The Price of Love Rewrite

By: Elina Peverall;)

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter; all credits go to the author J K Rowling. Thank you for giving me the inspiration to write this!

Jamie is the youngest son of the Potters, the Boy-Who-Lived. His older brother is Harry Potter, a boy who will do whatever it takes to protect his family. How far will Harry go to protect Jamie as the war continues across magical Britain? The prophecy is told once again and the truth is then revealed. (Rewrite of original The Price of Love)

AN: Hi everyone! I just want to let you know that I've updated some of the previous chapters recently, fixing some of the words/phrases. If there's still some spelling mistakes and etc. then I probably missed them. Once again, I'm sorry about that, I'm not perfect so expect a few mistakes in my writing (don't worry I'll actually try to minimize them as much as possible). Also, like my original, I've decided to title my chapters. I hope that helps out a bit.

(Expect this to be a short chapter like Chapter 1. I was very busy this week and didn't have enough time as I would have liked to make up for it. That's why I plan on making up for its next chapter.)

May 5th, 1996

There was the sound of a loud crack in the cottage of Godric's Hollow. What came after was the presence of three wizards, one in particular who upon arrival stormed up the stairs.

Sirius instantly grew worried, it had been only three days since they lost Harry, everyone was still in mourning. Particularly Jamie, the said teen was currently walking up the stairs. Hesitantly, Sirius Black looked to his old friend Remus, the other wizard who stood beside him. Making a desperate face, Remus Lupin responded with a shake of his head, a clear sign that no, Jamie needed some time alone. Being the godfather of said boy Remus understood his cub more than Sirius and it was due to Remus' silent response that Sirius heeded his advice. Sighing Sirius head straight to the sitting room and plopped himself down on the settee, Moony following his action and sitting down on the one next to him as he summons a bottle of Firewhisky and two cups from the kitchen.

"You shouldn't drink Padfoot."

Looking up, Sirius groaned as he looked at Moony. The man was too tired to give him that stern gaze, instead he gave Sirius a small frown. Sirius poured himself a glass as he snarled,

"I can do what the bloody hell I want!"

"Padfoot-"

Sirius cut his friend off, "No Moony," he paused to make a small sip "Knowing Harry, he won't mind at least one drink."

Then raising the bottle and the empty glass meant for him he continued, "In fact, he'd probably encourage it, Merlin knows in our current state we need it."

Sirius then proceeded to empty his own glass then banished it along with the bottle and the clean one. When they all went to their respective spots, he sat back down and slumped on the settee.

Remus watched as the animagus sighed and gazed back at him, "You're going to have to talk to him."

"I don't think that's a-"

"Remus," Sirius stated with a stern voice.

The werewolf raised a single eyebrow when his friend's mood suddenly changed. This was the first time Sirius ever lectured him.

Gesturing up the stairs where Jamie left from Sirius continued, "I may not have gotten along well with my brother, especially when I ran away to live with James and his parents, but I'll tell you this, when Regulus died - Finding out the news made me realize one of the greatest mistakes in my life, not being there for my brother."

Sirius paused for a moment and locked his gaze with his old friend, "If it weren't for Prongs or even Fleamont and Euphemia there to talk to me, Merlin, the Black Madness might have finally taken over due to my weak mental state at the time."

Remus shook his head, "You don't mean that Padfoot."

"I'm serious Moony."

"I know you are," The werewolf remarked.

Groaning, Sirius looked up, a frown marring his face,

"Look, Remus, what I mean to say is, Harry and Jamie were close, Merlin they were closer than Regulus and I."

"And your point is?" The werewolf asked. Rarely had Remus recalled Sirius ever sharing anything about his brother, instead, the man would rather talk more about the old hag that was his mother. Hence, Remus wondered why he was bringing up his dead brother now.

"Jamie blames himself for Harry's death, I can see it. After all, I still blame myself for Regulus'. With that fight last year he's probably feeling worse than I did."

Knowing Sirius was probably right Remus stood up sighing, "Alright then, what should I do?"

The grim animagus gave his friend a sad smile and gestured up the stairs where said topic of their discussion left from,

"Talk to him. Jamie was always close to you, being his godfather and all. Let him open up to you, keeping what he's feeling bottled up inside won't do any good."

Heeding Sirius' advice Remus nodded while letting out a small chuckle, "Since when did you get so wise Padfoot?"

Sirius shrugged, "I don't know, I guess experience does that to you."

Silently, Remus agreed. He didn't voice it out loud, instead, the werewolf looked back towards his fellow Maurader. Sirius giving him an encouraging nod as he left the sitting room and headed up the stairs of Godric's Hollow. His destination was Jamie's room.

Taking a deep breath once again, upon arrival to his godson's door he prepared to knock. Perhaps it was too soon to let Jamie open up, what if his godson needed some time? If so, Remus swore he'd just check to see if Jamie was okay. He hadn't heard anything from his godson since he went upstairs.

Knocking twice on Jamie's door he called out,

"Jamie?"

AN: Next chapter we'll see Jamie and what exactly he's been up to while the two Mauraders were upstairs. Once again I'm sorry if this chapter is too short. Prepare yourselves for a surprise next chapter.

Sincerely,

Elina Peverall;)