As I sat there in the akward silence of the room I could feel it. There was this force something dark something telling me that it was wrong that it was all wrong and it wasn't supposed to be like this. Lils sat in her corner rocking my newly born godson, Harry. In a dusty room out in Godric's Hollow the six of us and little Harry sat in silence gazing about the room at each other. Suddenly Siri began to speak and each time it was a joke trying to cheer us up and of course it didn't work. Lily just smiled lightly and rocked. I felt this welling in my stomach and my eyes began to tear up. I couldn't help but feel terrible. Remie reached over and grabbed my hand I squeezed his in return and felt more upset. Siri got up and walked over to me and pulled me into his arms. As I slowly stopped myself from crying and dried my eyes he stood telling us he needed to go. He hugged Prongs and Lily. Then he kissed Lils on the cheek and spoke to Remie. I told them that I needed to leave too and hugged Lily like the sister she was to me. I could tell she was going to cry but like usual she would wait until we were all gone. She was always the strong one for us, especially me and that was quite often. I kissed Jamie on the cheek and told him I missed him already. He was always so comforting, especially when everything went downhill with me and Siri. Lil told me that if anything ever happened Harry'd be there for me as a reminder. I hugged Remus and all he could say was that he knew and I felt it I don't know how but he did. As I shook Pete's hand I could tell that he was where the dark energy was coming from and I knew it was Lily and James. In my first year at Hogwart's I had this book and it pretty much told me my future and James knew about it. I turned to him and mouthed "the book in first year" he lowered his head as if he understood but couldn't change it. His eyes were tearing up and Lily was already crying. Padfoot offered his hand to me and I took it following him out of the room. As we shut the door Moony jerked it open and stopped a few feet from us. "Sirius" he called and stood there staring at him. "Be careful" "Always Remus." he answered. As they spoke I stepped down the hall to cry. Sirius turned after a few minutes and walked up to me, laying a hand on my shoulder he gestured that it was time to go. I stood hearing Harry whailing due to us leaving, I knew and as I looked back I saw Remie as he watched us walking away. When we were completely out of sight and back into Siri's cottage(for the week) he asked if I was staying with him till we left. Before we go any further let me tell you that Narcissa Malfoy is not Draco's real mother I am, Lucius and I had once been involved in a serious relationship then he dumped me because I am a werewolf. "Well I suppose, that is if you don't mind." "As I do know that Lucius is an ass I suggest that you stay here and there's no buts about it." he grinned. Reaching one hand underneath my chin he raised my head up to look into my eyes. Somehow I know he could feel the sadness in them. Siri slowly bent his head and kissed me softly on the lips. I couldn't protest and honestly I don't think I wanted to. Sirius really cared for me and I for him. You figure I'd be used to it by now but every since our first day meeting in Diagon Alley my feelings have never changed. There was no way I could've remembered that in just a few days he'd be in Azkaban, Lil and Prongs dead, or Both Remie and I in our own places. I never could understand why it was that I didn't believe him when he said it wasn't him. I placed my arms around his neck as his snaked their way around my waist and our lips met once again. Untying his hair piece was the main problem because it kept getting caught. He brushed his hands against my back, the main excitment point. After a few hours of lovemaking I drifted off to sleep. Two days later I left for Ireland. Suddenly I was called back to England by Albus Dumbledore, my old headmaster. I walked into the home that Lily and James were staying in and what I saw made me nauseous. There was blood in the hallway leading to the stairs. I climbed them only to see what seemed to me the brother of a family of seven lying on the floor face down. Tears streamed my cheeks as I stepped forward, I knelt and carefully turned his body and held him close still able to feel the warmth of his blood and I believe somehow I was wishing to sustain him. Eventually after three hours I allowed myself to go into the bedroom I had once seen Lily put Harry down in. There on the floor where all the blood had been leading to was my best friend of all, Lily Potter. I could find no trace of Harry anywhere, nor the others. Dumbledore crept into the room as I held my sister in my arms crying and whispering a healing spell. I knew somewhere deep inside that it would not work but I had to try. It wasn't until a few hours later that I realized that at the age of only twenty-two, four years out of school I had lost two of the best friends I ever could have had. As I walked into the courtroom where Sirius was to be sentanced I slowly felt the tears welling again. I vaugely recall Remus walking up to me and trying to pull my lifeless body from the place I stood, one of the closest to Sirius. He looked to me with pleading eyes and tried to tell me it was Peter and he knew nothing. I saw him cry and I get so irritated with myself now because I felt hate, regret, fear, and above all resentment. They allowed me to talk to him one more time before taking him. I descended the stairs and casually walked up to his chair. "Why?" was all that came from my mouth. I kept struggling for more words although I found none. "I didn't Krissey. I swear, it was Peter." My heart bled and my stomach was in knots. "Why don't I believe that?" "Don't you remember? Back in first year?" How interesting he had answered my question with a question. "I do. But what does that have to do with now?" "You read it and felt that the book was right, you believed then so why not now?" "Can you show me proof?" "Go back to the house, Look around. I know you and I love you with all my heart, but I can't make you believe me now can I? See what you can find. I'll see you in twelve." Suddenly his soft, deep brown eyes hardened into solid stone. The last thing I done before I left was give him a small kiss and tell him I loved him. I returned to the house that night and looked it over praying that it was all some nightmare, that I would wake up and everything would be ok. Of course I knew it wasn't a dream but I still wished. I went into the street where the confrontation happened and searched because I found nothing in Godric's Hollow, all I found there was a trail of rat fur leading to the sewer system. Now I realise where it must have come from. Albus said that he had Harry staying with some muggle relatives, he said it was safer than with me. So for ten years and eleven months I watched that house in Surrey, England in anamagi wolf form wanting the day to pass quickly so I could eat. Only around certin times did I leave my cottage slightly outside town. Just around the full moon. The day after I moved in I replayed that night in my head over and over again. I knew I couldn't owl Sirius in there so one day I went back into the wizarding community. It took me forever to find the right place. Ahh Finally there it was the ministry building. I had been gone almost twelve years and could not remember how to get there. The secretary in the front office was none other than Lora Tempesta another of I and Lily's friends. "Hallo, Lora." "Oh, Krissey how are you? I can't believe you're back. I've missed you so." "I came to see if Fudge was still in office." "Yhea why?" "I need to get into Azkaban. I need to see Sirius." Lora shuddered at his name. "Why would you want to see him?" she asked me her eyes hardening. "I can't tell you that." As I walked by Lora's desk I had apparently earned a scowl. She called into Fudge's office and told him I was there. I stepped casually into the office although I could not see him due to the large stack of paper on his desk. He stood so I could barely see his hat, then he stepped around the desk. "Ah, Ms. Sylvester, it's been a few years has it not. I thought for certin that He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had you on his list. What brings you back? " "I need to get into Azkaban, to see Sirius Black." I replied. "But why? After what he caused." "I-I uh can't explain." I knew if I told him Sirius wasn't to blame he'd have me sent to an asylum. "Promise me you will be cautious. You can never be too careful, especially around one as thick as Black." he raised his brows at me.