Padfoot

"WHAT? Snivelly, I swear, if you just let my godson walk into a trap filled with you rotten Death Eaters, I will rip your lips off one by one," threatened Sirius Black.

"Black, as much as I'd like to stay and make conversation with you, I have more important things to do," Snape said silkily.

"Dumbledore has sent me to tell the Order to go to the Department of Mysteries immediately," he continued.

"We have to go help Harry," Remus Lupin said, stricken.

"We leave. Right now," ordered Alastor Moody. His magic eye focused on Sirius.

"Sirius, you know you can't come with us," Remus said quietly.

"TO HELL WITH THAT! My godson's life is in danger, and if you think I'm going to stay here uselessly, you're mental!" Sirius shouted.

"On your own head be it," Moody said, shaking his head. "We don't have time to argue. Let's go."

Turning on the spot, Remus Lupin, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Alastor Moody, and Nymphadora Tonks disapparated to the Ministry.

Sirius snatched up his wand and prepared to leave as well.

"Black. Dumbledore said-" Snape was interrupted.

"I don't give a bloody hell what Dumbledore says. I'm going," Sirius snapped, turning on the spot and vanishing.

He reappeared in the middle of a large dais, amidst a duel between the Order and the Death Eaters.

Sirius immediately spotted Harry on the steps of the amphitheater with Frank's boy, Neville. His face was screwed up in frustration and determination, yet he seemed to be safe as of right now.

A jet of red light suddenly whizzed past his face, barely an inch away from his nose. Sirius whipped around, and fired a stunning spell towards his attacker.

Of course, it was his cousin, Bellatrix. She had changed much over the years. Her hair hung to her waist, unkempt and tangled. Her eyes showed signs of insanity and hatred.

"All right, cousin?" she cackled, sending curse after curse towards him.

"Never better, Bella," he called back, dodging her spells and returning fire.

How he wished that James was still alive. His best friend and brother. The best he could do to avenge his death was protect Harry. Sirius knew how important Lily and Harry had been to James, how he would always put them first. James would protect his family with his life, and he had.

After twelve years in Azkaban, Sirius had nothing. He had no friends, no family, no hope. He had lost everything. Harry was all he had left, and Sirius would do anything to protect his godson.

Sirius attacked Bellatrix with renewed energy, taunting her.

Bellatrix screamed in rage and shot another spell at him.

He deflected it easily.

"Come on, you can do better than that!" he yelled, laughing. His voice echoed around the cavernous room.

Bellatrix sent another spell his way.

It hit him squarely in the chest.

Sirius knew that it was the end. He didn't know how, since the spell was not a Killing Curse, but he knew that this spell would end him.

Sirius Black was not afraid of dying. He awaited death with eager arms, for he knew what awaited him on the other side.

James.

Sirius would be reunited with his best friend. His brother. His only family. They would be together again.

His only regret was that he had not protected Harry as well as he should have, he could have, he would have.

Alas, the regret did not last long. Sirius fell through the veil behind him into his brother's arms.

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