'I'll be right back. Don't leave the yard.' Sirius told nine-year-old Harry as he went into the house from the backyard, where Sirius was relaxing, as Harry flew around on his broom.
'Where're you going?' Harry called.
'I'm just going to get a butterbeer. I'll be right back.' Harry nodded as Sirius walked back into the kitchen.
As Sirius searched through the pantry for a butterbeer, a very annoying buzzing started. He straightened up as he tried to figure out what it was as the buzzing got louder.
'Bloody hell, what is that...' Sirius muttered to himself. It suddenly got to the volume so that Sirius had to cover his ears, when, suddenly, it stopped.
'What the he-' He suddenly blanched and dropped the bottle he was holding, sprinting for the back door.
'Harry...' he recognised that sound as one of the protection charms around the house being broken. It was the one signalling a Death Eater's entrance into the wards. Only someone with the Dark Mark could be detected by it. Sirius searched the sky, looking for any sign of Harry. He then searched the grounds. When he got nothing, he sprinted into the cottage and flooed to Remus'.
'Remus!' He called from his friend's study. Remus sprinted into the room, looking worried.
'Sirius? What's wrong? Where's Harry?' Sirius collapsed onto the sofa, as his shaking legs could no longer support him. He stuttered,
'Buzzing... Louder... Harry... Death Eaters...' Remus looked at his friend, concerned for his sanity.
'Sirius, you have to speak clearly. I don't understand.' Sirius slowly said,
'I was in the orchard with Harry, as he was flying his broom, and I went inside to get a drink. I heard a buzzing sound suddenly and then realised that it,' he had to stop a moment. 'I realised that it was one of the wards breaking. It was the warning that someone with the Dark Mark had entered the wards. I ran outside and, and Harry was gone.' Remus paled of the little colour he had and said,
'Let's, let's get back to the cottage, and we'll floo Dumbledore. He, he should know what to do.' Sirius shakily got up and let Remus lead him to the fireplace. As soon as Sirius got to his cottage, he sank onto a sofa, as Remus flooed Dumbledore. Dumbledore stepped out; one of most troublesome looks etched upon his face. He started waving his wand around, muttering different things. He stopped and looked to the two young men sitting on the sofa. The words that came out of his mouth were some of the most horrible words Sirius had ever heard.
'Bellatrix Lestrange entered the wards this afternoon. I am afraid it is she who has taken Harry.'