AN: Okay, I just did the math and realized that I made Alexa pregnant for a lot longer than 9 months and Luanne probably isn't old enough to go to Hogwarts yet, but bear with me, okay?

Also, this chapter sort of flies by. Sorry about that. The last few chapter (so sad!) will be a lot slower and more detailed, but I just needed to get this one out of the way.

Disclaimer: No matter how many times I forget to say it, I DO NOT own Harry Potter, nor have I EVER owned Harry Potter.

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The following year passed in a blur for Alexa. There were the happy times…

"It's a baby," Sirius said.

"Yes, Sirius," Lily laughed, holding the little boy, whom they had named Harry James Potter.

"Why is it so squishy looking?"

"Oh, you're going to make a great godfather," Alexa snorted.

"I will with you by my side."

There were the sad times…

There was the sound of shattering glass from the living room.

"Lily?" Alexa asked worriedly. There was a broken glass on the floor. Lily was on the couch, holding a letter, and little Harry was playing on the floor, oblivious.

"The Longbottoms," was all Lily said, staring blankly at one of the walls.

Alexa took the letter. It was from Mad-Eye Moody. The Longbottoms were tortured mercilessly. They were now in St. Mungo's. There was little hope for recovery.

Lily was shaking when James came into the room. He held her. Obviously thinking Alexa needed the same, Sirius went to Alexa, but she was already out the door, swearing she would find Bellatrix Lestrange.

Of course, Remus and Sirius caught her in about two minutes, convincing her it wouldn't be good for the baby.

"Lulu!" Alexa sobbed, and Sirius was suddenly struck by how different she looked than she had when he first met her in his first year at Hogwarts. Her hair was longer, weighing down the out-of-control curls, but also it was the way she was standing. Being motherly suited her. She was sort of squatting down to hug Luanne with her huge stomach before she got on the train to school.

"Write to me?" Alexa asked, sniffling. Luanne didn't look nearly as sad as Alexa did.

"Bye kid," Sirius said, hugging Luanne. He'd grown pretty fond of her.

"Bye!"

But nothing could have prepared them for the tragedy that was waiting in the wings…

It was horrible. Peter disappeared about a week before it happened. No explanation, nothing. Everyone was suspicious, but no one wanted to voice it. It was easiest to pretend nothing was wrong. Maybe if they'd been suspicious, they could have left. They could have moved and gotten a new secret keeper. But it was easier to pretend everything was fine.

Alexa and Sirius were at home, as per usual since Sirius had become paranoid about Alexa giving birth at any moment, even though she wasn't due for another month and a half.

It was Mad-Eye who came to them. It was the only time they'd ever seen the gruff man show any emotion. He wasn't exactly crying, but he was sad. So sad. But it was nothing compared to Sirius.

Alexa wasn't as sad. Of course she was inside, but outwardly she was angry. Bloodthirsty, really. She wanted revenge. She would gladly have killed Voldemort then and there had she had the chance.

She wasn't sure what happened after that. She was screaming and sobbing, and before she knew it, Sirius was gone and Mad-Eye was trying to stop him. Remus was there with Alexa, practically holding her to the couch. It was clear Sirius had told him not to let her leave.

Everything was a blur. Sirius went out to search for Peter. Apparently he caught him. Lily and James were dead. They were hauling Sirius to Azkaban. Peter was gone. Harry was with his relatives. Alexa was alone.

And then she snapped. She apparated out, something she was supposed to do under absolutely no circumstances, but she did it anyway. No one, not even Alexa herself, could ever be sure how she did it, but she got inside Azkaban.

Alexa Alright-Black had broken into Azkaban.