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Sirius: Yes! I am the all-powerful, all-knowing, slightly insane Sirius! And I command you to review!
Sirius slept restlessly. Images swept through his head and burned into his mind. Each one with a red hot pain.
He watched his two year sister cry as he pulled her hair on their shared birthday.
He saw his mother smile at her new babies, just born.
He saw his best friend Tommy, take him under his wing at school.
He saw his class mates mocking him for the strange and unexplainable things he could do. Untrained magic could be an unpredictable thing.
His father finally telling him about his heritage.
Then his vision moved. He saw a young boy about four, running in a garden. He had messy black hair and laughing blue eyes. He ran into the arms of a beautiful woman. Laughing, she scooped him up and swung him around. A man came out into the garden and laughing grabbed them both in a big hug. The boy looked over the woman's shoulder and saw Sirius. Sirius felt a twinge of an old ache that had never really healed. His mother had died when he was a baby and his father had been killed when he was thirteen. He had never really had parents. This boy had parents who loved him and would do anything for him. The boy smiled at him. And Sirius smiled back. Then he was gone.
He saw a small kitchen. It had a cozy at homey feeling. Around the table sat a man, a woman, and two little boys. They didn't look much older than five or six.
One boy turned and looked at him. " Mummy, Who is that?" He pointed at Sirius. Sirius stared at him. He seemed so familiar. His gray eyes that seemed too old for such a young child
"who's who, baby?" The woman asked.
" That man in the corner. He looks sick."
"Yeah well you don't look so hot yourself kid." Sirius snapped.
"There's no one over there honey now eat." His mother motioned to his uneaten vegetables.'
He moved. Now he was in the woods. The sun was setting over the trees casting an eerie light among the shadows.
He heard something. A branch snapped behind him. He whirled around. There were the two boys he had seen before.
"Romy are you sure about this?" The boy with gray eyes asked.
"Of course. Now lets go." The other boys pulled him toward a barely visible path.
"Let's ask him." The gray eyed boy pointed at Sirius.
"Who?"
"That man."
"Oh yeah, the one no else can see." The boy glared at him.
Then he turned and marched right up to Sirius.
"Are you real?" Sirius was confused.
"of course."
"Then how come no one else can see you?"
Sirius thought fast.
" I don't really know. Because you are my friend, I guess. I have to-"
Just then there was a growl behind him.
Slowly Sirius turned and found himself face to face with a full grown, slobbering, growling, werewolf.
Sirius froze. The wolf growled deep in his throat and made to leap.
Sirius dove and the wolf went past him. Sirius let out a sigh of relief when he heard a scream.
Sirius scrambled to his feet. A sight of horror met his eyes.
Remus was backed against a tree watching the werewolf slash at his brother.
The little boy screamed again and then the wolf gave a final swipe and the boy fell to the ground. Blood mixed with dust and stained the ground.
The wolf then turned on Remus. He snarled at the helpless boy. Sirius had to do something.
"Oy! Dog breath!" Sirius threw a rock. His aim was true and it collided with the wolf's head
The wolf roared and wiped his head around. Growling he went for Sirius.
Taking a running leap the wolf knocked Sirius to the ground. He wrestled with it, trying to keep that mouth of daggers away from him. The wolf was mad, and Sirius knew how dangerous a mad werewolf could be. He reached behind
"Run, kid. Run for it!" Sirius yelled. He reached behind himself blindly. Suddenly a large branch was placed in his hand. He glanced up. Remus was standing there. No, no go, run. Don't stay here. Don't you know what will happen if you do? He begged silently.
Taking the branch he cracked it over the wolf's head. Yelping the wolf backed off.
Sirius leapt up and stood in front of little Remus, the branch at the ready.
The wolf recovered and circled around for another attack.
Before Sirius could react the wolf took a jump and knocked him to the ground. His head impacted with a rock and he lay still.
Slowly the world spun back into focus. He got up .
Remus was now crying and holding his arm which was red with blood. Sirius grabbed the branch and hit the wolf over the head again.
"Get out of here! Leave him alone! " He yelled. Just then somewhere in the distance a cock crowed.
The wolf whirled around. It eyed the horizon carefully, then turned and fled through the bushes.
Sirius let out a sigh of relief . Remus on the other hand began to sob.
Sirius bent down to examine the wound. The cut was deep, but not bad.
Then he turned to the other boy.
He was lying face down in the grass. Sirius felt for a pulse and found none. He let out a shaky breath.
"Is he okay?" Remus's small voice asked.
"I," He didn't know what to say. What do you say to a five year old? "Come one, let's get you home." He picked up Remus and carried him away.
The sun was up by the time he got to the house. When he got to the steps the door flew open and Mrs. Lupin came running out.
"Oh God, Remus! Are you okay, baby? Where's your brother? What happened?" She scooped him out of Sirius's arms.
"We got lost and a wolf chased us and this guy found us and he made the wolf go away." Remus told her. Mr. Lupin dashed out. He pulled Remus into a big hug. Sirius began to walk away.
"Thank you." Sirius turned. Mrs. Lupin was standing next to him.
Sirius frowned. "You can see me?"
"Yes. " She said, waving her hand dismissivly as if his question wasn't important. " How did you do it? Get rid of the wolf?"
"I've had some experience with them. But you should know. The other boy, I, I" God, this was hard. " I couldn't save him." Mrs. Lupin's hands flew to her face.
" There's more. It was a werewolf. Remus is a werewolf."
There was a silence. Mr. Lupin held his son tight. Remus stared at him, his big eyes bright. Sirius couldn't take it anymore. He spun on his heel.
"Wait, how can we thank you?" Mr. Lupin called.
"You don't need to. Remus will be a great wizard some day. No matter what I have done, I couldn't let him die. James would kill me if I let our best friend die." He laughed. Remus's eyes opened wide.
"At least tell us your name." Mrs. Lupin begged. He thought for a moment.
"Sirius. My name is Sirius."
Then the world began to dissolve again.
Now he was back at Hogwarts. In the Gryffindor common room no less. Students sat around the fire, doing homework, talking and just having a good time. His heart lurched when he saw Erin White laugh as she talked to Lily.
In a corner four boys sat together, huddled in a group. A small explosion came from their circle and no one even reacted, except for the first years.
He moved closer.
"No, Padfoot. We can't do it like that." James was saying.
"Why not? " His stomach gave a funny jolt as he heard his own sixteen year old voice.
"Because we could get caught." Remus told him. Good old Remus, always the voice of caution. Not that we ever listened to him. He thought.
"Fine."
Then all of a sudden it was dark, the fire burned low.
The stairs creaked and he heard several sharp whispers coming from no where.
He knew just where they were though.
Under James's invisibility cloak.
The portrait hole opened and they crept out.
He followed.
They explored every room until they came to one.
Sirius remembered this night.
He slipped in behind them and watched as James pulled off the cloak.
They were in an old classroom. The only thing in the room was an old mirror.
They all looked at it in turn joking over what they saw. Because that mirror did not show your face. It showed what was deep inside your heart.
Sirius remembered what he had seen. His parents. His mum and dad who had been killed when he was younger. They were there at his graduation, smiling and proud.
He remembered what Remus had seen. A full moon and no wolf. And James had seen himself with Lily. And a family.
But Peter, he didn't remember what Peter had seen. Coming up behind him he watched as Peter peered into the mirror and he saw what Peter saw.
Peter was standing there, tall and proud. He had a head boy badge on and he was carrying the Quiddich cup. James, Remus and him were all in the background, expressions of envy of their faces.
That's what Peter wanted more than anything. To stand out from his more talented friends. To be better than them all.
Sirius shook his head. He closed his eyes against the tears. We would have done anything for you, Peter. Why did you turn?
When he opened his eyes, he saw James's face peering down at him. But the eyes weren't right. They were green.
"Prongs?" He asked weakly. The James look a like turned around
"Dad! He's awake!" Then James, the real James came running up. He was followed by Lily, and Dumbledore.
"Padfoot, you're awake!" James grinned.
"Sirius, how are you feeling?" Lily took a damp cloth and wiped his forehead which was burning up.
"Where's Moony?"
"He want to go do something, he'll be back."
"I saw him, James. I saw the wolf." Sirius tried to tell him about Remus getting bitten.
"What do you mean?"
"The wolf, that bit him, I was there."
"Padfoot, you were five. And he lived in Wales. You lived outside London." Sirius shook his head.
"I did."
Just then the door burst open.
"Professor!" Severus Snape, one time archenemy of the Potter gang and present potions master, ran in. He stopped dead, at the sight of James and Lily.