Hiya everyone i'm back again with the fourth part to the story
This is in memory of Sirius!
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Emma Barrows: Thanx i'm pleased you like it!I know its been ages but here is the fourth chapter i hope you like it!
The Fall Of The Marauders
Part four: Sirius' Mistake
Chapter one: Family ties
Sirius had never seen his friend so agitated in all his life. He was worried for him. For him, Lily and Harry. Baby Harry who was barely a year old. James was barely twenty-three but he looked older. Yet his old self glimmered out of his hazel eyes when he smiled at his best friend.
Yet Sirius still found his heart aching. It wasn't fair. Why did it have to be James and Lily? They hadn't deserved this and they still didn't. Where was the justice?
Oh wait…
That's right. These days there wasn't any. Not with Voldemort calling shots. Sirius felt like screaming at that. Because no matter what the Ministry of Magic said it was true.
They had no idea who was being controlled and who was doing the crimes from their own accord. No way of knowing. And with so many deaths and disappearances there was just no way anyone could know. And so the Order had to do it for them.
And as a consequence Sirius's best friends were becoming the victims. But at least they had warning. That was one thing they had to be thankful for. Another was that they were still all together.
And in the time of war there wasn't much to be thankful for but there was that. James came out of the office followed by Lily who was holding baby Harry. Sirius smiled. He went over and when Harry saw him he smiled and said, "Sirus." Sirius grinned and said, "Close enough." "Are you coming to see your favourite godfather?" Harry giggled and held is arms out. Sirius flicked a look at Lily who nodded and he lifted Harry out of Lily's arms and into his own. Then he started to zoom Harry round the room making noises that sounded like his over sized motorbike.
Which gave him an idea.
"No." Lily said before he could say anything. "I didn't say anything!" Sirius said laughing. "But I know you want to. No Sirius he'll never sleep." "Please Lily." Sirius said "I'll love you forever."
"So you remind me." She said rolling her eyes. James chuckled but said, "Harry can wait until tomorrow when you help me move us into Godric's Hollow. Besides I need to talk to you tonight."
Sirius chucked a giggling Harry up in the air but looked at James with a little confusion. "Brother's talk Padfoot." Was all he said but Sirius could feel the underlying tension in the statement so he said, "Of course Prongs."
That night Sirius went and apparated home. He got changed and paced the flat he lived in. Why did this have to happen to Lily and James? They were the best people he had ever met and now because of their work for the Light they were one of the highest-ranking couples on Lord Voldemort's shit list.
Of course Lily and James had defied Lord Voldemort before and they were proud that they worked for the Light, but now there was someone else they had to consider.
Harry.
He couldn't fend for himself he needed his parents so James and Lily were biting the bullet.
They were going into hiding.
And it was defiantly taking its toll on the young couple. Sirius was ready to apperate to Hosmeade and the Three Broomsticks within half an hour but he paced the living area of his flat for almost an hour and a half.
He had never seen James so agitated in all his life. James was his best friend, his brother, and his family, his only family and in all the time he had known him he had never known him be this way.
James was one of the best aurors the Ministry had and although the threat of Voldemort had worried him for obvious reasons he had always taken it in his stride. Now Sirius wondered if he had even slept in the last month. There were worry lines were there previously been none and he had dark circles under his eyes.
Sirius growled. This was all Voldemort's fault. He was the one that was causing all the heartbreak. He was the one tearing families apart and he was the one that was causing suspicion even between the best of friends.
Suddenly unable to be in his flat a moment longer he apparated straight to Hosmeade and wondered into the Three Broomsticks. He found that James was already there.
He sat down opposite James knowing that he had never seen James look so panic stricken in all of his life.
He was so on edge it scared him.
"James, you look like hell."
"Gee, thanks Padfoot." James said wryly
"Being on the run from him tends to do that to you." "Hey," Sirius said quietly "It'll be fine. I'll make sure it's fine. James I'm not going to let anything happen to you, Lily or Harry."
Sirius had to make James believe. He would not let anything happen to him. He would die before he let anything happen to his friend.
They meant too much to Sirius.
James.
Lily.
Harry.
If they were not fighting for this then what were they fighting for? What were they trying to save?
But James seemed even more on edge than he had before Sirius had made his promise. What was going on?
He meant it. He would always mean it.
So what was going on? Sirius started to panic. He had known that James hadn't told him everything when he had come from Dumbledore's office. Now he was wondering what exactly had been said.
James looked up at him and seemed to be looking for a catch. Sirius felt slightly affronted.
He knew he could be an arse at times and he also knew that their where times Sirius could hardly be serious without a smile creeping through but this totally wasn't one of them.
He had never been so serious about anything in his life. Not since he and James had argued about him returning home. James had thought it was a mistake. He had known that Sirius was not respected at home especially since he had been sorted into Gryffindor but James wasn't all together certain leaving home was the best thing to do.
Sirius had been adamant. He'd had enough. He couldn't stand it any longer. And he hadn't looked back since. Now he was looking at the only real family he had besides Remus and Peter and getting really worried.
The quiet seemed to stretch on before James said"That's what I need to talk to you about. The spy, it's one of the Order Sirius. That's how Voldemort has so much information."
Sirius had been casually leaning in his chair, a habit he had never been able to grow out of; when he heard this he fell forwards so fast he nearly fell out of his chair.
"WHAT?"
Sirius yelled. No one heard in the hubbub of the pub but even so Sirius and James glanced around, Auror training had taught them that they could never be to careful. He lowered his voice and said "James are you sure?" "Positive. Dumbledore is sure."
Sirius felt like hyperventilating. There was a spy. A spy had got past the Order. There was a spy in the Order and they were endangering Lily and James. Then Harry's face flickered into Sirius' mind and he groaned.
Why?
He didn't think he could be in so much pain. But what James said next nearly knocked him flat.
"That's why this is all so short notice. Dumbledore has the feeling that it is someone close to Lily and I."
"James you better not be saying what I think you are." Sirius growled. The pain in his chest felt like nothing he had ever felt before. Did James really think he would do something like that to him?
It was more than Sirius could bear. He had thought he and James were friends. After being best friends, blood brothers for nearly all their lives he would have thought James could have looked past the fact he was a Black.
He looked up at James with a glare but James returned the glare with one of his own. Sirius thought the pain would never end.
"Well are you? Wait if you were you wouldn't tell me anyway." James shrugged and looked away.
Sirius felt like he's die from the pain. This was all Voldemort's doing. He was the one tearing families and friends apart.
But Sirius was not going to let him split his family up.
He met James' look with one of his own. Sirius' eyes clouded with pain. "I'm not my brother James." He said quietly. James visibly flinched.
Sirius didn't know what to do. He couldn't lose James. He meant too much to Sirius so he did the only thing he could think of in his panicked state. He looked at James and cursed his stupidity under his breath.
It was his own fault things had come this far. He had never told any of them, not Peter, not Remus, not Lily but especially not James now much they all meant to him.
If he had he felt sure things would have never come this far. James would not be sitting across from him with a look of such profound pain and betrayal that Sirius' heart was nearly ripped out of his chest.
How could he not know?
He cursed again and shook his head before putting a hand in the dark robes he was wearing and searched his inside pocket for the three photographs he always carried with him.
He found them closed his hand around them and pulled them out laying them out on the table between he and his best friend.
James leaned forward and barely managed to keep his gasp in audible but Sirius heard it none the less.
He leaned forward and looked at what James was staring at. Even though he knew every line of every photo.
The first was a rather crumpled old photo and it showed the five of them at their graduation ball. Even then James had been head over heels for Lily and in the photo he had her arm around her and had his other round Sirius.
Sirius had his arm round James and the other round Emmerline. It still hurt that they had broken up the way they had. But maybe he had a chance to rectify that. Emmerline worked at the Ministry now and he planned on making a move.
But that could wait. Now he had to look after his brother. In the photo with them were Remus and Peter. Remus had his arms both he and James and a girl Sirius knew to be Hestia Jones had jumped on his back a second before the photo had been taken. And Peter was kneeling in front of them all grinning like an idiot. It was one of the best moments of Sirius' memories.
It had been a great summer.
The next was of Sirius, James and Lily on James and Lily's wedding day. The memory of the wedding made Sirius smile even now. James and Lily glowed that day and their infectious enthusiasm rubbed off on Sirius. He had never been prouder when James had asked him to be best man.
Or maybe he had.
The moment James and Lily had named him Harry's Godfather.
Yeah maybe that outdid the wedding. He adored Harry and he knew he would have done had he not been Harry's Godfather but he knew that if he ever needed to look after Harry no one could stop him.
He was Harry's Godfather and it was a position he intended to carry out properly. Which lead to the third and final picture.
It was Sirius' favourite. He loved them all but if it was possible he loved this one the most.
Sirius was astride the monster of a bike he had that was his pride and joy with little Harry sat securely in front of him.
Lily had been scared the first time Sirius had suggested it but Sirius had put a Charm on the bike to make sure little Harry would always be safe. Now much to Lily's dismay riding the bike was one of Harry and Sirius' best past times.
Sirius watched as conflicting emotions crossed James' face. Finally he looked up. Sirius steadily held the gaze and took a deep breath.
Apparently this had been long overdue.
"I may have the same name as Regulus, Bellatrix and all those Pureblood maniacs but they aren't my family.
They stopped being my family along time ago. They lost that right when they drove me out." He sighed James realised then what this was costing his best friend to admit and felt a surge of pride that his friend would share this with him.
"Sirius you don't have to say anymore." James began. But Sirius cut him off. "Yes I do James. There are things I didn't say before that I should have done. You're more than my best friend, you're my brother and I'd die before I let you Lily or Harry die. You need to know that."
"I do. That's why you're my brother" James said quietly. Sirius grinned and they shared a look only best friends who have been thrown into the fires of hell can understand.
Chapter two: The Biggest Bluff Ever
"It still leaves the problem we don't know who the bastard traitor who calls himself part of the Order is." Sirius said his brow furrowed. He looked at James and knew that like him James was mentally ticking off the names in his head.
They had been through everyone they could think of and every name for one reason and another came up a blank. "Hargrid?" James asked Sirius laughed at that "Do you want to be on someone else's hit list?"
"Coz if you do keep talking. Hagrid would kill you on the spot for suggesting it." "All too true." James said tiredly. Sirius looked up as James put a hand through his hair. Sirius frowned. That was always a sure fire way of knowing that James was stressed. Plus Sirius had known James far too long to not know his friend well enough to see the subtleties that anyone but Lily and Remus would miss.
"Moody's also a no if you don't want to be targeted by assassins." Sirius commented James laughed. Sirius realised just how good it was to see James laugh. It had been so long overdue.
Together and in hushed voices that were less than needed in the crowded space of the Three Broomsticks James and Sirius went through the names of the Order that could have betrayed them. "Emmerline?" James asked. His voice betrayed that he didn't want to believe it.
"No." Sirius said strongly. "I know her. She's a good girl. It's not Em." James nodded and then his eyes went huge. "Remus?" He said almost in a whisper.
Sirius' eyes went wide. "No." He whispered. "No. James. Don't even think it. No." Sirius shook his head trying to clear what he considered to be traitorous thoughts. How could they think that of Remus?
No.
He couldn't believe it.
He wouldn't believe it.
It was just impossible. He wasn't going to accept it. "No James. It's impossible. Remus wouldn't betray you. Besides the only time he was missing at all was when he was on a mission." Then Sirius thought about it. "Most of his missions were with me." "Please James. Don't go there."
Sirius watched James process the idea in his head and then he nodded. "Maybe." Sirius couldn't take this. His friend had once been so trusting and sure of himself and now he was suspicious of everyone.
And up until an hour ago he had been suspicious of Sirius himself. When he found out who the spy was he was going to rip them limb from limb. Following Lord Voldemort was just the path to destruction.
Why couldn't everyone see that? Now one of their own had turned to the Dark. Betrayed by the lure of power. Betrayed by the Dark. Sirius closed his eyes. These were Dark times indeed when you couldn't even trust your best friend.
Would it ever stop?
No.
It wouldn't stop. Not until the maniac that was Voldemort was stopped and with so much suspicion, anger and hate who knew when that would be. Those who could be trusted had to band together.
The Order was going to fall apart at the seams unless the traitor was caught. Sirius growled as he thought about it but that issue would have to wait for another time. Now he had to protect his best friend. He had a promise to uphold and he was not about to break it but first…
"James please, Remus just can't be the spy. I can't believe it, I won't believe it. Its Moony James. He wouldn't. He couldn't." "There is a lot of people I once thought couldn't Padfoot but now I see them under the masks of Death Eaters."
That was true but Sirius was not going to give up on Remus. Not now, not ever. It hurt too much. What had happened to the Marauders? They were falling apart.
"Don't you trust my judgement James?" Sirius said quietly. He didn't know what to say or do anymore and it wasn't fair.
"Of course I do Padfoot." James said rubbing the back of his neck. "I just…" He stopped shook his head and tried again. "I can't loose Harry and Lily Sirius." He said seriously. He stared Sirius in the eye.
"I would never let that happen James and neither would Remus. You must know that." Sirius said, his voice getting higher from feeling so hysterical.
These were Dark Times indeed when even friends could not be trusted. "I do." James said tiredly "Its just I once thought the Order was the safest place for anyone of us to be but now there is a spy within our ranks. Is there nowhere safe?"
"Yes. You'll be safe as soon as the Fidulis Charm is activated. I won't let anything happen to you James. I promise."
James smiled and looked at his watch. His eyes widened and he looked at Sirius. "I have to leave Sirius. Can you come over to Godric's Hollow tomorrow and help us move?"
Sirius smiled. "Yeah, of course Prongs. I'll see you then."
At home in his flat Sirius paced the living room floor. He had never expected to be told what he had been tonight. James' revelations about the spy had knocked him flat. He had never suspected there might be a spy.
Not once.
He was an auror. He was meant to be able to spot these things. He had trusted too easily and now one in their number was out to hurt James, Lily and Harry.
That made the person dead in Sirius' books. If he ever meant the person the person would die before he could so much as utter a curse. Sirius liked to think he was a trusting person.
He was slow to anger but also slow to forgive. Snape had found this out at his own expense.
After Snape had accidentally found out what Remus was in their fourth year at Hogwarts he and his Slytherin buddies had gone about to taunt Remus at every opportunity.
Sirius had not taken lightly to this and even though Remus had done a very good job of defending himself (The night before a particularly violent full moon Snape and Lucius Malfoy had started on Remus. It was he wrong thing to do. Remus had lost his temper and no one had ever seen him so angry before. He had cursed both Snape and Malfoy so hard that they had been knocked out and sprouted blue tentacles all over their faces.)
But that hadn't been enough for Sirius. In the end he had come up with a prank that fitted the situation. He devised a plan. It had been evil, funny at the time, but evil none-the-less.
Looking back Sirius wondered if it had been the Black ancestry rearing its ugly head. The prank had been priceless. They had used James' invisibility cloak and caused havoc. But the havoc was centred around the two Slytherin prats and the best thing was it could be pinned on no one but them so they had lost 100 points for Slytherin between them and a months worth of detentions.
Justice had been served in Sirius' opinion. He grinned viciously just thinking about it. Then he thought about what he would do to the spy if he caught them. His thoughts were so vile it scared him.
Remus had been his friend and his anger had been vicious. But that was nothing compared to how he felt now.
No one, no one hurt his brother without feeling Sirius' wrath. He would kill them if he ever found them and that was a promise he made himself as he paced the floor.
Once he had that settled he turned his attentions to other things. Namely James, Lily and Harry.
How was he going to help them? The most obvious thing to do was to become the Secret-Keeper as they had decided and then let them go into hiding and pray to every god that ever existed that it worked.
There was no reason why it shouldn't and Sirius would die before he gave away the location of the Potters once they went into hiding. It just wouldn't happen.
But he didn't know if that was enough. Voldemort knew fine well that Sirius was best friends with James. He would surely come after him and what if the charm failed and Voldemort found out?
Sirius would never live with himself if that happened. How could he? He could think of nothing worse than being the reason that James, Lily and Harry were killed.
And so he paced.
And paced.
And Paced.
He paced for half the night. Almost all of it without stopping. He was so deep in thought that he hardly noticed the time passing by. He didn't feel tired and he wouldn't have slept anyway.
Then as the first rays of light signalling morning hit the windows in his flat the best plan he could come up with formed in his head. He grinned. It was brilliant. Even for him.
It would be a joke. A bluff. The biggest bluff ever.
Chapter three: The Reality of a mistake
Sirius arrived early at the Potters having had exactly no sleep at all the night before. This was seriously un-Sirius like but in this instance he really didn't care. He arrived and James looked seriously relieved to see him.
He offered his friend the best smile he could manage considering what was floating round in his head. He knew that it was the biggest chance they were taking and weather James would go for it was anyone's guess. But Sirius had swore he would protect James, Lily and Harry the best he could and this was the best way he could think of was to do this.
He picked up a box without saying anything and started moving stuff and then when he thought he had the courage to pitch this new plan he said, "Where is Lily." James looked at Sirius and knew something was wrong.
He frowned. "She's getting Harry ready for the move. Why?" "Because I have something to ask you and I'm not sure how you'll take it." "What?" James said dropping everything and standing to face his friend.
"I have an idea. It's not what we planned but it may just work out better." "Padfoot." James said raising an eyebrow. To Sirius that meant stop stalling and to get on with it.
"I think you should use Peter as the Secret-keeper." Sirius said in a rush. Despite his rush of words James' face dropped and he stared at Sirius as if he had grown two heads in a potions experiment gone wrong.
"Run that by me once more. I could have swore that you said I had to make Secret-Keeper." James shook his head smiling. Sirius knew it was stupid but hell, it might just work.
"I did. You should." James' face went blank. "Give me one good reason why you think this is such a good idea." He said carefully.
Sirius gulped. Yep. He had been right. James really, really, really did not like this idea at all.
"Because I know Voldemort will come after me. He'll know from Bellatrix that I'm best friends with you and so I'll be the obvious choice for Secret-Keeper. So if we choose someone who is close to you, but not as close as me you're gonna be safer."
Sirius looked at his friend. "I wanted Remus to do this but as much as I believe he isn't the spy I know you aren't as sure as I am and besides the weekend you want to activate the Fidilus Charm it's a full moon. So he can't. If you go for this idea it'll have to be Pete."
Sirius watched James' face and could see that even if he wasn't letting anything go about his decision he was certainly thinking about hat Sirius had said.
At that moment Lily appeared in the fire place with Harry and Sirius seeing that this would be the perfect time for the couple to talk swooped on Harry and said, "Come on Harry we're gonna go play. Mammy and Daddy had things to talk about."
Lily frowned at Sirius' words but James shook his head. Lily turned as Sirius made it to the door. "Sirius Black don't you dare!" Sirius turned and pouted. "Please Lily. Harry loves it."
"I know. That's the point. He'll never sleep!" Sirius grinned and said, "Please, pretty please!" Lily rolled her eyes and Sirius silently cheered at his victory.
"Oh fine. Go on! Get out! Both of you!" Sirius smiled and stuck his tongue out Lily before leaving with Harry safely nestled in his arms.
He opened the door and walked out to where he had anchored the massive bike he treasured "Want to go for a ride Harry?" He said softly Harry looked up at him with huge green eyes and smiled.
"I'll take that as a yes." Sirius smiled. He sat astride the bike with Harry nestled safely in his arms and then gunned the bike. The bike roared and Sirius started it and they took off into the air and immediately Harry started to laugh.
Sirius' heart swelled with love for his little godson they rode round for an hour and a half and by then Harry was becoming sleepy despite the fact he was in the air on a massive bike. Sirius turned round and headed back to Godric's Hollow parked up the bike and went inside.
James and Lily met him in the living room. Their faces sombre but determined "We'll make Peter our Secret Keeper."
Sirius was once again in his flat it was the day that Peter had become James and Lily's Secret Keeper, it was a full moon and it was also Halloween.
Sirius could hear the voices of children outside his flat laughing and screaming as they went about the important business of trick or treating.
Sirius sighed and looked at the moon and thought of Remus all alone because he had no choice but to be at this time. He thought about James' words, "Remus?" He had whispered
Sirius still could not believe that Remus would do anything like that. Once more he had had not had the chance to turn into a double agent. Every mission Remus had had been with Sirius himself and the only time he disappeared was in the full moon when they all knew full well what happened then.
But was he?
Sirius shook his head angry with himself for thinking such thoughts. Remus had a problem, a problem that was different from others. He was dedicated to the Order as anyone and what's more he hated the Dark Arts.
The Dark Arts had made him what he was and he was determined that if he could help it he was not going to let anyone else be affected by them as he had.
Sirius shook his head. He couldn't help obsessing over it but it didn't matter now. The Secret Keeper had been chosen and in Sirius' opinion it was a full proof plan. The Death Eaters were bound to come after him and all the while Peter would keep their friends safe.
Speaking of Peter Sirius glanced at the clock it was nearly nine o clock he had arranged to meet Peter to make sure he was settled and well hidden he stood and locked up his flat.
He walked out to his bike and gunned the engine and took off towards Peter's hideout.
Peter was hiding out in a village on the outskirts of Godric's Hollow in a little known settlement that wasn't more than five houses.
Sirius pulled the bike up outside and went to the house. He banged on the door for a good twenty minutes and no one came to the door. Sirius frowned and glanced at his watch. It was 9.30 now Peter had said he was going to be here.
Sirius started to panic. What if something had happened to Peter? Then James, Lily and Harry would also be in danger.
No. There was no way. No one would suspect Peter. Sirius was beside himself why wasn't he answering?
He had told Peter he would be round to check on him tonight!
Had he forgotten?
No. He wouldn't have done. Something wasn't right here. Sirius made up his mind in a split second. He broke into the house and ran through the house.
It was empty but there were no signs of a struggle. What was going on here? Sirius couldn't understand it what was Peter playing at!
If he was out there he was putting James and Lily's life at risk. Sirius looked around the house that looked like someone had just left with the intent of coming back later.
There was a huge mirror in the living room and Sirius looked at his reflection as if just by staring he would find the answers to the questions flying round inside his head.
Something didn't feel right that was for sure.
He thought of every possible explanation he had and it all came back to the same thing.
Peter.
"Oh god!" Sirius muttered suddenly terrified.
"James!"
He shot out the house and gunned the bike's engine again and drove like a bat out of hell over to Godric's Hollow.
"Hurry, Hurry, Hurry!" He muttered as he got closer and closer. He landed and shut off the engine.
He was in so much of a rush that he didn't realise what he was looking at for a moment.
The house wasn't standing anymore. The house was shattered and the dark mark hung high above the house.
"No." Sirius cried sagging against the utter guilt that assaulted his heart. How could Peter have done this? How could he have betrayed them this way?
Sirius spun round as a figure moved among the debris. He pulled out his wand and hissed, "Show yourself!"
"Sirius?" A voice asked. "Hagrid?" Sirius choked on the emotion clouding his throat. "Sirius, James, Lily!" Sirius sprinted across the ground to where the huge form of Hagrid was standing tears leaking from his huge beetle black eyes.
"Are they?" Sirius whispered holding on to a hope he knew could not exist. Hagrid shook his head and motioned down to the two figures lying together in the remains of their house.
Sirius chocked on sobs that threatened to explode from within him. He bent down beside his best friend and his wife their faces still and their eyes wide with death.
"I'm sorry." He sobbed closing both their eyes. The misery and guilt in his heart almost overtook it. How could he have let this happen? James and Lily had trusted him. This was all his fault….
He stood up his tears finally spilling over and then he realised that his godson was not with this parents.
"Harry!" He whispered. He turned to Hagrid. "Hagrid… Harry…is he?" Hagrid smiled sadly and opened his arms to show a tiny bundle in his arms. Sirius nearly keeled over from shock and relief.
"Hagrid give him to me, I'm his godfather…" Hagrid shook his head. "Professor Dumbledore sent me to get him Sirius he's got to go to his aunt and uncles."
Sirius' head shot up.
"The muggles? Hagrid he can't be serious!" Hagrid nodded his head. "Professor Dumbledore told me that's where he's got to go. I'm sorry Sirius I promised Dumbledore…"
Sirius nodded "Can I hold him?" Hagrid nodded seeing the sadness in the once flamboyant Black.
Sirius held his Godson for what he knew was going to be the last time. Harry was awake and Sirius knew he had been crying but now his bright green eyes stared up at him and he smiled.
"Hey kiddo." Sirius said quietly. It was then he saw it. Under the black tuft of hair.
A scar the shape of a lightening bolt marred his little forehead and Sirius gasped. Harry had been hit with a curse…
But how was it possible? The only curse Lord Voldemort would have ever bothered to use was the killing curse…
Harry had survived the killing curse…
Sirius looked up at Hagrid and he nodded. "He was here Sirius he came for them and now he's gone. Somehow something about little Harry got him good. He's gone."
Sirius' mind reeled as he hugged his smiling godson. So Voldemort was gone? Harry had defeated Lord Voldemort?
All the grown wizards that had gone up against the dark wizard and a little baby had defeated him?
But then something sparked in his memory….
Voldemort might be gone but the traitor that had killed James and Lily was sill out there and now only Sirius knew the truth…
It was up to him to catch the traitor. Later Sirius would come to regret this with every ounce of soul he had but right then it was all he had.
The anger, the betrayal, the sadness and the guilt all melded into one flaming ball of hate for one person.
Sirius was going to kill Peter Pettigrew.
He looked down at his godson once more and whispered, "I'll be back for you Harry." Then he handed him over to Hagrid and reached in the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a set of keys.
"Hagrid take my bike I am not going to need this now. Take the bike and get Harry out of here. It still might not be safe. Harry is all I have left now."
Hagrid stared at the keys and then back at Sirius. "Sirius are you sure?" "Positive." Sirius said nodding. "Take care of my godson."
The embraced loosely mindful of Harry nestled in between them and then Hagrid turned and climbed onto the bike which was so big it accommodated Hagrid easily.
He nestled Harry safe in his arms and then started the engine and with one more wave to Sirius gunned into the air.
Sirius watched until there was nothing left to watch and then turned and pulled out his wand. He muttered a spell and the floor lit up around him with used magic.
He picked out Peters quite easily. Peter had obviously panicked when he had realised the plan had gone awry and run rather than apperate. Sirius figured he'd missed him by a matter of minutes.
He turned and went to leave but couldn't leave his best friend lying in the rubble so he dug their grave and laid them in it. It was a quick job and not nearly fitting for his best friends but it would have to do.
He shot a gold star into the sky as a mark of respect and whispered his final goodbye tears rolling down his face and then turned and followed the magic track out of Godric's Hollow.
Peter was going to pay for being the turn coat…
Sirius would not rest until that little rat was brought to justice. Even if that justice was brought by his own hand.
Bringing together resolve he never knew he had he set off wand ready to use the Unforgiveable curses but for the first time it was not in defence it was to kill…to harm… and Sirius had every intention of being lethal.
He had always thought of himself as a person slow to anger but slow to forgive. This time forgiveness was out of the question.
Sirius et off through the woods surrounding the village as the moon began to fade and Remus woke in his home to the sound of cheers and to the news that his best friend had been killed…
Well we're nearly at the end...Only Remus to go now!
Cya next time!
