AN: Please read and review. This all may sound far fetched but I do not want to bring Dumbledore in just yet because I want James and Sirius to take on Lord Voldermort themselves and taste just exactly what they are up against. Don't own anyone as usual and it will get back to being L/J soon. In the next chapter it will become more L/J and Hogwarts again.
Rosier lowered his wand, calling of the curse and he stepped out into the crescent moonlight hovering over the desolate courtyard and faced Sirius with hiw and now aimed at Sirius chest.
'We should've hired you and not that useless runt of a brother-'
'Leave Regulus out of this,' Sirius demanded, James helped Lily to her feet and pulled her close to him glaring at the accumulation of death eaters stood before them and for the first time in his life James Potter felt as though he really couldn't protect those he cared most about.
'Not so fast,' Rosier said menacingly as he saw Remus, Lily and James make a move for the other side of the courtyard 'Finchley, Crabbe-'
Two other death eaters stepped out of the shadows and aimed their wands at Lily, James and Remus. But James' courage soon found him again and releasing Lily dramatically he yelled
'Karatakus,' at Crabbe and he was knocked of his feet as if something invisible had swept beneath his legs and Finchley yelled
'Avada Kedevra,'
But the curse missed and hit a tree behind them, Lily, James and Remus darted through the courtyard opening and Rosier looked furious but for some unknown reason let them go. Snape, who was stood by Rosier too had his wand aimed at Sirius but as a howl ripped through the clear cold night air around Hogwarts the smirk vanished from Snapes face and he turned to Rosier
'Fenrir,' Snape muttered and Rosier's face drained of all its colour and the group of death eaters raced away from the courtyard leaving Sirius there alone and bewildered. Deatheaters had not only failed to kill him but nor had they attempted and he had however saved James, Remus and Lily who had gotten away safely moments before. But the fact at the forefront of his mind was the death of his younger brother, well perhaps he wasn't dead yet but being a Deatheater was just as good as dead in Sirius' eyes. Racing out of the courtyard he found Lily, James and Remus at the bottom of the divination tower staircase and a cackle of laughter descended down the staircase.
Snape and Rosier were greeted by the werewolf who had blood smeared on his lips and his cloak was torn with his grizzled grey hair floating above his shoulders and he stared at the pair saliently.
'Fenrir, we didn't ask for your help,' Rosier spat 'we were doing just fine-'
'Very good Rosier, but Im not here for you lot, I'm here to see my master-'
'You,' Rosier scoffed 'a master, since when do you follow anyone Fenrir?'