Chapter 3
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Black Manor, Dining Room, 9:00 pm, August 1st 1981

Sirius Black sat in the dark room, staring at a picture he held in his hand, the picture from the date on the back dated back to just a week before. The picture itself though, had totally absorbed the man's attention. Sad and sorrowful eyes gazed into the picture of his godson, Harry James Potter. The little baby boy that had been just one week short of a year old smiled and giggled back at him from the frame and his messy black hair shook as the little boy giggled, and gorgeous green eyes shone brightly. A single tear slid down the man's eye. He bit his lip to try to contain the sobs that were threatening to come out. He didn't succeed.

Remus Lupin watched his friend sadly from the doorway, taking in the scene:

The fire was out, and the only source of light came from a single candle directly in front of his friend. From the candle's light, shadows flickered throughout the large room revealing portraits, paintings, and little odd drawings that appeared to have been done by a child.

Remus took another step forward, sighing softly and sadly as he reached his friend and saw the picture the other man held.

"Sirius, there was nothing you could do." The whisper was light, soft, but if listened to carefully, one could just here the sorrow underlying the whisper. Sirius sniffed, lifting his head to meet that of Remus'.

Sirius was a mess; his once meticulous hair was in disarray, a mess that could even rival that of James's, his indigo blue eyes that had held mischievous laughter just a day ago were darker, full of pain and hurt. Remus's amber eyes reflected his friend's pain as he slowly knelt down and pulled the other man into a comforting embrace.

A few more tears escaped Sirius' eyes. "How could it not be my fault Remus? I should've been there to defend them during the attack…I should've been there to protect Harry. James hates me; it's my fault, all my fault." His eyes were shut tightly as he clung to his friend, completely distraught.

A few tears fell from Remus' eyes but his eyes had a more determined look with a touch of anger. "Sirius, it was not your fault, James is just upset. You did nothing wrong."

"I did, I did. Didn't you see the way he looked at us, at me? I should've been there, I should've..."

Godric's Hallow, 2:31 pm, August 1st 1981
earlier that day:

"JAMES! JAMES! OPEN THE DOOR!" Sirius' voice roared, his eyes crazed as he pounded on the door again and again. Remus had his hands wrapped around the man's waist, trying in vain to pull away from the door while the neighbors watched from their windows with a knowing expression and a frown.

A small crack opened up and Sirius stopped pounding and took a step back, breathing harshly. Brown eyes refused to meet his own as James took a small step out. "What do you want?"

Sirius' eyes widened at the dull and slightly cold tone James's held. Before he spoke, he licked his lips nervously, "James… James, tell me it isn't true. Where's Harry mate? Where is he? Where's my godson?"

James shook, and Sirius took a step forward tentively, placing a hand on James shoulder, but James flinched and pushed Sirius away. "Don't touch me" James still refused to meet Sirius' eyes.

Sirius faltered, his eyes watched his best friend confused. Remus stepped up next to Sirius, facing James, "James, it's not true…is it?" Indigo and amber eyes watched the man before them.

James' frame shook, his hands clenched in fists beside him, before a small nod came. The two men before him shook in shock.

"No, no, no, no, no," Sirius whispered his voice heavy with grief.

James turned around, "You got what you came for. Leave." The words were an open dismissal as he opened the door and stepped inside. Remus grabbed James' sleeve, trying again to learn what had happened "James-"

"LEAVE!" James voice roared as his eyes finally met those of his friends. They held anger, sorrow, guilt, and hatred. Taken aback, Remus and Sirius moved back.

James slammed the door closed behind him, not looking back again.

Black Manor, Dining Room, 9:15 pm, August 1st 1981

Present:

"Shhhhhh…" Remus tried to sooth his friend. Both men had tears running down their faces as they continued to watch the small boy giggle back at them, emerald eyes shining at them in love and adoration. Both men closed their eyes and clung to each other trying to find comfort for the death of one Harry James Potter.

Godric's Hallow, Living Room, 9:30 pm, August 1st 1981

James took another shot of Firewhiskey staring blankly at his walls, they were blank, void of the many pictures of his son that had been there just hours ago. Finally, he let out a harsh sob as he poured himself another shot of the amber liquor.

He was drowning himself in sorrow; he had erased his son from existence both in his home and in the world. It was all he could do to laugh brokenly as he remembered his friends' visit earlier that day. Sirius and Remus wouldn't have done what he had, they wouldn't have abandoned a child. They would've been great fathers, they would've been better than him, they wouldn't have made the ultimate mistake and thrown away a child, no they would have been better fathers than he. A better father than he could ever wish to be. More tears came as he lost himself in the alcohol and his doubts, fears, sorrow and memories played over and over again in his mind, but he was unable to stop it, he wasn't even sure if he wanted to, he had abandoned a child, a baby, he deserved this, didn't he.

Did I do the right thing? Lily wanted it done, I can't have Lily hurting, and she's lost so much. She can't have anything that could cause harm when she's so close to delivering. Did I do the right thing? I've killed my son, my son, my only son.

Another sob broke out as he gasped for breath. Shuddering, he poured himself another shot and downed it without a second thought.

Lily closed the door silently, blocking out the image of her husband in his grief. She quietly crept up the stairs to the bedroom into the bed. She stared blankly at the wall in front of her, one hand on her stomach.

She had done the right thing, she was sure of it, her family was in danger, and she refused to lose more loved ones. Harry hadn't been right…no he hadn't, Lily argued with herself as the memory flooded her once again as it had so often since she had let Harry go.

Godric's Hallow, Backyard, May 8th 1981

Months ago:

"Harry? Harry, where are you?!" Lily stepped walked around worriedly. As she caught sight of messy black hair, she sighed in relief. "James! I found him, Harry's out here."

James Potter came out from the backyard sighing in relief like his wife had before. He smiled, "Already causing havoc on us, that's my son." Lily rolled her eyes as she started forward. James had an arm around his wife, being careful in his movements as to not trip his pregnant wife.

They walked to their son, who was crouched at the edge of the woods. He looked up at his parents smiling adorably, dimples showing. He giggled and tugged at his fathers pant leg while pointing into the forest.

Lily frowned. "Harry, you had us so worried, don't crawl away like that again!" She bent down to pick him up as she finished scolding him, but suddenly froze in place. James concerned, turned to his wife, "Lily?" Lily took a step away from Harry and then James saw it. A snake, there was a snake slithering out of the forest heading directly towards his son.

James quickly took out his wand, his arm shaking as he nervously pointed it at the snake. He and his wife froze though when they heard a hiss. The hiss had caused the couple to freeze for it did not come from the snake, but their son.

Lily's eyes were wide in horror as she watched her son giggling, and hugging the snake, hissing every so often. The snake hissed back delighted in the little boy's company and Lily took another step back, watching her son in horror. "No, no, no, no, no…"

Godric's Hallow, Living Room, 9:49 pm, August 1st 1981

Present

Lily shivered, yes, she decided, she had done the right thing. Harry had been a parselmouth; A talent that was directly linked to that of the Dark Lord. Yes, she had done the right thing, she was sure of it.

...and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal

Even if the Dark Lord had not literally marked Harry, Lily was sure that the Parselmouth gift was the mark that the prophecy talked about; the mark that would put her family in danger…and she couldn't have that.

Her arms encircled her waist, besides, James would soon forget about Harry, they had a child coming, a new perfect pure child. She smiled brokenly snuggling into the pillow.

Yes she had done the right thing. The last thing she saw as she fell asleep was the image of her husband sobbing brokenly as he poured himself another shot, drowning himself in sorrow.

Elvin Realm, Royal Castle, 10:00 pm, August 1st, 1981

"Hey Aries, you gotta sleepy now." Amorina giggled at her new brother cutely. The little boy watched his new sister and giggled. Amorina hugged him gently kissing his forehead.

Aries didn't know where he was but he liked it. He missed his father and uncles Moony and Padfoot though. His mother though, he didn't think he'd miss her, for a while now, she had been neglecting him and she never smiled for him anymore. He didn't think his mother loved him very much.

Amorina cooed at Aries, tickling him. Aries laughed, his little arms reaching out and swatting his sister playfully. She giggled again.

The bedroom door opened and Chiara's head poked in. She smiled at the sight of her children on the bed together both laughing and giggling. "Shhhhh, your father's sleeping."

"You mean was." Antony stepped into the room yawning widely. He closed the door behind him and took his wife's hand walking to the children's bed.

"Sorry for waking you daddy." Amorina giggled again. Aries crawled over to Antony and clumsily wrapped his small arms around the man in apology. Antony chuckled wrapping his arms around the small child before he yawned again.

"Hmm…you're both forgiven. Let's sleep now." With those words, he pulled his wife onto the bed with him before she had a chance to react. She let out a cry of surprise before laughing hysterically. Amorina and Antony soon joined her as well as Aries in his little baby laughter.

The family snuggled together and slowly each member fell asleep. Aries watched his new family through intelligent eyes. He'd miss his old family, but he simply adored his new one. His new mother loved him, and he had a sister; a sister who adored him and would take care of him. His mother and father loved him and he was happy, he was very happy.

Smiling widely, Aries fell asleep in the warmth and security his family gave him.

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office, 12:00 am, August 2nd, 1981

Fawkes trilled happily, flying about the room. Albus chuckled, watching the phoenix.

"Yes my wise old friend, the little one is in safe hands."

On his desk, a scroll that held the names of all the magical children that would and will receive Hogwart's letter laid. On the spot that had once read Harry Potter now read Aries SilverWing.

Albus rolled up the scroll and tucked it away on one of his drawls. He smiled and sat stroking Fawkes as the phoenix trilled softly in content.

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Here's another chapter, and the next one won't be up until sometime during Christmas Break. So, Merry Xmas in advance.

Special Thanks to my Beta, magicslifer for the editing and for taking the time to go through the story.

- Tanzanite S.