Epilogue Four: Sirius

"Sarah!" Sirius yelled as he jolted awake. Cold sweat dripped down his face and he wiped it away. He looked next to him, at the empty space on his bed. He placed his hand where Sarah would be laying had she not been killed the year before. Sirius closed his eyes. He remembered that day so vividly. They had been out rounding up a few Death Eaters when Sirius heard one yell those fatal words. He turned quickly and saw Sarah lying lifeless at the Death Eaters feet. He opened his eyes. He couldn't think of that day any longer. He rubbed his eyes to get the thoughts out of his head. He felt uneasy now. Sirius looked at his clock and realized what felt like a small cat nap turned out to be five hours. It was now almost a hour and a half since he told Peter he'd stop by to check up on him. Quickly he slipped shoes on and left the apartment. He jumped on his bike, started up the motor and road as fast as possible to Peter's apartment complex. Looking at his building, Sirius noticed the lights weren't on. 'Well it is pretty late,' he thought but he ran up to the door all the same. He knocked a few times and listened. No response. He placed his hand on the door knob and, realizing it was unlocked, stepped inside. Sirius flicked on the lights and gasped. It looked like a train ran through Peter's apartment. Sirius ran through all the rooms but didn't find Peter anywhere. No body and what looked like to be no struggle, unless you counted the mess but Peter was a slob anyway. Sirius sank down onto the bed, where an open suitcase lay. He stared at the open suitcase for some time until it all clicked into place.

"Damn it Peter!" Sirius yelled. He ran out of the apartment, slammed the door shut and jumped onto his bike. In mere minutes he was outside what used to be Lily and James' house. Sirius walked up to the rubble.

"No," he said as he saw his best friend's mangled body. "No!" he yelled. Suddenly he heard rummaging and he turned to see a large figure in the middle of the rubble.

"Who's there?" he asked. Sirius took out his wand and said, "Lumos." There he saw Hagrid, the grounds keeper at Hogwarts. "Oh Hagrid, it's just you."

"Sirius?" Hagrid asked. "Ya' alrigh'?"

"Yah, I'm fine." He said sullenly. Then he noticed a bundle in Hagrid's arms. "What do you have there Hagrid?"

Hagrid looked down, "Harry." Sirius was stunned.

"Really?" he ran over and looked in the bundle. It was true, Harry, his godson, was wrapped in blankets, very alive with a scar on his forehead, "But how?"

Hagrid shrugged. "Beats me. Gotta take 'im ta Dumbledore."

Sirius was shocked. "No, Hagrid. Here give him to me. I'm his godfather."

But Hagrid shook his head, "Dumbledore's orders."

Sirius felt helpless. It had been his idea to let Peter be the secret keeper and now two of his best friends were dead. To think he had suspected Remus this whole time of being the traitor.

"Well then, take my bike. It'll be faster," Sirius said.

"What about you?" Hagrid asked.

"I'm not gonna need it."

Hagrid thanked him, got on the bike and rode off. When he was down the road Sirius saw the bike rise into the air as Hagrid hit the button that made it fly. Then determination took him over and he set off the find Peter.

Sirius walked all night searching everywhere, using both his dog instinct as well as his auror training. First he checked all the obvious places Peter would hide. After what felt like the fiftieth place Sirius checked he sat down on the ground to think. 'If I were Peter, where would I go?' But no answer came to mind. "Come on, Sirius! Think fast," Sirius said aloud to himself, getting very aggravated. Then it hit him. "If I had just betrayed two of my best friends," Sirius continued aloud, "and was frightened for my life I would definitely go where I knew I would be protected. I would go back to my true master." With new determination Sirius stood up and began to walk. He was heading in the direction Voldemort was believed to be seen last and if he kept a steady pace he would get there by morning.

Being more in shape then Peter was, Sirius didn't reach the exact place he wanted to get by morning but still caught up with Peter, who was sitting on the sidewalk, wheezing.

"Peter!" Sirius yelled as he saw him from down the street. Sirius realized he caught more than just Peter's attention but didn't care in the least. He turned to face Sirius as he advanced on him with his wand out.

"Peter, how could you!" he yelled

"Me? How could you Sirius!" Peter responded sounding upset and frightened.

"What are you talking about?"

"You betrayed Lily and James! How could you?"

Sirius was struck dumb. "What the hell!"

By now Peter was standing up, still a little slouched over. "Well Sirius, you won't get me! Not like you got Lily and James! You traitor!"

"Me? Traitor! You're the traitor!" Sirius lifted his wand but it was too late. A big blast went off and a cloud of smoke filled the air. When it finally cleared Peter was gone. Well all but a finger.

"Where'd he go!" Sirius yelled. He looked around and saw the destruction. Muggles were dead, others were screaming and in the distance Ministry of Magic cars were coming down the street. Sirius looked back in front of him at where Peter once stood and began to laugh. He didn't stop laughing either even as he was being taken away but the Ministry of Magic to be placed in Azkaban prison, without trial, for a very long time.

A/N: So? How did you all like it? I hope it was satisfying enough especially more now with all the editing done. I plan on having another Marauder story up shortly, a shorter and stranger one though. Cheers!