Chapter 2
Professor McGongall felt her heart clench as the Gryffindor portal closed behind her. Despite Sirius Black's penchant for trouble, he was one of her favorite students. Her robes swished against her ankles as she hurried to the Great Hall. The other Heads of Houses were coming in as she reached the doors, and she could tell from their faces that all of their students were accounted for. It was one of her little lions that was in danger.
Professor Dumbledore was waiting by the Gryffindor table, and upon seeing Minerva's face seemed to grow a bit older, more weary. The rest of the staff clustered around her and the headmaster as she said "It's Sirius Black, Albus."
Murmurs broke out among the teachers, and Professor Slughorn was the first to speak up. "Albus, what shall we do? The PAN wards were supposed to be invincible. They've never fallen in the history of the school."
Albus didn't answer. Instead, he consulted a golden orb that was hanging off a long chain in his hand. He tapped it with his wand and murmured and incantation. A puff of purple smoke and a bang erupted, and he looked up. Minerva felt a little hope rise up inside of her. Albus no longer looked so weary.
"Sirius Black is still within the castle. It is not too late, but we must act quickly. Pan will try for a tower, or at least some elevation. Discard the dungeons and begin searching all the upper levels. We must hurry!"
With that the teachers scattered in different directions, all hoping against hope that they would be in time.
The Gryffindor common room burst into sound as McGonagall exited. People were shouting, some were crying. James felt as if he was going to be sick. Sirius….he thought, What have you done now?
A few of the students were looking confused and lost, including Lily Evans. She rushed up to James and asked "Potter, what's going on? What are the PAN wards? Is Sirius okay?"
James looked at her, and she realized she had never seen him look this sad. James Potter always had a mischievous glint in his eye, but now it was gone.
"The PAN wards have been part of Hogwarts since its founding. They keep Peter Pan out of the castle."
"Peter Pan?" Lily gasped. "But that's just a fairytale!"
Some of the older students had been listening, and one of the prefects spoke up. James didn't seem to be aware of the conversation anymore; he was staring blindly off into the fire.
"Peter Pan's may only be a story in the muggle world, but wizards and witches know he's quite real. And not "happy go lucky" like the muggles make him out to be. He steals children."
"But what does he do with them?" Lily whispered, wringing her hands.
"We don't know. But what we do know is that they never come back."
Lily's eyes widened as she realized the seriousness of the situation. The rest of the Common room had quieted down, as students realized all there was to do was wait. Sirius was well liked in all the years, and the tension in the room was palpable.
Lily hurried over to her friends, who had snagged the couch in front of the fire, and as she sat down glanced over at the first year boys.
Remus, James, and Peter had huddled together in a corner. They looked lost without Sirius, and Lily wondered what they would do if he was really gone. What would she do without Sirius's annoying but amusing presence in her life?
Okay, I know this is a really short chapter but I just wrote it in about ten minutes. I'm going to add more to it, but thought I'd put up what I have. Tell me what you think.