Hello all. This is my second HP fic so please don't be too harsh on me. I think I ought to warn you that I'm not very good at writing in character so most of the characters (if not all) will be ooc especially Sirius.

Disclaimer I don't own them. They belong to J.K.Rowling without whom this fic wouldn't exist.

Notes

Thoughts

Flashbacks

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Final note

Does anyone know Sirius' mothers name?

Sirius sat on the cliffs, his head in his hands, thinking. It had been the tenth time his mother had sent Bellatrix to bring him to her and he was sore from what had happened.

Why doesn't she just give up, she knows I won't join Voldemort. My loyalty is to my friends not to her and her stupid beliefs!

The wind was screaming and the sea was singing a sad chorus to the many souls it had taken unawares into its dark secret depths. So loud was this despair of nature that Sirius had failed to hear the pop behind him 15 minutes before. The figure pulled his cloak further around him to keep out the chill and sighed.

Why won't you tell us what's wrong Sirius? This is the tenth you've come up here and this'll be the last.

The figure walked up to Sirius and sat down beside him, crossing his arms. After a while he spoke.

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong Padfoot? We're all worried about you."

Sirius lifted his head up and looked out to sea.

"It's nothing Prongs." he whispered, "Go home."

James looked at his best friend and moved closer.

"Padfoot tell me, we've always told each other everything why stop now?" he looked away "Besides, I'm not going anywhere without you. You're coming with me even if I have to drag you back to Godric's Hollow."

Sirius opened his mouth to respond but closed it again. He looked at his best friend who just looked right back at him.

Shaking his head, Sirius looked away. "You're too bloody nosey for your own good James."

James laughed, "So, are you going to tell me."

Sirius sighed. "No. This is my problem and I'll face it alone."

James bit his lip; there was no breaking him if he'd made up his mind. "Fine. But if you need someone to talk to you know where I am."

The two men sat in silence, watching the waves crash onto the shore. James shivered.

"Come on Padfoot, if we stay here any longer I think we'll catch the flu." James got up and stretched "I don't know why you come up here, Padfoot, it's always cold."

Sirius grinned "Picky, picky, picky. I didn't know you hated the cold Prongs, seen as you played Quidditch."

James grinned back, glad that Sirius had cheered up. "Come on Padfoot, Lils will be wondering where I am. You can stay for dinner if you want."

Sirius pretended to think. "Oh go on then Prongs, you've persuaded me."

The two men disapparated, leaving the cliffs alone. The rain still drove down, the wind whistled wildly through the trees and the waves crashed up the steep walls leaving small pools in the cracks.

12 Grimmauld Place

Casta Black paced her study, waiting impatiently for her niece to bring her news of her eldest son.

I never had this trouble with Regulus. He was always a good boy, doing as he was told and socialising with the right sort. None of these mudbloods and muggle lovers. Oh how I despair.

The door slammed shut and Casta ran eagerly out onto the landing.

"Well? Has he come to his senses?"

The woman below looked up with a scowl on her face.

"No dear Aunt. He still believes what Dumbledore says, the fool. I'm afraid to say it may be the undoing of him." Bellatrix said with mock sorrow.

Casta growled. "Toujours pur, I always taught him that. But did he listen? No! I knew we should have sent him to Durmstrang, they would have knocked some sense into him." She walked back to her study muttering to herself.

Bellatrix shook her head and walked into the kitchen.

Why does she trouble herself with him? There's nothing special about him. If I were her I'd have disowned him long ago.

Bellatrix stopped dead in her tracks. Of course how could they have been so stupid? Grinning she ran upstairs and knocked on her Aunts study door.

"Come in Bella." Casta looked up. "Well? What do you want?"

Bellatrix had to stop herself from dancing in delight.

"Aunt Casta I've had a brilliant idea! Why don't we force the mark upon him?"

"What good would that do Bella?" she snapped, "He won't join in will he? They could use him as a spy!"

Bellatrix grin only widened "But Aunt, we could erase his memory of them and tell him that Dumbledore is the enemy not us."

Casta thought it through and a smile spread across her face.

"Bella you clever girl! Where would we be without you?" Casta stood up "We must tell the Dark Lord your brilliant idea!"

"I shall go aunt, you rest here."

With that, Bellatrix exited the room leaving a laughing Casta Black behind.

Riddle Manor

Bellatrix appeared at the gates of Riddle Manor, an insane like smile across her features. The frightened guard saluted her with a quivering hand and flinched when she patted him on the shoulder on her way past him. She strode up the drive and through the doors, stopping only at the bottom of the stairs to await her turn to see the Dark Lord. Half an hour later Lucius Malfoy appeared at the head of the stairs talking to Severus Snape, they both shook hands and Snape descended the stairs.

"The dark Lord will see you know Lestrange." Bellatrix nodded to Snape and hurried up the stairs.

"My Lord." She bowed down and kissed the hem of his robes.

"Be seated Lestrange." He waved his hand at the chair opposite him. "What is it that you want?" "I have a plan my Lord." She said carefully. "Concerning my cousin Sirius Black."

"Ah yes. We were just discussing a plan just now." He hissed. "Let me hear yours."

Bellatrix exhaled "It's rather simple my Lord. We kidnap and wipe his memory clean of his past. Then tell him that he is loyal only to you my Lord."

Voldemort thought it over and an evil smile formed on his face. "Yess." He hissed, "I like it. Malfoy. You and Lestrange will take him. Bring him here, memory intact. I want to give him a chance to change his mind. If he still refuses to join then we will obliviate him." Voldemort steepled his fingers. "Go now and do not fail me."

"Yes my Lord. They both kissed the hem of his robes and left the room.

Godric's Hollow

James and Sirius appeared at a worn wooden gate, which guarded a two story Victorian house with faded brown bricks. The grass in the garden was ankle high and the apple tree was loosing its lush green leaves to fading reds, yellows and oranges. James pushed open the gate and led Sirius up a well- trodden path to the red front door.

"Nice garden Prongs." Sirius grinned

"Shut up Padfoot." James said in a mock angry way. They both laughed and tumbled inside.

"Da da!" a young Harry half ran half walked towards them.

"Hey Harry!" Harry laughed as James spun him around.

"Afoo!" He stretched out to Sirius.

"How's my godson?"

"There you are James! I was just about to send Remus out to get you. Sirius I've set a place for you."

"Thanks Lily." He handed Harry over to her.

"I'll put him down. Help yourself." James followed Lily and Harry upstairs. Sirius watched them go then went into the kitchen where Remus was already eating.

"Hey Moony."

"You ok Padfoot?" he gave Sirius a concerned look. You haven't been yourself lately. I wish you'd tell us what's wrong.

Sirius smiled and sat down. "Yeah, fine."

Remus shook his head and continued to eat. The tow men sat in silence, each lost within his own thoughts. James and Lily came in and the atmosphere lifted. They talked about jobs, Harry and the future. The evening passed quickly and soon the hallway clock chimed nine. Remus stretched and yawned.

"Well I'd best be getting off. Coming Padfoot?"

"I'll be along in a minute. Meet you back at home."

Remus nodded and headed into the hallway with James. Harry whimpered in his baby monitor so Lily said goodbye to Sirius and headed off upstairs. Sirius sighed as his thoughts from earlier came creeping back. It looked like another sleepless night. He got up and went to the door, nearly bumping into James.

"Woah. Watch it Padfoot."

"Soz Prongs."

"I want to have a word with you." James closed the door behind him and sat down at the table.

"What about?" Sirius dreaded the answer. He knew what was coming and he knew he couldn't answer.

James frowned. "You know, Sirius." He crossed his arms and glared at the black haired man in front of him. Sirius groaned.

"James." He sat down at the table and buried his head in his hands.

"Remus told me you haven't been sleeping properly." James looked at his best friend in despair. "Something's bugging you, why won't you tell us?"

"I can't. As much as I want to." Stupid Bellatrix and her secret spells "Believe me James. Besides it's better you didn't know."

James opened his mouth to reply but Lily came in with a sleepy Harry. Lily smiled "Bottle time, I hope I wasn't interrupting anything."

Sirius got up and ruffled Harry's already messy hair. "No. I was just about to take off." He ruffled Harry's hair again and went out into the hall. James got up and followed him. He grabbed Sirius by the arm just as he was going out the door.

"You can't run from your problems forever, Sirius." He said gently, letting go of his arm. "You know you can talk to me about anything."

Sirius buttoned up his coat. "I know Prongs. Thanks"

James smiled "What're friends for. See you later Padfoot."

"Later Prongs." He set off down the path, through the gate and round the corner. James watched him go. I hope you come to your senses soon Sirius. He closed the door against the cold breeze.

Sirius walked down the street deep in thought. I have to figure out a way to tell someone. He sighed heavily. Every time he tried to tell them the words got stuck. He'd even tried writing it down but it still wouldn't work.

"Why so down Sirius?" a familiar voice taunted. Sirius whirled round and drew out his wand.

"Come now ickle Siri, tell cousin Bella all about it. "She laughed. Sirius growled and raised his wand.

"Stupefy." A cold voice almost whispered from behind him. Lucius appeared from the shadow a tree. He stepped swiftly out onto the path with a smirk on his face.

"That was all too easy Lestrange."

Bellatrix rolled her eyes. "He can't resist a fight with me, Malfoy. Besides, Lupin dissapparated ages ago, Potter is in his house and Pettigrew is in France. Who will come to his rescue?"

Lucius Malfoy scowled. He hated being proven wrong by anyone, even the Dark Lord. "Well let's get him out of here then." He snapped, drawing out a piece of parchment from hi cloak. Bellatrix grabbed Sirius' arm and touched the parchment. Two minutes later all three had disappeared from the street. In the distance and owl hooted and a dog barked at a trespassing cat. The whistled through the branches and chased a crisp packet down the now deserted street.

Riddle Manor

Lucius Malfoy, Bellatrix Lestrange and Sirius Black appeared in the hall of Riddle Manor, Lord Voldemort's head quarters, on the outskirts of Little Hangleton. Lucius pointed his wand at Sirius' slumped form. "Enervate." Bellatrix and Lucius grabbed him by the arms and dragged him upstairs to Lord Voldemort's door. Lucius knocked, struggling to keep hold of Sirius in his frantic attempts to escape.

"Come in." Voldemort hissed.

Lucius pushed open the ancient stained oak door. Sirius dug in his heels but Bellatrix kicked him in, closing the door behind her. Voldemort looked coldly at Sirius, who had now stopped struggling, and smiled sinisterly. "You may leave now Malfoy and Lestrange." They bowed and exited the room leaving Voldemort and Sirius alone. Voldemort rose and circled Sirius. What is he circling me for? Was he a vulture in another life or something? Voldemort stood before him and Sirius turned his gaze to the floor to avoid those red eyes that examined him.

"Such a shame you were in Gryffindor." Sirius bit his lip to contain his anger. "Your Father should have sent you to Durmstrang. You would have made a powerful and faithful Deatheater." Voldemort smiled coldly. "I shall ask you once more, Black, will you join me?"

Sirius met his gaze. "No."

Voldemort sneered. "Foolish boy." His hissed, then he smiled coldly once more. "It doesn't matter. You will join me."

Sirius growled. "Somehow I doubt that."

"Crucio" Sirius crumpled to the floor screaming in pain. Voldemort watched him for a while then lifted the curse. Sirius gasped in air. "For your cheekiness Black. I expect respect at all times." He regarded him in distaste. "Get up." He snapped. Sirius did so reluctantly. He hated taking orders from it. Voldemort lifted Sirius' chin to look him in the eyes. "You may refuse to join me now, Black, but later I am sure you will have changed your mind." Voldemort stepped back. "Obliviate!" he replaced his wand in his robes. Walking to the fireplace his grabbed a handful of Floo powder from a vase. "Malfoy, show our guest to his room." Lucius Malfoy appeared out of the fireplace. He bowed.

"Yes my Lord." He took a very confused Sirius by the arm and led him away. Voldemort returned to his chair and steepled his fingers. He would have Potter soon.

Ahh cliffhangers! Don't you just love 'em?

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