I land in the ruins of Gordrics' Hollow and my stomach churns.

I collapse down and pull myself behind a slab of cement among the rubble, not able to go anywhere or even stand up on my feet.

It is early morning by now and I know I must not be seen. The place is full of muggles. Policeman mostly, some curious people and quite a lot of reporters. If I am found I will be accused of taking part in the crime.

I once again curse my stupidity. Why couldn't I wait until I get my strength back? I'm lucky to land in one piece.

I burrow my face in my hands in frustration. Could Sirius had really done it? I know that the one thing Sirius valued above all was loyalty. It was the one thing he had got from the family of black. He was James best friend, no matter how much James tried to convince me that we were just as close. They were practically brothers. He would never betray him…

I know I am just trying to convince myself.

It's not possible. He was the secrets keeper. There would be no one else who could betray them.

Betrayal.

The word feels bitter in my mouth.

I can't believe it.

I won't believe it.

I scuff my foot on the ground and restrain myself from cursing out loud as I hit a hard piece of wood that is stuck into the ground.

I pull the piece of wood out of the dusty earth and a pang of pain refills my heart. It's a piece from the handle of a broom.

The anger swells up inside me, threatening to explode.

James will never be able to fly on his broom again.

My thoughts drift back to Sirius, who had always been James partner for Quidditch.

He had been amazing at it, had a chance to get a place in England's team. James was fantastic as well but his ambitions took him to other places. I could almost see them now, before my eyes, flying around the Hogwarts Quidditch grounds, trying to nock each other off their brooms.

An idea flashes through my head. Could Sirius have been under the effect of a cruciatus curse? It was possible, maybe even probable.

New hope fills my heart. Sirius, for all its worth, had been a great friend, there was no way he could have…

I suddenly relies that I'm talking about Sirius in third person.

Could there be a chance he was sentenced to …death?