**Okay this a one-shot I thought of last night. It's about Sirius after James and Lily died but before he went to Azkaban, hope you like it**

I was running, tears blinding my eyes. Behind me, a house lay in ruins. Just up ahead, a huge man, holding a baby in his arms.

“Hagrid!” I shouted. As soon as I reached him I saw the tears in his eyes.

“Ah, Sirius.” Hagrid said. Before I knew it I was in Hagrid’s famous bone crushing hug. “I’m sorry.” said Hagrid once he let me go.

“Hagrid, why don’t you let me take Harry. After all, I am his godfather.” I said.

“Sorry Sirius, Dumbledore’s orders.” Hagrid answered looking proud.

“Well, you can at least take my bike, if you want to.” I said.

“You love that bike.” stated Hagrid looking at me with wide eyes.

“I won’t be needing it.” I said looking down with hate, anger and pain in my heart.

“I will be okay.” Hagrid said patting me on the back and sending me into the ground. I walked a few feet away and pulled my wand out. I tapped my wand on what seemed to be, thin air. But suddenly my flying motorcycle was in front of me. I rolled it over to Hagrid and he took it.

“Are you sure?” he asked. I nodded and started to walk away. “Thanks Sirius.” he called after me and I just nodded but didn’t stop walking.

Finally I did, knowing exactly what I had to do. I turned on the spot and vanished. I reappeared in an alley way. All the street lights were out and it was pitch black. I could see Dumbledore talking to McGonagall. What were they doing in a muggle neighborhood? I thought, then thinking back to Hagrid and what he said, I got madder, but now at two people.

I reappeared again on a muggle street many miles away. I couldn’t see anyone so I disapperated again. I was back at the ruins of my best friends house. Both of them died to protect their son, Harry. I walked into the house and tears weld up in my eyes again. As I walked into the living room the tears poured down my face faster and harder then ever when I saw James, on the floor, dead. I walked away and up the stairs. All the outer walls had been blown off and the inside was all black, but the stairs and the second floor held up.

He walked into the nursery and just broke down. On the floor was Lily, dead. This room had the most damage done to it but the crib, in the middle of the room, was untouched, it wasn’t black like the whole room. I pulled my wand out and pointed it at Lily and levitated her. I went down stairs and levitated James and walked to the back yard.

I reached a tree a little ways behind his friends home. I placed them on the ground and pointed my wand at the ground. I traced two big rectangles and levitated the dirt out of the ground. I transfigured the dirt into two beautiful coffins. I placed both James and Lily into one of them then gently lowered them into the ground. He covered them back up with dirt and conjured up two headstones.

Lily Potter
The most kind and talented
person anyone has ever met.
Her life has made a big impact
on anyone and everyone she
meets. She will be missed.

Her dear friend,
Sirius Black

I traced my wand to make the letters appear on the tombstone. I had tears flowing down my face freely. I turned to James’ headstone and carved:

James Potter
A beloved friend that could make
any and every day seem like the
best in the world. He could make
you laugh when you were sad and
light up a room by coming in.
He will be missed.

His dear friend,
Sirius Black

I was just looking at where I lay my two best friends. The stars were out but there was a tint of orange on the horizon. I knew what I had to do. I stood up and wiped my eyes with my sleeve.

I was on that same muggle street but this time I saw a rat scurry out of sight. I pointed my wand at it and it transformed into what I had thought was my best friend. I stalked over to him my anger taking over. I pulled him up by the collar of his cloak and dragged him back to the other side of the street. I pinned him up against the wall as muggles started to come out of their homes to go to work. I had my wand pointed right at Peter’s throat.

“You sold Lily and James to Voldemort didn’t you?” I hissed deadly in his ear. He winced so violently that I lifted him off the ground. “I know you told him Peter. And I will kill you like how you killed them.” I whispered as more people gathered around but I couldn’t see how many for sure. Peter’s face was getting redder and redder from the lost of air. He pulled out his wand and sliced his finger. He had no breath to cry out but tears pored down his face. He pointed his wand just against my cloak and an explosion was heard behind me. I didn’t know that Peter had done any of this. I quickly turned around only getting a glimpse of the street, that was torn up, and of all the bodies that laid around, dead.

I whipped my head around at Peter but saw the tail of a rain going down the cutter. I started to laugh. My laugh was bitter but I was surprised that Peter had even pulled that off. I had planned to kill Peter (or at lease tie him up) then go over to Remus’ house and tell him what happened. But now I would never get a get to tell Remus the truth. The Auror’s were coming toward me but I didn’t put up a fight. My laughing was now just hysterical and I couldn’t stop it. As soon as I was thrown into that cell of Azkaban I sought revenge for my friends.



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