Gains and Losses Chapter 4: I Will Sing A Lullaby, a harry potter fanfic

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Gains and Losses

Chapter 4

I Will Sing A Lullaby

Once there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles awake you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullabyOnce there was a way to get back homeward
Once there was a way to get back home
Sleep pretty darling do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby

Sirius ran over to the pile of rubble and began digging, in a desperate search of finding is friends and beloved Godson. He couldn't find anything! All he found were Harry's toys and some photo albums. He put the albums in the pockets of his robes, he'd give them back to Lily later.

Suddenly he noticed a pile of robes under a large chunk of wood. He reached out and pulled the cloths apart gasping at the sight. James lay ghastly pale on the cold gravel floor. He was holding up his wand, a brave look on his face. Sirius leaned closer to check if he was alright but as his fingers touched him he realized that his skin was icy cold.

"No…" Sirius chocked "This can't be"

He pressed two shaky fingers to James' neck to check for a pulse. There was none, he was dead! Sirius tried not to cry but he could still feel the tears rolling down his cheeks.

He pulled James away from the rubble and went to look for signs of Lily or Harry. Nearby he found another pile of robes. He pulled them aside only to find Lily in the same state as James. She too was dead. Livid bruises were etched in her skin. Sirius carried her and placed her next to James.

He couldn't believe it, his two best friends dead. But where was Harry? He had to be there somewhere, he just had to. He looked around and found a little hand sticking out from under a pile of twisted metal. It was Harry!

Sirius touched the hand. It was still warm, he was alive! Sirius tried to pull away the metal but it wouldn't budge. Harry began to whimper. It felt as if someone had stabbed a silver dagger into Sirius' heart.

"Don't worry Harry, I'll get you out"

The little hand tried to grab onto Sirius' wrist weakly. Sirius knew that Harry was getting weaker by the minute by his lack of strength. He needed to get him out, he'd die.

He gave the metal one final push and it finally moved.

Harry lay unmoving on the floor. He whole body was battered and cut up. It was obvious that he was losing a lot of blood. What worried him the most was the lightning shaped cut on his forehead. He guessed Voldemort had done that, there was no way that the rubble would cut such a shape.

Sirius was sure that Harry was unconscious. But he was wrong. For a moment Harry's eyes opened weakly and he stared up at Sirius with tearful eyes.

"Hawy hurt. Wan go ome" he whispered

Sirius opened his mouth to reply but Harry's eyes closed and his head lolled to the side. By now the tears on Sirius' face were getting larger and faster. The child was only fifteen

months old. He didn't deserve this; it was too much for him.

He ran straight into the forest. He needed to get Harry help. As he was running he met Hagrid, the Hogwarts gamekeeper, who tried to keep him from running away.

"What are you doing here" asked Hagrid

"I was just at the Potters. What happened?" asked Sirius

"You-know-who was there. Dumbledore said the he used the killing curse on the three Potters but couldn't succeed in killing baby Harry and was destroyed. Dumbledore sais he's dead but that's codswallop in my opinion"

"Harry survived the killing curse and he defeated Voldemort?"

"Yup, Harry's gonna be famous. The young saviour of the wizarding world"

Sirius was still wondering about the lightening shaped scar on Harry's forehead, where had he got it from?

"What about that odd scar on his forehead?" asked Sirius

"Dumbledore said that the scar is the result of the killing curse, he'll have it for life. It's his famous mark, everyone will recognize him by it"

"Okay, now I have to take Harry back to my place, he needs medical attention"

"No, no. Now give him to me, I have to take him to his muggle relatives. Dumbledore's orders"

"Are you crazy?! Those muggles are horrible! I'll take him, I'm his godfather, it's what Lily and James wanted"

"Well…okay. But if I get into trouble it's all your fault"

Sirius ran into a muggle neighbourhood, leaving Hagrid behind. He knew there was a hospital nearby. He was almost there when he saw a short plump figure laughing at the corner of the street. It was Peter.

"Peter, what happened? You were supposed to take care of Lily, James and Harry" Sirius cried as he ran towards him.

"Don't you get it Sirius? I helped plan the Potters' death, it was my goal to become secret keeper all along"

"You-you're a death eater?"

"Yes, Voldemort is my lord and that stupid scum defeated him and he will not be pleased. His body is gone but his spirit still remains"

"Don't you dare call Harry a scum!"

"He is the scum of the earth"

Sirius growled. That dirty bastard, how dare he!

"Lily and James, Peter how could you?"

"Lily and James, Sirius how could you?"

"What! You know fucking well that this is your fault!"

"But no one will know that…"

Peter pulled out his wand and gave it a wave. A large beam of green light filled the street, killing twelve innocent muggles.

"Peter, what are you…" Sirius started.

But Peter didn't stop there. He pulled out a hatchet and sliced of his index finger, slightly wincing at the pain.

"Adios"

Peter transformed into a rat and disappeared into the darkness. Sirius didn't know what to do; he was in so much trouble. Would people think he was a murderer now?

Disclaimer: Aw, I feel so bad for poor Harry, he's only a baby! This story will be 40 chapters long or maybe 42 if I add the extra chapters (I probably will). Thank you. Please review!