The Day the Lights Went Out

Author's Note: This is kind of like my other fic, "The Day the World Shattered." Pretty much the same thing, but at Sirius's POV.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter series. And I don't wish to infringe on any of the rights of JKR, the publishers, or anyone else involved with the book.

Chapter Two: Something's Wrong

What do I have to be worried about? Everything's fine. James, Lily, and Harry are at their hideout... Perfectly fine. And Peter's hidden away too. Nothing too worry about.

"But you know that there's something wrong, Sirius. You can feel it in your very bones," a voice in the back of my head said to me. I shook my head and lay down on my bed.

Outside, I heard kids laughing. What's going on? I looked out the window... A group of 10-year old kids were running around with baskets of candy in their hands. Muggles... Why had I forgotten? It's Halloween. It's a bit dangerous to be out at night though. Who knows what could happen? Voldemort might arrive any minute now.

"Voldemort." I muttered to myself. I really had to finish what I was up to. Everyone would think that I was the Secret-Keeper. They may very well be on their way to my apartment right now. I grabbed my wand and started loading things into my trunk. I started with the kitchen, since that would be the easiest. 5 mugs, 5 plates, 5 bowls, and 5 sets of forks, knives, and spoons. I chuckled at the simplicity of my kitchen. No one ever came around anyway except for Peter, James, Remus, and Lily.

The next room I decided to pack was the living room. There wasn't much in here. A sofa, coffee table, bookshelf, some picture frame, and a photo album. I picked up the photo album. I hadn't looked at it in a long time. Lily had organized all the pictures I had collected over the years. Bless her...

The first page I came to was a picture of me and the guys in our dormitory. It was from when we were in our first year. James was yawning, scratching his head. Remus slouching, leaning on to James's shoulder. I think there had just been a full moon when the picture was taken. Wow, he looked so tired. I always wondered how much pain he went through when he transformed. My eyes shifted to myself. I was busy trying to bewitch James.

But curiously, Peter was hiding meekly in the background. I always wondered why he was so shy. I glanced at my watch... It's getting late, I told myself. I closed the album and loaded it into my trunk. I definitely had to get a move on. I began loading the rest of the living room into the trunks, but eventually I got too tired so I went to take a nap. I placed a few charms to go off if anyone with a trace of magical ability came near my doorway. No witches or wizards ever came near my apartment. In fact, only the members of the Order knew. Dumbledore had said there was a spy, but I decided to risk it for an hour. As I lay in my bed, my eyes drifted to the picture that Lily and James had given me of Harry. It was the picture of me and Harry riding on my motorcycle.

"'Lo Harry," I muttered before falling asleep...

An hour later

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" someone screamed. I sat straight up in my bed. I grabbed my wand and ran out of my room. Who was that screaming? Was it just a dream? I don't know. I needed to get out of the house.

Before going out the door, I looked around the room. I had been having to use the candles that Lily and James gave me last Christmas since I had packed my lamp already. I just let them be. They hadn't been lit very long and Lily said that it had a very pretty scent on them. So I just decided I'd let them burn for a little while. I would only be out ten or fifteen minutes. I walked down to my motorcycle and smiled.

"Hey sweetie. Let's go for a little ride." I said to my bike. She was always able to make me feel better. She's always a bit loud though, so I muttered the Silencing Charm and sped off into the night sky. I didn't want to get in trouble with the Ministry for bewitching the bike. I didn't know where I was going, but I didn't care. I soared above the clouds and just drifted for awhile.

The stars were a bit odd tonight though. Mostly, they just shined lightly. But tonight... It was like they were bulging madly above. Like when I popped all of Snape's pimples with my Combustion Jinxes. There was three stars in particular. Every now and then they would be fine. Then suddenly start convulsing. I just watched them in anticipation, and then all of a sudden they exploded!

I gasped and focused my eyes on the spot where they had just been. A faint green glow replaced the spot they had just been in. My stomach tightened.

"JAMES!" I shrieked to myself. Something was definitely wrong. I couldn't place my finger on it. But something was definitely wrong. I started racing toward the ground.

"Where are you going?" the voice whispered. "You said so yourself. Nothing could happen to them, as long as Peter didn't reveal it to anyone. It's fool proof. Isn't that right?"

That's right! Nothing could happen as long as Peter didn't... Wait a second... Would he? No... he wouldn't... He wouldn't...

I just kept telling myself that as I sped off toward the place Peter was hiding. When I got there, I quickly landed and ran to the door. I just started pounding on it loudly. I didn't care if anyone heard me. I needed to check on Peter. I waited and waited for what seemed like hours.

"Come on Peter! Where are you?" I yelled at the door. Where are you?! I panicked and I pulled out my wand. Seconds later the door was blown off its hinges. I stepped inside.

Peter was nowhere to be seen. There was nothing. Peter's desk was set in order. His bed was perfectly made. The kitchen was fine. Nothing.. It was as if nothing had happened to him. There was no sign of any struggle. I quickly ran out and got onto my bike...

"It'll be fine." I told myself. But I knew I was just lying to myself. I prayed to God that I was wrong. All I knew was that I was racing toward Godric's Hollow as fast as my bike could take me.