting onto me about my job performance as a darth and some new recruits could help out quite a lot. We even have some free cookies if you want some. Not telling what kind though. Bwahaha Now youll have to join to find out what kind of cookies they are because if you don't the suspense will kill you! Now THAT is a cliffhanger!

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