Disclaimer: I don't own ANYTHING except Fate and the plot.

A/N: Sorry I didn't update over the weekend but I found out I have one paper to right plus a research paper to write over break. So this might be my last update but I am going to try to get another up this weekend or next Monday. Anyway here you go chapter 8.

Chapter 8: Darkness Falls

(A/N: the title is taken from a title of a movie called DARKNESS FALLS so I don't own this title either)

An odd wind blew that night and even from inside the Potter's house the three people could notice the change. It had been an hour since Sirius had left them so the Potter's were relatively tired. Lily had put away everything that had been used and Harry and James sat by the fire playing a game of chess, which James was obviously winning.

"Does anyone else feel that?" Lily asked.

"Feel what Lils?" James asked.

"I'm not sure myself, but it is a feeling that occurs when you feel something bad is going to happen." Lily said slowly so everyone in the room could understand the full effect of what she said.

"No Lily you're the only one." James said.

"No she isn't, I feel it too." Harry said cautiously looking at his father.

At that James left the seat he was in and then started pacing around the living room.

"FINE!" he half-screamed. "I feel it too but it almost feels like a shift of power."

"Sirius," Lily said bringing to truth to everyone's ears, "he must be in trouble."

"Then we have to go help him," Harry said moving between his father and mother.

"No Harry we can't do that, though I wish we could." Lily said.

"Why the hell not, he would help all of us if we were in trouble!" Harry screamed.

"Harry get a hold of yourself," James said putting both hands on Harry's arms," that is exactly what Voldemort wants. He wants to lure us out so that he can kill us. Besides how do we know this isn't a trap, he has done things like this before."

"He has done these things, but Harry why are you so keen on playing the hero anyway. Voldemort will do anything to get back at people he hates, I thought we told you that before." Lily said looking her son in the eyes.

But Harry did not hear Lily's comment or the end of James' for that matter, "He isn't after you, he is after me."

Lily and James just looked at Harry with enough shock to kill a person.

"I know about the prophecy," Harry said slowly.

"But…how?" James asked.

"I just do so it's no longer important how I got the information." Harry said.

"Harry. You should know this, that if we were to go out there and meet Voldemort head on then your father and I would be the first blockade between you and Voldemort. So in essence, we would die first anyway." Lily said looking at Harry with eyes full of tears.

Harry would have answered Lily back with a comment but the Potter's heard their door open and close. They saw a man walking in, limping, with a black cloak. They did not recognize him at first so each of the Potter's took out their wands and faced the man. But then he looked up and they saw who it was…Sirius.

"Sirius!" Lily yelled running to his aid.

"Lily NO how do we know this isn't a trap?" James asked from across the room.

"James look at him, look into his eyes. His eyes have Sirius' familiar glimmer, but they also have pain now help me bring him to the couch!" Lily said.

At this James helped Lily bring him over and Harry made sure the couch was comfortable for Sirius to lay on. One he was laid down he started to speak.

"Maybel, she…" Sirius said in a way that seemed it was painful for him to talk.

"What happened?" James said.

"She's a death eater." Sirius said slowly and with sudden stops in between words.

"What!" Lily said.

"It all makes sense now. Why there was only four death eaters attacking Diagon Alley today and why they all stopped when they saw her, it was all in his plan." Sirius said.

Although the family was shocked by the attack on Diagon Alley, they would discuss that later, when they found out that Sirius would be all right.

"Sirius, what curse has been put on you?" Lily asked.

"Death," was all he could croak out.

"Death, but if it was death they why are you not dead?" James asked.

"It is the slow killing curse," Lily said bringing fear into everyone in the room.

"But you're our secret keeper Sirius," Harry said, "if you die then what will happen to us?"

"I gave the job to Peter, I saw him on the way here." Sirius said.

"Oh good," Lily said.

"The light is calling me." Sirius said.

"No Sirius, you can't leave me." James said to his best friend.

"I hope I have served well as your secret keeper, and have made good choices for you, Lily, and Harry." Sirius said.

"Sirius don't leave me!" Harry said, "you still have to help me get back at my mom and dad!" Harry said with tears coming down his cheek.

But Sirius did not answer back, he just lay there with his eyes open. At this Lily started crying as did Harry who ran into his mother's arms. Yet James just sat there, next to his best friend. He closed his eyes and sat back against the couch, which Sirius lay on.

"James," Lily said approaching him, she was also holding Harry's hand, "it would be better to let it all out instead of holding the tears in."

After saying that James started to let his tears fall.

"Yes Mr. Potter, I do say it is good to see you cry it shows weakness," a cold voice said.

At this Lily and James jumped up from their position and pushed Harry in back of them, they took out their wands to defend Harry from the one man who wanted him dead, Voldemort.

"How did you get in here, even though Sirius is gone we still have a secret keeper?" James said.

"You mean this secret keeper," Voldemort said pointing to the nearest death eater.

Behind the dark clock was a face that was all too familiar to the Potter's, it was Peter.

"Peter, you were in this from the beginning. You were the spy who let him get all the information about us." James yelled although not moving from his position for fear of the safety of his only son.

"Aren't you going to try to kill us already?" Lily said, "or has Voldemort lost his wits?"

"Mudblood, if I were you I would not say a word. I would kill you right now it I had my way, but my sources tell me that you three are of much more value to me alive. Take them away!" Voldemort said leaving the house.

Many death eaters came after the three people and the Potter's did a good job in killing or injuring many, but in the end there were just too many for the three of them to handle and before they new it, they were wandless and in three separate black bags.

A/N: I really hate this chapter, but what must be done, has to be done. Anyway REVIEW!