Avoiding Voldemort Or Not

aka AVON

By LilyHeartsJames

Disclaimer: JK Rowling is the genius who created it. I'm just the crazy obsessed fan!!

Dedication: I dedicate this to the fans of AVON. Thanks for sticking by me, you guys have been truly amazing and I want to take this chance to thank you for everything; reading, reviewing, favouriting, alerting etc. and also waiting so long for a God damn update. I'll have you guys know that I stayed up late writing part of this, even though my BFF did come for a sleepover the next night.. Well thankfully I didn't fall asleep on her :P But you guys do deserve this so... enjoy!!

Notes: I've dragged this story out too long and to be honest I've kind of lost interest in it. But I was going through my story folders and saw it and I just had to give you guys a well deserved ending for it because you made this happen, you stuck by me and gave me a reason to write. I can't take all the credit so why don't you just give yourself a good old pat on the back. I'm serious. Ha-ha, siriusly. No really literally give yourself a pat on the back. I'm not starting the chapter until you do :P

Anyways *a billion pats on the back later* thanks a bunch... a lot... SOOOO MUCH for being there. I heart you all!! :)

The last & final chapter of Avoiding Voldemort Or Not...

The Last of the series too :(

"Lily! Have you seen my wand? I can't find it" James Potter called out from underneath the couch.

"You lost your wand? How on earth did you manage that?" Lily Evans ( A/N: It's Potter now ;) ) asked walking in from the kitchen.

The two had finally gotten married, moved into their own little home and had welcomed little baby Harry James Potter into the world and were happily adjusting to life as parents to a very mischievous one year old. James had once again misplaced his wand, quite possibly when he was entertaining his son and was searching frantically for it. In times like these it was best not to lose your wand but James would never learn.

Lily sighed and raised her own.

"Accio James' wand!" She said simply waving it and it came flying out from behind the pot plant and into her outstretched hand.

"Right, thanks" James said holding his hand out for it but she held it out of reach.

"Stop losing it, you'll never know when you might need it" she snapped and thrust it into his chest.

"Ow, that could quite easily bruise" he mumbled rubbing his chest tenderly.

Lily rolled her eyes at him.

"You'll get over it, baby. Speaking of babies, where's Harry?"

She spun around, doing a full 360 and James grabbed her shoulders.

"Relax, he's fine. He's upstairs taking a nap" he said as he carefully brushed a random strand of red hair out of her eyes.

"Okay, just let me know in future. Is there anything you'd like to add to this letter for Sirius?" she asked walking back into the kitchen and he followed her in and leaned on the bench with a sigh.

"No... I just want to see him. Only for an hour or so-"

"James! You know we're not supposed to leave the house. The Fidelius Charm-"

"Okay, okay I get it. No leaving the house. I'm just so sick and tired of being locked up in here like rats. I can't even see my own best friends let alone walk down to the shops" he said miserably and Lily walked around behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Well until we're safe again it's just you and me alone in this house..." she said kissing his bare shoulder and he grinned.

"You're forgetting someone" he said spinning around and she rolled her eyes.

"Harry's asleep... And we pretty much have the house to ourselves" she told him and he nodded.

"I guess there are upsides to being stuck inside all day long..." he leaned down and caught her lips with his and she pressed him against the bench and snaked her arms around his neck.

"The bedroom?" he asked pulling away from her.

"The couch?" she suggested and he grinned.

"Even better, it's much closer" he said as she pulled him back into the lounge room gently by his necklace.

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Sirius glared at the tombstone in front of him that read Rebecca Taylor and sighed. It had been seven months since she'd been killed by Lord Voldemort, who'd cornered her and demanded information on James and Lily. She'd been smart and loyal and told him she'd rather die than defy her best friend and so that was the way it went. Her life paid the price to protect Lily, James and Harry's. Of course Sirius didn't want anything to happen to his best friend and his wife and their son, but he was in love with Becky and he never got to tell her so. He never got to tell her how much she meant to him, he didn't get to switch places with her and take her place instead.

Instead, he had to live without her. A world without Becky. It was meaningless, miserable and unfair.

He felt a hand clasp his shoulder and he glanced up and saw a heartbroken Remus standing beside him and sighed. First Becky, then Heather followed by Lily's parents, then Emm. How many more had to pay the price? How many more did Voldemort have to try and squeeze information from before he decided they were useless to him, too stubborn and proud and loyal to betray their friends?

"I'd ask how you're feeling but I already know" Remus mumbled and Sirius shook his head and stood up.

"You don't know how I feel. At least you got to spend some time with Emm, Becky never even knew how I felt about her. You got to tell your wife you loved her every day whereas I never got to. I have to spend every day thinking about what might have been, what could have been if I'd just had the guts to do it".

He began to walk away when Remus said; "I may not know how that feels, but I do understand the pain you're feeling over losing the person you were in love with and having the feeling that you'll never be happy again until you see them walk through that door. Until you get to be with them again. So don't stand there and tell me I don't understand that. Don't walk away and pretend you're going through this alone. I am here. I'm willing to help you come to terms with losing her but don't act like you're the only one who's lost the person they were supposed to be with".

Sirius paused and turned to face him.

"I feel so... alone. I can't see James, or Lily or Harry and I miss them. I can't see you because I'm afraid of having someone who knows what I'm going through. I can't see Peter because he's barely around, feeling unimportant. I am alone. I'm just... alone and that's how I'm going to leave this world. Bitter and alone". He turned around to leave once more but Remus grabbed his arm.

"You are not going to die alone. We're best friends and I would never leave you to die alone. You're Sirius Black, you're strong, and bold and brave and courageous and you have so much left to give. Don't give up. Don't give in..."

"I already did. I told James to change Peter to be the Secret Keeper. I'm not worthy of it, not now. Peter should be, no one would ever pick him. No one would ever pick a guy like Peter to protect them, that's why I convinced James to switch. I can't keep going like this. There has to be a purpose for me..."

Remus stared at him.

"What are you talking about Sirius? I spoke with Lily this morning. You're still the Secret Keeper. Nothing's been changed".

Sirius frowned. James must not have told Lily, he must have not wanted to worry her, not wanted to tell her of the change of plans.

"Sirius?"

He shrugged.

"It must have been a dream... Just a dream" he turned and left, leaving Remus to stare after him suspiciously, shaking his head. Sirius would never betray James and Lily; he was James' best friend. He wouldn't, would he?

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Peter stared at the man, if you could call him that, sitting in the throne like chair before him. He had a smug smile upon his face, for he knew little Wormtail came bearing good news. If not, Nagini would have a nice plump meal for lunch.

"What news Wormtail?" he whispered and the man cowered as he made his way slowly to bow before him.

"They did it... They made me the Secret Keeper. Sirius suggested it to James yesterday and they came to an agreement but Lily knows nothing."

Lord Voldemort smiled and a loud, menacing laugh escaped his lips as he thrust his head backwards and let the raucous laughter take over him.

"My Lord... When will you go to them?" Peter asked, interrupting his sudden dementure ( A/N: he's definitely screwed in the head!! ).

The laughter ceased and Voldemort leaned forward in his throne.

"I will see to those wretched Potter's tonight, once and for all. They will not escape me this time".

He let out a small giggle, and Peter frowned.

"Where are they Peter?" he asked smiling cruelly.

Peter gulped, it was now or never. If he didn't tell him then surely he would be killed. But could he really bring himself to betray his friends?

"Think of all those times they left you out, went and did pranks without you, told each other things that no one felt you needed to know, met up without you in the holidays, had their macho sleepovers without you, ditched you for their girlfriends, ditched you for their family... And the worst. Called you their best friend but ignored you and left you out of conversations... Think of those times when your so called friends hurt you, treated you unfairly, weren't very nice. Think..."

"Godrics Hollow" Peter said automatically as those painful memories came flooding back to him and he closed his eyes. He'd just ratted his best friend out. He'd just sentenced his best friend, his best friend's wife and his best friend's child to their death.

"Peter do you swear to protect James, Lily and little Harry to the best of your ability and defy those who try to pry information from you?"

Peter looked up into the eyes of his best friends as Sirius pointed a wand at him. Peter sat there thoughtfully, mulling it over.

Of course he had already agreed to it, but could he actually doom his friends? Could he really turn his back on them the way they had done so many times before to him? At that last thought he had come up with his final answer:

"I do" he murmured, almost regretting it.

Sirius' wand tip ignited and a bright, blazing bolt of blue ( A/N: ha-ha I just used alliteration, go me :P ) shot out from his wand and circled around James and Peter who stared at each other with joined hands. The thin, blinding light slowly eased its way around their united hands and rested upon them, vanishing into thin air. The Fidelius Charm was complete; he was now the Secret Keeper to the Potter's whereabouts. His best friend's location.

He shook his head, trying to rid those last thoughts from his mind. No time to feel guilty, you must alert Lord Voldemort before he arranges your death, he told himself. Feeling slightly sickened with himself, he stood up and looked into the scorching, hazel eyes of James which bored into his.

"I trust you Peter" he said putting a hand on his shoulder, making Peter's blue eyes water more than usual. He nodded.

"I know".

Sirius frowned at their short friend; was it his imagination or did Peter flinch when James touched him? Did his eyes begin to form tears when he told James he was aware of the trust James had in him? He shook his head; Peter was just being Peter, he craved attention and this much importance from his friends whom he admired.

"Then it's settled. You're the new Secret Keeper. Congratulations Peter, you deserve it" Sirius said clapping him on the shoulders.

Peter forced a smile and James went and grabbed wine glasses and a bottle.

"A toast. To true friendship" he said filling the glasses and handing them out.

They raised their glasses and Sirius and Peter echoed him and said; "true friendship" and Peter swallowed the liquid, finding it difficult due to the hard lump rising in his throat. He was a coward, a terrible friend. But there was no backing out now...

Peter stared shakily up into the pale face of Lord Voldemort and saw him smirking at him.

"True friendship? Ha!" Voldemort waved his hand as if he was dismissing the word, and added; "You have done well, Wormtail. You shall be rewarded..."

"My Lord, once they've been... People will know. They will find out that it was me, what then? Do I disappear or-"

Voldemort raised his hand once more, but this time Peter fell silent.

"You will be a marked man, Black will wish to hunt you. Let him find you-"

"But my Lord, he'll kill me!" he squeaked, a trait linking him quite close to his Animagus form.

"Silence! Make sure it is out in the open, yell for surrounding people to hear that he's done wrong by James and Lily Potter and do some damage that will cause him to be carted off to Azkaban. You, Wormtail, will then stage your death so that the finger remains pointed at Black. The only ones who know of the switch are yourself, Black and Potter who won't be able to bail him from his grave" Voldemort gave a cruel giggle before composing himself once more.

"Then you simply transform into the rat you are and flee, take refuge somewhere where no one will know of you, or even think to suspect that Sirius Black may be innocent. Remember Wormtail, living with a Wizarding family will keep you well informed until I send someone for you".

Peter stared open mouthed at the figure before him and he clicked his fingers impatiently.

"Now go! I have plans to arrange. I'm meeting with the Potter's tonight, once and for all! Muhahahahaha!"

Peter left him to his mad, menacing laughter and hurried from the chambers, determined to get as far away from Sirius Black as he could; the further the better.

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Sirius sat on the couch staring up at the ceiling in the house that used to belong to Danny and Heather. When Heather had died, James and Lily were already living in their own house before moving to Godrics Hollow, so the house had been left to him. Becky had moved in after awhile to help him out, and he had to endure many mornings watching her boyfriend leave, and felt his heart being wrenched from him and trodden on countless times.

Thinking of Becky tore his heart, so he pushed his thoughts to the day before when Peter had officially been traded in for him to be the Secret Keeper for James and Lily. He remembered seeing Peter's reactions afterwards, however.

Only he and James knew the real reason behind Peter being made the Secret Keeper; no one would ever think to suspect the one who always cowered behind his friends when trouble arrived. Sirius or Remus were the more likely choices, and considering there was a spy amongst them-

Amongst them... Remus was a werewolf. Fenrir Greyback, who was also a werewolf and the one to turn their friend into one once a month, was a part of Voldemort's inner circle. His 'Death Eaters' as they called themselves. Remus had been working undercover for months now, working with the werewolves to try and get as much information from them as possible. What if it was he who was applying Greyback the information on Lily and James' movements, who would then go to Voldemort which would mean-

Remus Lupin, their friend, whom they had broken many rules for whilst at Hogwarts, had betrayed them. They'd accepted him as the werewolf he was when no others would want anything to do with him. They'd illegally transformed into un-registered Animagi every month just to keep him happy every full moon. They'd kept his secret from all others because he was too ashamed and this was how he repaid them? By backstabbing his best friends? By ratting out James and Lily to Lord Voldemort?

Sirius glared at the ceiling above him which displayed many pictures of his friends. James, Lily, Harry, Peter, Becky, Danny, Heather, Emm and Remus. Remus. That traitor. Well, he won't be very happy to know that Sirius had figured out his master plan. He sighed. He would need to inform James of his theory tonight when he went to see them. He couldn't shake off that feeling that something was going to go terribly wrong, but once he let James know what Remus had really been up to he and his friends and the rest of the Order would be safe. Safe. The word sounded awfully wrong when Voldemort was still going around terrorizing innocent people left, right and centre.

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Later that night...

Sirius stood amongst the mess that used to be the Potter's house. Bits of it had been blown apart, furniture was laying carelessly on their sides or ripped or broken or were turned over. The body of his best friend lay before him at the foot of the stairs and Sirius couldn't force his now cold grey eyes away from his face. James' face. Prong's face.

It still had the worried look of anxiety and confusion and betrayal that would have been etched onto his face the moment he'd locked his hazel eyes with those of the evil Lord Voldemort's red cat slits. His mouth still formed a surprised 'O' on his ghost white face, as if he couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Sirius couldn't bare to walk up the stairs to Harry's room where surely he would be lying dead in his mother's arms. In Lily's arms. Sweet Lily, who would do anything to protect her son and husband, who hated the impact their situation had had on their family and friends as they knew that many surrounding them were killed to protect their lives because Voldemort would not show mercy to them, and quite possibly wanted to scare any others who were their friends that did not want the same fate.

How could this have happened? Peter couldn't possibly do something like this. He loved James, he agreed to protect them. He admired him, looked up to him, sought his protection from-

Protection. Cowardice. Betrayal.

This whole time Sirius had thought it to be Remus because he had the connections when it was Peter all along. Peter, right under their noses was always disappearing, was always excusing himself from friendly outings, missed several Order meetings because he "forgot" or wasn't informed when actually he was. It was Peter, who could never stick up for himself, Peter whom Sirius had recently visited and found his house empty. Peter who was the spy, leaking important information to Lord Voldemort and telling him the secret to James and Lily's whereabouts. It was Peter's fault; after all he was the Secret Keeper.

Realization suddenly slid across Sirius' cold, angry expression. It was his, Sirius' fault. He was the one who'd suggested the change in the first place. It was he who convinced an unsure James to switch him and Peter. It was he who had doomed Lily, James and baby Harry to their deaths.

It was then that he heard a baby crying, and his eyes lit up with hope. He definitely wasn't imagining it, and forcing the thoughts of Lily's body sprawled across the floor out of his head he turned to hurry up the broken stairs when suddenly-

"Don't yer even think abou' it".

A familiar grunting voice attracted him to turn around and stare at the large frame of Rubeus Hagrid and Sirius half-smiled.

"Hagrid. What are you doing here?"

The beetle black eyed giant glared down at him and said; "I'm here on Professor Dumbledore's orders. No need ter ask you why yer here" he added disdainfully and Sirius' face fell. Of course, Sirius was known to be the Secret Keeper. It was no wonder why Hagrid was so short with him.

"Well if you don't mind I'm going to see to my Godson so-"

Hagrid suddenly ran over to the front of the stairs, only needing to take three sides before he'd blocked Sirius' way.

"No yer don't. Dumbledore asked me to bring 'Arry to him. Yer ter leave him be. He don't need you ruinin' his life the way yer ruined his parents".

This comment cut Sirius like the blade of a knife. However, if he hadn't switched in the first place then Harry wouldn't be an orphan, James and Lily would still be alive if it wasn't for him.

"I'm his Godfather; I know what's best for him. Let me take him, Hagrid" he said, gesturing at himself.

He gave the half-giant a pleading look which had always worked on him in the past but tonight he wouldn't have a bar of it.

"No. Dumbledore gave me an order and I'm stickin' to it whether you like it or not".

Sirius stared into the dark eyes and deep down he knew that Hagrid was the one who should take him. Dumbledore knew what was best and Sirius knew that if he wanted to hunt Peter then Harry couldn't possibly go with him. He was only a year old. He could get hurt.

He sighed dejectedly and slumped his shoulders.

"Alright Hagrid, take my bike. It'll get you to wherever you're going much faster".

Hagrid stared at Sirius as if he was crazy and Sirius shrugged.

"I won't be needing it will I? I'll be in Azkaban".

For killing Pettigrew he thought darkly.

Hagrid nodded but kept his glare looking right into his eyes.

"Black" he said in parting and Sirius nodded.

"Take care of him won't you?"

Hagrid nodded and disappeared up the stairs, and Sirius was half afraid they might collapse under this new pressure but he had a more important issue to deal with; avenging James and Lily Potter once and for all.

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**DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILERS IN LAST PARAGRAPH. DON'T READ ON IF YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW WHAT HAPPENED!!

Well you all know what happened after that. Being the coward that Peter was he accused Sirius of James and Lily's murder so that everyone surrounding them could hear, blasted the street apart which killed a lot of people and fled down the sewers leaving behind a finger. Little rat.

Sirius was sent to Azkaban and when he broke out it was game on. Finding Peter Pettigrew and killing him for everything he had done. He then was introduced to a thirteen year old Harry who up until then had believed Sirius was a baddy but a night in the Shrieking Shack with three of the four Marauders and an unconscious Snape led him to discover Sirius had been framed and stopped Sirius and Remus from avenging his parents. Then being the coward he was, Pettigrew escaped once more, found Lord Voldemort, helped him back to life or human body form or whichever term you like to put it considering Voldemort wasn't dead and HE WAS THE ACTUAL MURDERER OF CEDRIC DIGGORY!! True it was evil Voldy's wand but it was Pettigrew who pointed it at him, said the unforgivable words and shot the green light from the wand that hit poor Cedric. I hate it how they always say Voldemort killed him, but then again no one really believed Harry when he said it was Voldy so either way whether it was Voldy or Wormtail he would have been 'lying' or so Fudge and Umbridge thought.

**Anyhoo, Sirius was then on the run as they were un able to prove his innocence and when Harry was lured into the Department of Mysteries under false pretences (he thought Voldy had kidnapped Sirius and was torturing him) he was unfortunately killed by none other than his cousin Belatrix Lestrange (she made me cry in the book and the bloody film countless times. DAMN HER!!) and didn't really "reappear" until the last book when Harry used the stone that was in Marvolo Gaunt's ring and the four Marauders and Lily were reunited with Harry until the big downfall with Voldy in the forest which then led to another big downfall with Voldy inside the castle.. Drama drama drama :P

I AM SO SORRY TO THOSE WHO HAVE NOT READ THE LAST AND FINAL BOOK. IN FACT, SHAME ON YOU...

Anyways, to my faithful, kind, generous, deserving readers and reviewers a last and final thank you for having my back and not stabbing it because you waited for over a year for me to update. *WINCES* truly sorry. But I realized I actually have a life outside of my room lol. But I still love fanfiction, especially Harry Potter. WHOOHOO for HP fans everywhere!! Ha-ha yes. I love you all, infinite x's and o's.

Here I am, going now. Byez xxxxxxxxxxxxoooooooooooooo ;)

P.S: Please read James and the Baby-Sitter, it's now being focused on. Hopefully school and other stuff doesn't get in the way...

James and the Baby-Sitter

By LilyHeartsJames

Summary: When Lily has to baby-sit for the Potters she never expects to fall for their eldest son. But how long can she resist the charming James Potter?

Ha-ha why don'tcha find out?? ;)