Engaging
Assumptions and Breaking Hearts
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me, they belong to J. K. Rowling. Except for Sara Sweets, she belongs to me . Author's note: This is based upon what I have taken from the Harry Potter stories, and is totally in my head. And I seriously believe that Voldemort is either in love with Lily or is her half-brother, so that is in this story. If you are easily offended by vulgar language or sexual content you should not read this fanficiton. Please review.
Sirius couldn't believe it, they were really gone…and to top it all off he had just told Sara that he thought that she was blind, that she was blatantly lying to him because she needed someone to blame.
His dog sense of smell was keen, he could easily track down his friend, it wouldn't take too long.
Unless Peter was running.
That thought seemed to be a double-edged blade. Was Peter running for a reason?
Fear? Guilt?
Sirius shook his head, Sara had gotten under his skin with her rashness.
But he couldn't forget the tears that had trickled down her cheeks, the ones that ran dry when he told her what he thought of her overreactions, when he told her that she was lying, when he told her that he didn't trust her.
He hadn't meant to say it, but he did mean it. To some degree.
He was furious with her for pointing the finger at Peter when the fault obviously laid on the shoulders of one man, one evil one who they knew was going to do this, whom they had tried their hardest to stop. Voldemort.
"Sirius, what are you out here for?" a voice called to him.
He turned to find himself facing a familiar blue eye, and transformed back to his mortal shape, for that eye easily saw him for who he was, no matter the fact that he was in the form illegally. "Hello Moody," he said simply, his voice emotionless.
"Is it true? Are they gone?" the older wizard asked, the fresh scars from the war evident on his face.
That was the first time Sirius felt the actual blow from that cold knowledge. They were gone. "Yes."
"I never did trust that worm," Moody said, looking past Sirius to something unseen.
That confused Sirius, Moody had always been civil to Peter, "His name is Wormtail, and we've no proof that he's done a thing."
"We have plenty of proof," Moody huffed.
"Where?" Sirius demanded, angry with the world for automatically assuming that Peter had betrayed the Potters, there were many ways that the Dark lord could force someone to succumb to his will, which meant that Peter could be dieing somewhere because Sirius was stopping to chat with every wizard he saw along the way.
Moody glared at Sirius, but his eye told him that Sirius was indeed acting true to his feelings, whatever mixed-up foolish feelings that they were.
He reached into his back pocket and brought forth a paper to hand to Sirius.
Sirius took the paper and looked down to see that it was the picture of them all, all the greatly active members of the Order. All but one. "Where's Sara?" he asked looking up at Moody, for she had been in the picture, just in front of him, her arms around Lily's shoulders, a big smile on her face.
"Forgotten." Moody replied simply.
Sirius blinked at the man, this was making absolutely no sense, "What? What do you mean forgotten?"
Moody sighed, "So you weren't told." He said.
"What wasn't I told?" Sirius asked angrily.
"It happened so long ago, before they even went into hiding." Moody said, "Sara gave the Order to Albus, and then once they were in hiding for a month, she requested that she be completely erased. Forgotten."
"What the hell for?" Sirius demanded irritably.
"I asked her that myself once." Moody said, remembering the day he had confronted her, demanding that she undo what she had done, telling her that she was the only one who could handle the Order.
"And what was her answer?" Sirius insisted, this was taking much too much time.
Moody's eyes met Sirius's, "She answered that the phoenix would be lost, that a mouse would betray them, that he would be pursued by the dog and that the firebird would be banished. She said that she had seen it so many times that it could not be otherwise. At one point she even thought that maybe if she brought her own life to an end it would spare those of the friends that she has lost this night."
"She really thought all that? That Peter would betray them? That her own death might save Lily and James?"
"Not just Lily and James. She also lost Peter himself. And the only one that could have helped her through this cold time." Moody snapped.
Sirius couldn't help but take a step back. Moody might as well have slapped him.
But that verbal awakening was the one thing he really needed. He knew that she had the third eye, that she had feared Peter so long ago for something she saw in their future. Could this be what she feared?
Instantly he saw that it was he who was the foolish one, that Sara had been right in everything she had said this night. Peter had betrayed the Potters. But why?
The question faded from his mind, replaced with anger and ferocity, Peter had betrayed his own friends!
Sirius was back on all four paws and running as quickly as he could, he needed to settle this all this night.
It was morning when he found the rat, both in their human forms.
He had chased him deep into the streets of some Muggle occupied area.
He cornered the rat in a cult-a-sack, his wand aimed at Peter's heart.
"Why did you betray them?" Sirius demanded.
"Because Sara betrayed me!" Peter answered.
"How?" Sirius ordered.
"She killed me!" Peter shouted.
"How?"
"She killed Sapphire and has therefore killed me!" Peter yelled, then cast a spell before Sirius could react.
Peter disappeared into a puff of smoke, leaving behind only a finger and the bodies of Muggles that had been killed in the blast.
Sirius roared in anger as he went towards the place where Peter had been mere moments ago, now gone, as Lily and James were gone, as Sara was now gone, for he had chased her away as well.
Immediately, the Ministry showed up, four wizards tackling him and taking his wand from him. Sirius protested but they wouldn't hear it, claiming that he had just murdered many people, including Lily and James. Sirius denied it but they wouldn't listen.
He saw one wizard that stuck out, it was Lucius Malfoy, a smile on his cocky face as he handed Sirius's wand to another wizard. The other wizard snapped the wood into pieces.
Sirius cursed him with the words that Muggles used, knowing it was the worst he could do to the man in such a state.
He heard a voice call his name and turned to see where it was coming from.
His eyes widened, tears coming up though they did not flow.
Sara was running towards them, her eyes on him, fear vividly portrayed there, tears streaming down.
He called her name, but the men who held him took him away, two other wizards going to stop her.
Sirius watched in horror as Malfoy made his way to her, a smug look on his face as he took Sara's wand from her pocket, and placed a spell on her wrists to keep her hands from moving, much like the hand-cuffs the Muggles used on their criminals.
Sirius called to her, swore his love to her as the world faded around him, the Ministry members taking him away, away to go to a trial.
The last thing he saw was Sara falling to her knees once more, her head down on the pavement, though blood from the dead covered it. She had broke down.
He had let her down.