The motorbike sped through the sky, Sirius glancing down every now and again to check his position. Finally seeing the set of lights he was searching for, he guided the bike into land. Opening the door of the small house he called out, "Peter? Hey Peter, I brought Chinese."

Searching through the house for his small friend he started to become concerned, there was none of the usual mess he associated with Peter's hideout. A sudden fear gripped him and he raced out to the bike, barely waiting to seat himself before firing it up.

"Please let me be wrong." he prayed to the stars as he flew.


A/N: I'm going to be away for a few weeks but will try to update.

As usual I look forward to reading your comments and reviews.