A/N: Heyo, heyo! This is, drumroll please, the last chapter of Strangest Friends. I know, that's all depressing, but there will be a sequal, which I am about to write as soon as I type this thing up. This is a really long chapter, because I have to wrap it all up. Danke for replying, Leah and Meduline and all you otehr peeps who replied. It means a lot to me when you reply, because then I know that people are actually reading this thing, and I'm not doing it to waste discs.
Discalimer: Why do I have to got through this every single time I write a chapter? Do you REALLY think I'm trying to steal JK Rowling's work? I don't thinks so. Somehow I think that we look a tad bit different, but that's just me... Also, the songs at the end are not mine.
Strangest Friends
Chapter 21: Goodnight, My Angel
Sirius turned the corner onto the street which the Potters lived on his beloved motorcycle. He was alone, might I add, because Jamie had forgotten something for Lily and James. Anyway, Sirius pulled into the Potter's driveway. He saw that their front door had been broken down. He desperatly hoped it was rowdy trick-or-treaters, He jumped off his bike and almost fainted upon entering the front hall of the house.
"Oh no... James," Sirius whispered, bending over his best friend and smoothing his everywhere hair out of his face. His glasses were a few feet away from him, broken. James looked as if he was just asleep.
Sirius painfully blinked tears from his eyes as he heard a tiny cry from upstairs. Harry? Alive? Sirius sprinted up the staircase.
"Harry?" Sirius asked, poking his head into the baby's nursery, which had been decorated with a large assortmant of cartoon-style animals.
Sirius saw Lily on the floor, a few feet away from the crib holding a crying baby. Sirius walked to the crib and looked down on Harry, who stopped crying almost instantly at the sight of Sirius. "Siri?" he said, his word for Sirius.
"Yeah," Sirius said as he reached in to pick up Harry, and saw that the boy had a small patch of blood on his forehead. Sirius carefully wiped it off with a blanket in the crib. Harry tensed up slightly, as though the touch was painful. Sirius noticed that hiding underneath the blood was a cut shaped like a bolt of lightening. Sirius felt a shiver go through his spine, remembering copying notes from James about what happened after a person was touched by a deadly curse, and that this was one of the souvenirs that the person would acquire.
"All right, come here, Harry," Sirius said, holding the baby in his arms and wrapping a blanket around the small baby.
Sirius walked out of the nursery, down the staircase, and into the front hall. Sirius paused by James and picked up his glasses. He pocketed them, for some reason.
"Daddy," Harry said, his hands reaching out to James.
"Shh... come on, Harry," Sirius said, "it's going to be all right."
As Sirius walked out of the house, he felt a surge of saddness go through him. 'Daddy' had been Harry's first word, and Sirius remembered when James had called Sirius and Jamie, ecastatic at the fact his son could now acknowledge him.
As Sirius reached his bike, Jamie's car turned around the corner he had turned just minutes before. Then Sirius heard a loud crunching behind him, then a loud crumbling that sounded like an explosion. Sirius knew what had just happened. The Potters house had been destroyed.
"Sirius!" Jamie shreiked, leaping out of her car. "What just... where are... oh no..." Her face contorted as realization washed over her.
Sirius merely nodded.
Jamie closed her eyes, and leaned against the hood of her car, beginning to sob. As she did, a loud popping noise came from the sidewalk.
"Sirius? Jamie?" asked a huge man names Hagrid, "What're yah doin' 'ere?"
"We were coming to see Lily and James, but..." Sirius said, his voice cracking.
"Oh," Hagrid said, looking up at the house, "I'm really sorry, yah two."
"W-why are you here, Hagrid?" Jamie asked shakilly.
"I'm 'ere ter collect Harry fer Professor Dumbledore," Hagrid announced. "He's ter go ter his aunt an' uncles's house. The Dursley's I think he said."
"What?" Jamie and Sirius said in unison.
"What?" Hagrid asked, taken aback.
"You can't!" Jamie said.
"Those Dursleys, they're horrible! They're the biggest bunch of Muggles if there ever were any!" Sirius exclaimed.
"Well, those're Dumbledore's orders, and I have ter follow 'em," Hagrid said.
"But, Hagrid," Jamie argued. "We're Harry's godparents."
"Lily and James appointed us Harry's legal guardians if anything was to happen to them," Sirius added.
"I'm sorry, you two," Hagrid said. "But I have ter do what Dumbledore says."
Sirius and Jamie exchanged a look of defeat, seeing that Hagrid wasn't going to budge, and Sirius handed Harry to Hagrid. Jamie sniffed and looked at the baby boy in the huge man's arms.
"Wait, Hagrid," Jamie said, pulling out what she had gotten for the Potters. "Harry should have this."
It was a large picture that Jamie had just taken of the Potters. It had been a few days before the Fidelius Charm was performed. She had just gotten it developed.
"Thanks," Hagrid said, and put it into a pocket in his large coat. "I'll be off. I'm not sure how I'm going to get to Surrey on time though..."
"Take my bike," Sirius said, waving his hand at it. "I won't be needing it anymore."
Hagrid and Jamie looked at Sirius as though he was nuts. Hagrid shrugged and mounted the motorcycle.
"Thanks, Sirius," he said, revving it up. "Take care, you two."
Jamie and Sirius stood next to each other, watching until Hagrid and Harry disappeared in the sky.
"Come on," Jamie whispered and got into the car. For once there was no argument over who was going to drive. Jamie climbed into the driver's seat and turned the key in the ignition.
They sat in silence as Jamie drove home. Sirius let a stifled sob escape once in awhile from his face, which was buried in his hands.
"Sirius, it's going to be ok," Jamie said, her eyes on the road.
"I have to find Pettigrew," Sirius said. He said 'Pettigrew' as if it was a curse.
"And what are you going to do when you find him?" Jamie asked. "Kill him and then get a lifetime imprisonment in Azkaban? I don't think so, Sirius."
"He should be the one to go to Azkaban," Sirius said.
"Sirius, don't do anything you're going to regret later," Jamie said, shaking her head. She knew that he didn't hear that, and wasn't going to admit that she said it later.
Sirius and Jamie had a sleepless night, talking on the couch about Lily and James. It was now 7:30, and Jamie was making another pot of coffee for the two of them.
"Oh, and I also got these out of the house," Sirius said, remembering and taking out the glasses of James's from his pocket of his cloak.
"Oh... man," Jamie said, holding the glasses. They were broked in half on the bridge of the black round glasses. "We should give them to Harry," Jamie said quietly, entering the room.
"Yeah, and then the Dursley's would throw them out almost instantly," Sirius said. "You're right, though, he ought to have them."
Jamie sat down and looked at the glasses in her hands "I can't believe it..."
"Yeah," Sirius said, putting his arm around her shoulders.
"The Ministry's going to swarm the house," Jamie said.
"You know something," Sirius said. "We're the only ones that know that Pettigrew was the Secret-Keeper. They'll all think it was me."
"You're going to have to hide," Jamie said, looking at his face painfully.
Sirius didn't respond, just looked at the mantel of their fireplace, which was crowded with pictures and nick-nacks. In almost every picture was Lily and James. They had been such a big part of their life, and now they had just left. He remembered all the times that they had spent together, in Hogwarts and out. Sirius shook his head slightly and sighed.
"Well, I'm going to go get dressed," Jamie said quietly and walked out of the living room.
Sirius sat on the couch, watching the fire dance inside of the fireplace. He knew, somehow, that that was the last time in a really long time he'd see the fire crackling merrily. His eyes directed back to the mantel and he saw a picture of Pettigrew. Sirius scowled angrily, and picked up the picture. Peter was smiling happily out of the picture, waving at Sirius. Sirius took the picture out of the frame and ripped it in half. It disinigrated, as all wizarding photos did after they were destroyed.
"Si, what are you doing?"
"Nothing," Sirius said, looking up at Jamie. She was grabbing her cloak. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to the Dursley's. Give Harry the glasses," Jamie said. "Say goodbye..."
"All right," Sirius said.
"Sirius," Jamie said, looking him straight in the eyes. "Don't you dare go anywhere to find Peter."
Sirius looked to the floor.
"Si, I don't want you to have to leave me," Jamie said. "Stay here and lie low."
"Fine," Sirius said.
"Thank you," Jamie said, kneeling next to him. "I'm sorry, but you know."
"Yeah," Sirius said. "I understand."
"Ok," Jamie said, and kissed him gently. "I'll be back soon."
"All right," Sirius said, leaning back on the couch as Jamie left the house.
Jamie had been to the Dursleys house once before, and she wasn't really wanting to go back. She knew that they were totally against the Wizarding type, so she took off her cloak before getting out of the car. The reason she had gone to the Dursleys, was for Petunia's bridal shower. She had only invited Lily because her mother had insisted, so Lily dragged Jamie along. It hadn't been the most pleasant experience, Lily and Jamie had been shunned by the festivities, but it was getting out of the house and hanging out with Lily, so it was ok.
Jamie climbed out of her car and made sure she had the glasses in her pocket. She approached the house, that seemed to seem like a perfect family household. She knocked on the door, and Vernon Dursley answered.
"Who are you?" he asked through the screen of their screen door. "And if you're selling anything, we don't want it."
"Um, I'm Jamie Williams," Jamie said cautiously. "I'm Harry's godmother-"
Vernon's face contorted.
"-and I have something for him of father's," she finished.
"So?" he asked.
"Well, I was wondering if I could see him," Jamie said.
"Oh, well, all right," he said, "don't be to long though."
"Ok," Jamie said and went through the door.
"You're a... you know, right?" he said, looking out at Jamie's car.
"A witch? Yes, I am," Jamie said.
"Well, nice car you have there," he said curtly.
"Oh, thanks," Jamie said, suprised at his half way politness.
"Yes, well, the boy's in the living room," Vernon said, pointing through a doorway.
"All right," Jamie said, and walked into the living room. The room's walls were covered with pictures of the Dursley's yound son Dudley. Harry was sitting on the couch, looking around.
"Hi, Harry!" Jamie said, sitting next to him and setting him on her lap.
Harry's eyes widened at the sight of Jamie, and a smile cracked across his face. "Jaja!" he said.
"Yep, it's me!" Jamie said, laughing. "How're you doing? I'm sorry Sirius and I couldn't take you. We really wanted to."
Harry nodded, as though he knew what Jamie was saying.
"Oh, I have something for you," Jamie said, taking out the glasses. "These were your Daddy's."
"Daddy," Harry said, taking the glasses in his hand.
"Here, let me fix them," Jamie said, placing a quick "Reparo," spell on them, bonding the bridge back together. "There you go."
Harry put them on his face and laughed as though he was a comedian.
"Oh, Harry," Jamie said, hugging the little boy tightly. "I'm going to miss you so much."
Harry stopped moving and yawned.
"Here, sweetie, you lay down right here," Jamie said, laying Harry onto the couch and covering him up. "Good luck, sweetheart," she said, and traced her finger over the scab on his forehead. "You're going to be all right," she said aloud, more to reassure herself.
Sirius paced the living room again. He was suprised he hadn't worn a hole in the floor. He was waiting for the Ministry to burst in on him at any moment. He shuddered at the thought. The last day he had been more emotional than he ever had throughout his whole life. All he could think about was how much he missed James and Lily, how he should have insisted on take Harry, how he didn't want to go to Azkaban, how much he hated Pettigrew, and how much he didn't want to leave Jamie.
Sirius retreated from his pacing and sat on the couch. He flipped the TV on, and began to channel surf. He turned on the news, which showed a picture of the Potter's destroyed house and how they had no idea what caused it. They said that the Potters had been salvaged from the wreck, but their son, Harry, hadn't been found.
Sirius turned off the television, and resisted the urge to put his fist through the screen. He didn't think that Jamie would like it.
Sirius stood up and decided he had to get out. He had to find Pettigrew and teach him a lesson. He took a piece of paper and scrawled a note to Jamie:
"Dear Jamie,
I know, you said not to leave, and I said I wouldn't, but come on. Did you really expect me to stay at home? You know me far to well. I hope that everything went well at the Dursleys. I miss the Potters so much, Jamie, and I have to get the evil that has caused the two of us so much pain. Woah, that was a sudden change of subject. Anyway, I'll be home soon after you get home. Please don't come looking for me, even though I know you will. And no, before you say it, this is not your fault. I have to do this now or never.
Love Forever,
Sirius"
Sirius quickly reread the note and nodded. That sounded about right. He left the note on the counter top and apparated in a public restroom in London, hoping no one would notice he never went into it.
Jamie sped home in her car. She knew Sirius wasn't going to be home. She knew him far to well. As she turned sharply into her driveway, she apparated into the kitchen. She instantly saw the note that Sirius had left and swore loudly.
"Sirius, you..." Jamie said, "I told you not to go..."
Jamie apparated back into her car, and sped off to London. She knew he was going to be there, somewhere. She ditched her car, somewhere near a park and ran into the city. She had no idea where Sirius was, but she had to find him, before he did something to get himself into any trouble. She was running across a street, when she saw them. Sirius and Peter. Peter was facing Sirius, his wand pointed at Sirius's heart.
"Sirius, no!" Jamie yelled.
"Sirius! How could you!" Peter shouted. There was a small crowd forming around the two men. "Lily and James? How could you?"
Sirius reached for his wand, but Jamie saw that he never got it. There was a loud explosion, and Jamie leaped behind the nearest building, watching the street blow up around the two men. When she crawled out from behind the building, she saw that there was a small crater around where Peter had been standing. Peter wasn't there, but she did see some fragments, a finger, which made her want to puke. There were a bunch of people dead that were standinga round Sirius and Peter. Sirius was curled up into a ball, covering his head.
"Sirius, are you ok?" Jamie asked, rushing towards him.
Sirius slowly looked up at her and said, "I told you not to come."
"And I told you not to leave the house!" Jamie said. "Now come on, the Ministry will be here any minute."
"No," Sirius said, "they're here."
He pointed down the road, where a bunch of people were apparating.
"Run," he hissed to Jamie. "Hide."
"But-"
"No, you have to go," Sirius said, "Hurry."
"Ok," Jamie said, jumping up.
"Jamie," Sirius said, looking at her, "I love you. And I promise you. We'll be together again. I promise."
"Si, I-"
"Go!"
Jamie nodded and ran as fast as she could, back to her car. She could hear Sirius laughing. She knew that he knew what Pettigrew had done. As soon as he had caused the explosion, he cut off his finger and transformed to a rat.
Jamie turned on her car and drove back to her house. She turned her radio on and began searching through it. On one station was "Goodbye to You" by Michelle Branch. On another was "Crazy" by KC and Jojo. On another was "Every Rose Has It Thorn" by Poison.
"DOES EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT THIS?!" Jamie shouted to herself in the car. She couldn't believe that every station had a love song on. Her life had just taken a turn for the worst, and all they could supply her with was love songs. That didn't help in the least.
Jamie turned to one more station, and "Lullabye (Goodnight, my Angel)" by Billy Joel was on. Jamie's eyes finally filled with tears, realization washing through her. She would never see Lily or James again. Sirius was going to go to Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit. Remus would most likely think that Sirius was the Secret-Keeper. She was carrying the child of who was now thought of as a convicted murderer. The man that she had loved for so many years. The man that she was supposed to be marrying in the next month. It couldn't be happening. But it was. It was all over.
Jamie pulled over on the side of the road, disregarding the sign that said, "Emergancy Stops Only." She turned up the music slightly and rested her head on the steering wheel, and allowed herself to cry.
~*~*~*~
"Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel)"
Goodnight, my angel
Time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say
I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Wherever you may go
No matter where you are
I never will be far away
Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs you sang for me
WHen we went sailing on an emerald bay
ANd like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
THe water's dark
And deep inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me
Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to dream
And dream how wonderful your life will be
Someday your child may cry
And if you sing this lullabye
Then in your heart
There will always be a part of me
Someday we'll all be gone
But lullabyes go on and on...
They never die
That's how you
And I
Will be
~*~*~*~
Thanks Yous:
1: Thank you, Nikki! You have been here, reading my fic, saying, 'Yes, it's good!' over and over again, until I finally agreed! Thanks for helping me on my way to correct grammar and spelling as well, as annoying as it can be!
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3: Thank you, JK Rowling! Chances of her ever reading this are slim, but thanks for letting all of us wannabe-writers for using your characters in our stories!
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I will let you all know, that there will be a sequal to this fic, which I really liked. I have it all planned out, and I hope that you'll read that as well! Thank you once more for the various reasons you helped me along the way. This is the first chapter fic the I have ever written, and actually finished!
And with that, I end, "Strangest Friends."
Discalimer: Why do I have to got through this every single time I write a chapter? Do you REALLY think I'm trying to steal JK Rowling's work? I don't thinks so. Somehow I think that we look a tad bit different, but that's just me... Also, the songs at the end are not mine.
Strangest Friends
Chapter 21: Goodnight, My Angel
Sirius turned the corner onto the street which the Potters lived on his beloved motorcycle. He was alone, might I add, because Jamie had forgotten something for Lily and James. Anyway, Sirius pulled into the Potter's driveway. He saw that their front door had been broken down. He desperatly hoped it was rowdy trick-or-treaters, He jumped off his bike and almost fainted upon entering the front hall of the house.
"Oh no... James," Sirius whispered, bending over his best friend and smoothing his everywhere hair out of his face. His glasses were a few feet away from him, broken. James looked as if he was just asleep.
Sirius painfully blinked tears from his eyes as he heard a tiny cry from upstairs. Harry? Alive? Sirius sprinted up the staircase.
"Harry?" Sirius asked, poking his head into the baby's nursery, which had been decorated with a large assortmant of cartoon-style animals.
Sirius saw Lily on the floor, a few feet away from the crib holding a crying baby. Sirius walked to the crib and looked down on Harry, who stopped crying almost instantly at the sight of Sirius. "Siri?" he said, his word for Sirius.
"Yeah," Sirius said as he reached in to pick up Harry, and saw that the boy had a small patch of blood on his forehead. Sirius carefully wiped it off with a blanket in the crib. Harry tensed up slightly, as though the touch was painful. Sirius noticed that hiding underneath the blood was a cut shaped like a bolt of lightening. Sirius felt a shiver go through his spine, remembering copying notes from James about what happened after a person was touched by a deadly curse, and that this was one of the souvenirs that the person would acquire.
"All right, come here, Harry," Sirius said, holding the baby in his arms and wrapping a blanket around the small baby.
Sirius walked out of the nursery, down the staircase, and into the front hall. Sirius paused by James and picked up his glasses. He pocketed them, for some reason.
"Daddy," Harry said, his hands reaching out to James.
"Shh... come on, Harry," Sirius said, "it's going to be all right."
As Sirius walked out of the house, he felt a surge of saddness go through him. 'Daddy' had been Harry's first word, and Sirius remembered when James had called Sirius and Jamie, ecastatic at the fact his son could now acknowledge him.
As Sirius reached his bike, Jamie's car turned around the corner he had turned just minutes before. Then Sirius heard a loud crunching behind him, then a loud crumbling that sounded like an explosion. Sirius knew what had just happened. The Potters house had been destroyed.
"Sirius!" Jamie shreiked, leaping out of her car. "What just... where are... oh no..." Her face contorted as realization washed over her.
Sirius merely nodded.
Jamie closed her eyes, and leaned against the hood of her car, beginning to sob. As she did, a loud popping noise came from the sidewalk.
"Sirius? Jamie?" asked a huge man names Hagrid, "What're yah doin' 'ere?"
"We were coming to see Lily and James, but..." Sirius said, his voice cracking.
"Oh," Hagrid said, looking up at the house, "I'm really sorry, yah two."
"W-why are you here, Hagrid?" Jamie asked shakilly.
"I'm 'ere ter collect Harry fer Professor Dumbledore," Hagrid announced. "He's ter go ter his aunt an' uncles's house. The Dursley's I think he said."
"What?" Jamie and Sirius said in unison.
"What?" Hagrid asked, taken aback.
"You can't!" Jamie said.
"Those Dursleys, they're horrible! They're the biggest bunch of Muggles if there ever were any!" Sirius exclaimed.
"Well, those're Dumbledore's orders, and I have ter follow 'em," Hagrid said.
"But, Hagrid," Jamie argued. "We're Harry's godparents."
"Lily and James appointed us Harry's legal guardians if anything was to happen to them," Sirius added.
"I'm sorry, you two," Hagrid said. "But I have ter do what Dumbledore says."
Sirius and Jamie exchanged a look of defeat, seeing that Hagrid wasn't going to budge, and Sirius handed Harry to Hagrid. Jamie sniffed and looked at the baby boy in the huge man's arms.
"Wait, Hagrid," Jamie said, pulling out what she had gotten for the Potters. "Harry should have this."
It was a large picture that Jamie had just taken of the Potters. It had been a few days before the Fidelius Charm was performed. She had just gotten it developed.
"Thanks," Hagrid said, and put it into a pocket in his large coat. "I'll be off. I'm not sure how I'm going to get to Surrey on time though..."
"Take my bike," Sirius said, waving his hand at it. "I won't be needing it anymore."
Hagrid and Jamie looked at Sirius as though he was nuts. Hagrid shrugged and mounted the motorcycle.
"Thanks, Sirius," he said, revving it up. "Take care, you two."
Jamie and Sirius stood next to each other, watching until Hagrid and Harry disappeared in the sky.
"Come on," Jamie whispered and got into the car. For once there was no argument over who was going to drive. Jamie climbed into the driver's seat and turned the key in the ignition.
They sat in silence as Jamie drove home. Sirius let a stifled sob escape once in awhile from his face, which was buried in his hands.
"Sirius, it's going to be ok," Jamie said, her eyes on the road.
"I have to find Pettigrew," Sirius said. He said 'Pettigrew' as if it was a curse.
"And what are you going to do when you find him?" Jamie asked. "Kill him and then get a lifetime imprisonment in Azkaban? I don't think so, Sirius."
"He should be the one to go to Azkaban," Sirius said.
"Sirius, don't do anything you're going to regret later," Jamie said, shaking her head. She knew that he didn't hear that, and wasn't going to admit that she said it later.
Sirius and Jamie had a sleepless night, talking on the couch about Lily and James. It was now 7:30, and Jamie was making another pot of coffee for the two of them.
"Oh, and I also got these out of the house," Sirius said, remembering and taking out the glasses of James's from his pocket of his cloak.
"Oh... man," Jamie said, holding the glasses. They were broked in half on the bridge of the black round glasses. "We should give them to Harry," Jamie said quietly, entering the room.
"Yeah, and then the Dursley's would throw them out almost instantly," Sirius said. "You're right, though, he ought to have them."
Jamie sat down and looked at the glasses in her hands "I can't believe it..."
"Yeah," Sirius said, putting his arm around her shoulders.
"The Ministry's going to swarm the house," Jamie said.
"You know something," Sirius said. "We're the only ones that know that Pettigrew was the Secret-Keeper. They'll all think it was me."
"You're going to have to hide," Jamie said, looking at his face painfully.
Sirius didn't respond, just looked at the mantel of their fireplace, which was crowded with pictures and nick-nacks. In almost every picture was Lily and James. They had been such a big part of their life, and now they had just left. He remembered all the times that they had spent together, in Hogwarts and out. Sirius shook his head slightly and sighed.
"Well, I'm going to go get dressed," Jamie said quietly and walked out of the living room.
Sirius sat on the couch, watching the fire dance inside of the fireplace. He knew, somehow, that that was the last time in a really long time he'd see the fire crackling merrily. His eyes directed back to the mantel and he saw a picture of Pettigrew. Sirius scowled angrily, and picked up the picture. Peter was smiling happily out of the picture, waving at Sirius. Sirius took the picture out of the frame and ripped it in half. It disinigrated, as all wizarding photos did after they were destroyed.
"Si, what are you doing?"
"Nothing," Sirius said, looking up at Jamie. She was grabbing her cloak. "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to the Dursley's. Give Harry the glasses," Jamie said. "Say goodbye..."
"All right," Sirius said.
"Sirius," Jamie said, looking him straight in the eyes. "Don't you dare go anywhere to find Peter."
Sirius looked to the floor.
"Si, I don't want you to have to leave me," Jamie said. "Stay here and lie low."
"Fine," Sirius said.
"Thank you," Jamie said, kneeling next to him. "I'm sorry, but you know."
"Yeah," Sirius said. "I understand."
"Ok," Jamie said, and kissed him gently. "I'll be back soon."
"All right," Sirius said, leaning back on the couch as Jamie left the house.
Jamie had been to the Dursleys house once before, and she wasn't really wanting to go back. She knew that they were totally against the Wizarding type, so she took off her cloak before getting out of the car. The reason she had gone to the Dursleys, was for Petunia's bridal shower. She had only invited Lily because her mother had insisted, so Lily dragged Jamie along. It hadn't been the most pleasant experience, Lily and Jamie had been shunned by the festivities, but it was getting out of the house and hanging out with Lily, so it was ok.
Jamie climbed out of her car and made sure she had the glasses in her pocket. She approached the house, that seemed to seem like a perfect family household. She knocked on the door, and Vernon Dursley answered.
"Who are you?" he asked through the screen of their screen door. "And if you're selling anything, we don't want it."
"Um, I'm Jamie Williams," Jamie said cautiously. "I'm Harry's godmother-"
Vernon's face contorted.
"-and I have something for him of father's," she finished.
"So?" he asked.
"Well, I was wondering if I could see him," Jamie said.
"Oh, well, all right," he said, "don't be to long though."
"Ok," Jamie said and went through the door.
"You're a... you know, right?" he said, looking out at Jamie's car.
"A witch? Yes, I am," Jamie said.
"Well, nice car you have there," he said curtly.
"Oh, thanks," Jamie said, suprised at his half way politness.
"Yes, well, the boy's in the living room," Vernon said, pointing through a doorway.
"All right," Jamie said, and walked into the living room. The room's walls were covered with pictures of the Dursley's yound son Dudley. Harry was sitting on the couch, looking around.
"Hi, Harry!" Jamie said, sitting next to him and setting him on her lap.
Harry's eyes widened at the sight of Jamie, and a smile cracked across his face. "Jaja!" he said.
"Yep, it's me!" Jamie said, laughing. "How're you doing? I'm sorry Sirius and I couldn't take you. We really wanted to."
Harry nodded, as though he knew what Jamie was saying.
"Oh, I have something for you," Jamie said, taking out the glasses. "These were your Daddy's."
"Daddy," Harry said, taking the glasses in his hand.
"Here, let me fix them," Jamie said, placing a quick "Reparo," spell on them, bonding the bridge back together. "There you go."
Harry put them on his face and laughed as though he was a comedian.
"Oh, Harry," Jamie said, hugging the little boy tightly. "I'm going to miss you so much."
Harry stopped moving and yawned.
"Here, sweetie, you lay down right here," Jamie said, laying Harry onto the couch and covering him up. "Good luck, sweetheart," she said, and traced her finger over the scab on his forehead. "You're going to be all right," she said aloud, more to reassure herself.
Sirius paced the living room again. He was suprised he hadn't worn a hole in the floor. He was waiting for the Ministry to burst in on him at any moment. He shuddered at the thought. The last day he had been more emotional than he ever had throughout his whole life. All he could think about was how much he missed James and Lily, how he should have insisted on take Harry, how he didn't want to go to Azkaban, how much he hated Pettigrew, and how much he didn't want to leave Jamie.
Sirius retreated from his pacing and sat on the couch. He flipped the TV on, and began to channel surf. He turned on the news, which showed a picture of the Potter's destroyed house and how they had no idea what caused it. They said that the Potters had been salvaged from the wreck, but their son, Harry, hadn't been found.
Sirius turned off the television, and resisted the urge to put his fist through the screen. He didn't think that Jamie would like it.
Sirius stood up and decided he had to get out. He had to find Pettigrew and teach him a lesson. He took a piece of paper and scrawled a note to Jamie:
"Dear Jamie,
I know, you said not to leave, and I said I wouldn't, but come on. Did you really expect me to stay at home? You know me far to well. I hope that everything went well at the Dursleys. I miss the Potters so much, Jamie, and I have to get the evil that has caused the two of us so much pain. Woah, that was a sudden change of subject. Anyway, I'll be home soon after you get home. Please don't come looking for me, even though I know you will. And no, before you say it, this is not your fault. I have to do this now or never.
Love Forever,
Sirius"
Sirius quickly reread the note and nodded. That sounded about right. He left the note on the counter top and apparated in a public restroom in London, hoping no one would notice he never went into it.
Jamie sped home in her car. She knew Sirius wasn't going to be home. She knew him far to well. As she turned sharply into her driveway, she apparated into the kitchen. She instantly saw the note that Sirius had left and swore loudly.
"Sirius, you..." Jamie said, "I told you not to go..."
Jamie apparated back into her car, and sped off to London. She knew he was going to be there, somewhere. She ditched her car, somewhere near a park and ran into the city. She had no idea where Sirius was, but she had to find him, before he did something to get himself into any trouble. She was running across a street, when she saw them. Sirius and Peter. Peter was facing Sirius, his wand pointed at Sirius's heart.
"Sirius, no!" Jamie yelled.
"Sirius! How could you!" Peter shouted. There was a small crowd forming around the two men. "Lily and James? How could you?"
Sirius reached for his wand, but Jamie saw that he never got it. There was a loud explosion, and Jamie leaped behind the nearest building, watching the street blow up around the two men. When she crawled out from behind the building, she saw that there was a small crater around where Peter had been standing. Peter wasn't there, but she did see some fragments, a finger, which made her want to puke. There were a bunch of people dead that were standinga round Sirius and Peter. Sirius was curled up into a ball, covering his head.
"Sirius, are you ok?" Jamie asked, rushing towards him.
Sirius slowly looked up at her and said, "I told you not to come."
"And I told you not to leave the house!" Jamie said. "Now come on, the Ministry will be here any minute."
"No," Sirius said, "they're here."
He pointed down the road, where a bunch of people were apparating.
"Run," he hissed to Jamie. "Hide."
"But-"
"No, you have to go," Sirius said, "Hurry."
"Ok," Jamie said, jumping up.
"Jamie," Sirius said, looking at her, "I love you. And I promise you. We'll be together again. I promise."
"Si, I-"
"Go!"
Jamie nodded and ran as fast as she could, back to her car. She could hear Sirius laughing. She knew that he knew what Pettigrew had done. As soon as he had caused the explosion, he cut off his finger and transformed to a rat.
Jamie turned on her car and drove back to her house. She turned her radio on and began searching through it. On one station was "Goodbye to You" by Michelle Branch. On another was "Crazy" by KC and Jojo. On another was "Every Rose Has It Thorn" by Poison.
"DOES EVERYONE KNOW ABOUT THIS?!" Jamie shouted to herself in the car. She couldn't believe that every station had a love song on. Her life had just taken a turn for the worst, and all they could supply her with was love songs. That didn't help in the least.
Jamie turned to one more station, and "Lullabye (Goodnight, my Angel)" by Billy Joel was on. Jamie's eyes finally filled with tears, realization washing through her. She would never see Lily or James again. Sirius was going to go to Azkaban for a crime he didn't commit. Remus would most likely think that Sirius was the Secret-Keeper. She was carrying the child of who was now thought of as a convicted murderer. The man that she had loved for so many years. The man that she was supposed to be marrying in the next month. It couldn't be happening. But it was. It was all over.
Jamie pulled over on the side of the road, disregarding the sign that said, "Emergancy Stops Only." She turned up the music slightly and rested her head on the steering wheel, and allowed herself to cry.
~*~*~*~
"Lullabye (Goodnight, My Angel)"
Goodnight, my angel
Time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say
I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Wherever you may go
No matter where you are
I never will be far away
Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs you sang for me
WHen we went sailing on an emerald bay
ANd like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
THe water's dark
And deep inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me
Goodnight, my angel
Now it's time to dream
And dream how wonderful your life will be
Someday your child may cry
And if you sing this lullabye
Then in your heart
There will always be a part of me
Someday we'll all be gone
But lullabyes go on and on...
They never die
That's how you
And I
Will be
~*~*~*~
Thanks Yous:
1: Thank you, Nikki! You have been here, reading my fic, saying, 'Yes, it's good!' over and over again, until I finally agreed! Thanks for helping me on my way to correct grammar and spelling as well, as annoying as it can be!
2: Thank you, Leah, my new found friend! Thanks for replying non-stop and all the ideas you have given me! You convinced me to keep on going, as well as Nikki!
3: Thank you, JK Rowling! Chances of her ever reading this are slim, but thanks for letting all of us wannabe-writers for using your characters in our stories!
4: Thank you, Pantaliamon! I don't know if you ever read this, but without your story, "Love Story 1975," I would have never written this one. Thanks!
5: Thank you, all my loyal repliers! Without all of you, I wouldn't have gottent the input I needed and wanted! Thank you so much!
I will let you all know, that there will be a sequal to this fic, which I really liked. I have it all planned out, and I hope that you'll read that as well! Thank you once more for the various reasons you helped me along the way. This is the first chapter fic the I have ever written, and actually finished!
And with that, I end, "Strangest Friends."
