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Sirius’s Journey Through Life Until Death

I’ve decided to write a story of Sirius on how he found the Potters dead and of how he ends up in Azkaban Prison and how he meets his end at the hands of Bellatrix Lestrange. Its not often you come across a story of just him so I just decided to create my own. Here it goes. Hope you all enjoy. And feedback would be really appreciated. Any sort of feedback, whether its good or bad. Now to the story.

Please let them be alive. He thought, running as fast as he could to the Potters.
He realized that he had made the biggest mistake of his whole entire life. Knowing that he should have been their secret keeper instead of him.
How could I have thought that Remus was the spy instead of Peter?
I should have known from the start that he was the spy. He was always so afraid, James and I had to fight his battles for him cause he such a coward. I wish I had of known.

He was so afraid at what he would find when he got there. He ran faster, hoping that he was not too late.

He soon came to the place where Peter was to be. Finding out that he wasn’t there. He bolted towards the Potters and found that it was really quiet. A little to quiet for his Liking. He rushed inside and found everything in ruins. His breathing very ragged when he stumbled across Lily and James. They were just lying their, faces up. Both of their bodies lifeless. He was too late; shaking all over he fell down on his knees and broke down crying for the loss of his best friend James and his other friend Lily. He stayed like that for a while, trying to take it all in that both of them were dead. Peter would pay for this, he would make sure of that. Then he heard the faint sound of a baby’s cries. He stood up shakily and headed in the direction of the crying.

When he got there he picked him up and held him close. He noticed on his forehead that he had the shape of a lightning bolt scar upon his forehead. He was trying to calm him down by rocking him gently back and forth but with no success, tears still running down his face. He was trying to stop but just couldn’t. He got the feeling that he was not alone and turned around and found to his surprise that Haggrid was entering the room.

Haggrid saw him crying and walked straight to him, took the baby right out of Sirius’s arms and gently placed him down. He went up to him and gave him a huge hug, trying to comfort him.

Sirius just let Haggrid embrace him, crying all the more with only one thought on his mind, and was of James and Lily’s deaths. After for what seemed an eternity Haggrid let go of Sirius and picked the baby up. Sirius protested and tried to get a hold of Harry.
(That was in fact the name of the baby who happened to be the son of Lily and James Potter).
But Sirius knew quite well that he would not hand Harry over so he offered to let him use his flying motorbike. And Haggrid was more then happy to use it so he did. Sirius also gave him the helmet that came along with it. He just stood their till Haggrid was out of site and set off to get his revenge on the murderers traitering git. Peter Pettiggrew.

That was so good, but you spelled Hagrid wrong. It only has one g.

thanx, ye i just realized that it had 1 g just a couple of minutes after i posted it

funny thing

ye, it sure is lol

Sirius ran along the corridors, running at break neck speed, stepped out of Godrics Hollow and out into the open. He ran as fast as he could, trying to pinpoint which direction. It would have been so much easier to track him down in his animagus form. He ran through alleyways and streets but still no trace of him. Sirius was getting really angry and furious. He was starting to tier out but he didn’t care, forcing all his limbs and muscles, with ragged breathing he sped on, his anger and hatred for that murderous traitering bastered had spurred him on, he didn’t even care of the fact that he could collapse at any moment, he only had one thing on his mind and that one thing was revenge, revenge on Peter Pettigrew.

After some hours he finally found him. He was advancing on him, trying to back him into a corner and block off any escape. Lots of Muggles swarming around. There was also some Witches and Wizards about too. When he did finally back him into a corner Peter Yelled for the whole street to hear that he had betrayed the Potters. Sirius Tried to curse him but before he could Peter muttered a killing curse within 20 meters of himself which resulted to killing a certain amount of Muggles, took off his index finger and turned into rat. He scampered into the sewer and joined all the other rats.

Sirius was so mad that he just felt like screaming and shouting but instead there was hollow bitter laughter and he realized that it was coming from him. He didn’t even know why. He tried stop but couldn’t, and then he felt two sets of arms grabbing him by the arms and hauling him to God knows where. He was beside himself, didn’t even try to resist. Then they both disapperated him somewhere, Azkaban Prison. They didn’t even give him a trial, they just grabbed him and threw him into one of the cells of Azkaban.

that was so good, I like how you made a story about Sirius's life.

thanx, i guess ur probably the only who does. and thanx for commenting

ur welcome

Sirius ran along the corridors, running at break neck speed, stepped out of Godrics Hollow and out into the open. He ran as fast as he could, trying to pinpoint which direction. It would have been so much easier to track him down in his animagus form. He ran through alleyways and streets but still no trace of him. Sirius was getting really angry and furious. He was starting to tier out but he didn’t care, forcing all his limbs and muscles, with ragged breathing he sped on, his anger and hatred for that murderous traitering bastered had spurred him on, he didn’t even care of the fact that he could collapse at any moment, he only had one thing on his mind and that one thing was revenge, revenge on Peter Pettigrew.

After some hours he finally found him. He was advancing on him, trying to back him into a corner and block off any escape. Lots of Muggles swarming around. There was also some Witches and Wizards about too. When he did finally back him into a corner Peter Yelled for the whole street to hear that he had betrayed the Potters. Sirius Tried to curse him but before he could Peter muttered a killing curse within 20 meters of himself which resulted to killing a certain amount of Muggles, took off his index finger and turned into rat. He scampered into the sewer and joined all the other rats.

Sirius was so mad that he just felt like screaming and shouting but instead there was hollow bitter laughter and he realized that it was coming from him. He didn’t even know why. He tried stop but couldn’t, and then he felt two sets of arms grabbing him by the arms and hauling him to God knows where. He tried resisting, but the arms that were holding him had a really firm grip. He resisted even more and with a good result started getting loose. So he kicked and squirmed to get fully out their clutching arms, ran flat out still with that hollow laugh and dissaperated somewhere.

To the place he was disappareating to he made sure he fully stopped laughing so as to turn into his wolf form.

He ended up in a grassy pasture and concentrated really hard to become a wolf.

He wanted to make that pathetic little rodent pay, he didn’t know how to start looking for him gut he was going to search the earth high and low till he caught him.

He was really angry at Hagrid. How could he have just handed Harry over without a fight? Last time he handed something over to someone else they just happened to be betrayed by their own friend. He swore to himself that he would take matters into his own hands and get Harry.

He kept on running flat out, trying to find Harry’s Aunt and Uncle. It would defiantly be no picnic, he had to sneak in there, grab Harry and high tail and run out of there.

He had to rely upon his wolf instincts and try to find Harry’s scent but it definitely wouldn’t be easy.

After a while he finally came across a familiar scent. He just hoped that Harry was fine or there’d be hell to pay. Just because he could smell his scent didn’t mean that he would be okay.

He went up closer to take a closer look at the vacant house. He got up real close and lifted his shaggy head. He had to make sure that he wouldn’t be seen. By the look of things Harry’s Aunt and Uncle appeared to be asleep cause all the lights seemed to be out. All was clear so he took a couple of steps back and once again became a fully-grown man. He made sure not to make any noise so as not to wake them up. He quietly opened up the door and peered inside. He shut the door really quietly and took some really quiet steps and looked about. Along the line he heard a loud snort come from one of the occupied rooms. Sirius just froze on the spot hoping that he could go by unnoticed. The Muggle who gave out that loud snort seemed to have died down and stopped. He just let out a huge silent sigh knowing that no one seemed to know that someone else was vacant in his or her household.

He searched the house for Harry and came across a little broom cupboard. He didn’t know why but something inside him was telling him to open it up, I guess it was some sort of instinct. He grasped the handle and gently opened the cupboard door. When he had he noticed that in the middle of the room was a small sized crib. He walked towards it and peered inside to take a look and noticed a little lightning bolt scar upon his small delicate forehead. He bent down to pick him up and just as he brought his hands down Harry just opened his small emerald green eyes and didn’t even make any ounce of noise so he picked him up with no difficulty whatsoever and held him to his chest and walked out of the room.

Just as he was getting to the front room he noticed a big fat bulky man who Sirius supposed was Harry’s Uncle and just stopped. It looked like he was about to say something and he did.

“Hey, who the bloody hell are you?!” He screamed, getting the attention of two other people, supposedly Harry’s Aunt who was Lily’s sister, Harry’s mother. “THAT’S MY NEPHEW! GIVE HIM HERE OR I’LL CALL THE COPS” The strange ugly fat man said, all his chins wobbling.

Give Harry to Him? No way! Like Sirius really cared if that man called the muggle police. He was laughing on the inside. Let them try, they’d just be wasting their pitiful time. He could see that woman running to some unknown muggle device and started talking. He knew he had to get out of there so he just secured Harry to make sure that nothing happened to him and just disapperated out of there.

as you can all see ive decided to change the plot and im not making it hp related. im changing the plot entierly to make it that Sirius never ended up inside Azkaban. plz tell me what you think.

I like your story, it's really interesting!
Keep up the good work!

I like the change, when you write your own thing it comes so much more alive, the previous parts were a little uninspired when you wrote about what was documented in the books anyway. I like the new bit, AU Sirius' life. And nice if it still ends the same way - shows that our choices don't affect our destiny!

It is really good and interesting, so keep it up

thanx everyone. should i make Sirius die in the end or keep him alive? id like to know what everyone thinks

He ended up in a nice and quiet enclosure. Sirius found a comfy looking seat and decided to take a seat for a while while he sat down to have a nice little think while he felt a nice cool breeze adrift his face. He looked down at Harry to make sure that he was all right and he was. He just watched him, transfixed upon his entrancing emerald eyes and his black messy hair. Yep, Sirius had a hunch that Harry would turn out to be just like his father, although he hoped. Then it would be like having his best friend back. Looked away and shaked his head. No, he had to figure out on what he was going to do now, where was he to go? He needed to figure that out.

Harry was just making little gurgling noises and upon hearing this, Sirius peered down at him and for the first time in awhile just smiled and he just ruffled up his black messy hair.

After awhile it all of a sudden felt chilly. In the distance Sirius could just make out some cloaked figures lurking in the distance. He peered down at Harry and saw that he was starting to whimper dew to the cold and then he was just bawling his eyes out.

Dementors, he thought to himself. He gently secured Harry in one arm and took out his wand with the other and hurled them back with a Hex.

He tried dissaperating but the Dementors just took too much energy out of him so he just started sprinting real fast making sure that Harry was securely in his arm.

He hexed them once again and maimed them off course for a little while and once again tried to dissaperate and this time he was quite successful.

He didn’t know where he ended up nor did he care, all he cared was getting Harry to safety.

He kept on running till he came upon a deserted house, which looked like no one was occupying. So he ran straight to the house, put heaps of protecting charms around it, used the Fidilus charm upon it and ran straight inside. Once inside he tended to Harry, rocking him gently so as to try and calm him down.

He took a closer look and saw that he was shivering to the bone. Sirius didn’t blame him; dementors were horrible things, enough to make anyone shiver.

He to try and think back a couple of years to see what could help. Then he remembered chocolate. He had to try and make chocolate milk for him so he conjured some up, added a bit of sleeping drought and pressed it towards Harry’s waiting lips.

But Harry just refused the milk still crying heavily.

He had to get Harry to comply; it was the only way to which he would get better. He decided upon a new tactic, which was to squeeze just a little amount of the chocolate milk into his mouth. Once in there Harry just swallowed and when he did he guzzled all the rest down.

Upon seeing this, Sirius took the bottle away just a little bit so Harry wouldn’t choke.

Harry just drank a quarter of it, not even able to drink half and just fell straight to sleep. Slumbering peacefully.

Sirius stumbled across a room in which to put Harry but first he had to conjure up a crib in which to place him. Once done he gently placed the sleeping Harry inside, making sure to put a few extra blankets to cover him up to make sure that he was warm enough and placed a soft kiss upon his small little forehead.

Sirius chose to sleep in the same room as him cause he wasn’t going to take any chances.

He conjured himself a bed, laid down amongst it and fell straight asleep.

that was really good and i think if you changed the story that much change Sirius's ending and not make him die

love the story its great keep it going

ye, im going to make Sirius live, however, Sirius is my favourite charcter in all the hp series. he's so gr8. *sighs*

for da story should i go forward a couple of yrs and make Harry a bit older, lets say around 4 or more or anything like dat? or should i just continue on from when he's just just a baby.

yea, you should go a little further in the life and while you do thst show what happens over the years or something like that

any suggestions?

Nope..just kidding. How about when Harry first shows sign of magic, like he makes something blow up or something, and how Sirius reacts to it? I don't know, it's just a suggestion, you don't have to do it.

hmmmmm. that sound good. like if Harry were to fall or something?

Should i also have Sirius go out with a woman and have a son of his own when Harry turns 11 and starts his 1st yr at Hogwarts cause Sirius feels rather lonely now that Harry has gone?
and what about when Harry takes his first steps or does that sound rather stupid.

no, it dont and it is your story to do the thing with the girl and have another kid and if you do that show how harry feels and how sirius feel throughout everything

Yeah, yall have good ideas. I'm not creative I wouldn't even be able to think of any ideas like that.

yea you could if you try and if you hsve sn imagination

I don't have any imagination. Anyway, I'd rather read a story instead of writing one.

i kind of would as well but its good tom write it if other ppl enjoy and read it

It was dark. He didn’t know what was going on. He tried to open them but realization struck, he couldn’t. He attempted this several times but unsuccessfully failed. They were so heavy that he thought he was blind.

He flailed his small pint sized fists in the air and cried out in pure frustration. No help was coming, so he screamed out in sheer terror not knowing what was going on. Tears gushing down his small soft face.

On the bed below a man heard the screams of a wailing baby. His eyes opening in a flash, he pulled the covers off of him and threw them aside and stood up.

But unfortunately something happened before he could reach there.

The little wailing baby became so terrified that he happened to transport himself over to that man. He didn’t know who he was but decided upon the fact that he was a nice man.

Out of nowhere baby Harry suddenly appeared in his outstretched arms. He quickly wrapped both arms around him and held him close trying to sooth his wailing cries. Wow, he thought to himself. He had actually done magic all by himself. Sirius couldn’t be more proud of him then he was than.

He smiled down upon him thinking that baby Harry was going to become a great knowing wizard. He also knew that Harry’s parents, Lily and James Potter would also be really proud of him as well.

“There there.” He said, wondering what was wrong. Then he just thought that he was hungry.

So he got the remainder of the chocolate milk and brang it to his lips.

But Harry just tried to swoosh it away, still scared that he’lld never be able to see again. Then after a little while he just gave up hope in defeat and found to his surprise that his eyes slowly opened, revealing to him the man who had him cradled in his arms.

The crying suddenly stopped and a little trace of a smile appeared upon his lips. He then started making gurgling noises and suddenly put his thumb towards his mouth and sucked for a bit. After sucking his thumb for a while he looked up towards the man and then said. “Dada”

Sirius didn’t know what to say, he was speechless. He was actually really flattered to say the least. Then he smiled really warmly towards Harry and decided later when he was older that he was not Harry’s farther but godfather.

His heart just melted at the mere site of him. All he could say was that he just loved Harry severely. Words just couldn’t describe how much. He was just so glad now that Harry was living with him and not his Aunt or Uncle.

As the years passed he watched Harry grow, take his first steps and said some sentences.

When he was four Sirius told Harry that he was his godfather and his father cause as he was growing up with him he kept calling him ‘dad’.

But Sirius did have to admit that he did like it.

“Your not my dad?” He said in such a cute four-year-old voice.

Sirius just thought that Harry was adorable and he was so proud of him.

“No, sorry Harry, I’m not.”
“Then who is? And who is my mum? And what happened to dem?”

Sirius just sighed. He did owe Harry the truth and since he asked he was going to get it. “Well Harry, both of your parents are dead and if anything were to happen to them you would of come to live with me since you are now.”

“What are dere names?”

Sirius just smiled at him. “Lily and James Potter. They both died trying to protect you.” Sirius just turned away for a sec, his voice about to break so he just waited a bit before carrying on. The he just turned back to Harry. “You see Harry, There’s this wizard out there somewhere who’s trying to kill you and wants you dead. You asked me before why you could never go outside well that’s because he’d find you really quickly and try to kill you and I just don’t want to lose you.” He whispered the last few words, turned away and wiped his eyes of some stray tears, which were trickling down his face.

Harry just stared at his godfather, watching him wipe away some stray tears. He was really scared to say the least, terrified. Why would some wizard want to come and try to kill him. What had he ever done to him? Nothing, that’s what. He was just shaking a little, trying to take this all in.

That was so good. Post more soon.

That was really good!clapping

do you still have writers block, post soon

After a bit Harry just turned to his godfather and asked. “Why do I have scar on my forehead Sirius?”

Sirius was just pondering the answer; after all he didn’t really know quite how to answer him since he didn’t know the answer himself.
How did Harry get that scar upon his forehead?
Sirius wondered, still pondering the answer. He than looked at Harry and just saw him staring at him, waiting for an answer.

Well supposedly Lily just sacrificed herself in order to save Harry. So he just guessed this and just told Harry.

Harry just traced the line of his lightning bolt scar.

Sirius just wondered if he should tell Harry that he was indeed famous and that the whole of the wizardry world but thought it best not to live with that burden and would wait till he was somewhat older.

A couple of days later the Daily Prophet came out and Sirius had got some kind of colourful bird, attached a letter with a few gallons on the birds leg and the bird flew off.

A few days later the big colourful bird came back with the Daily Prophet.

Sirius just walked over to a seat and sat down, opened up the Daily Prophet and read:

The Famous Harry Potter hasn’t been heard for over three years, says Reeta Skeeter.
People are just assuming that he is in fact dead. Everyone’s come to the conclusion that Sirius Black, a convict murderer has killed one Harry Potter.
This is how everyone thinks that he killed him. He broke into Harry’s Aunt and Uncles place, tried to kill them, got little baby Harry and was off.
Peter Pettigrew’s parents are just heart broken to know that there one and only son was killed at the hands of one Sirius Black.
They’d both want nothing more than to see him rot in hell, days Mr and Mrs Pettigrew, says Reeta Sceeta.
The Wizardring World have heaps of Auroras on the lookout for him. And when they get him they’ll lock him up in Azkaban and perform the kiss.
Warning: Sirius Black is not to be taken lightly, but to be taken seriously.
We’ve even got all the Muggles on the lookout.
Reeta Sceeta.

Sirius closed the Daily Prophet, put his hand to his head and shook his head. He just still couldn’t believe that people still believed that crap. He hated not ever being able to go outside this house and getting some fresh air. Sirius knew that he couldn’t. Besides, he had a responsibility and that was Harry. Harry would always come first, no matter what.

Sirius just looked up and saw Harry looking at him.

“What ya reading Sirius?”
“The Daily Prophet”

Harry didn’t know what the Daily Prophet was and he wanted to know. “What’s that?”

“Its something that the Wizardring world read.” Sirius ran his hand through his hair and just thought for a minute. What did Muggles call it? Well, Sirius didn’t know.

He looked back at Harry.

“Oh.” He walked over to try and have a proper look. “Can I see please?”

Sirius just thought that he’d show him. “Sure.” Was the reply.

“What does it say?”

So Sirius just read everything to him and thought that this would be a good time to tell him that he was Famous.

“I’m famous?”
“Yes, you are.”
“Why didn’t you tell me this beforehand?”
Sirius sighed really deeply. “You wouldn’t have understood when you were younger.

Harry thought a bit about that and came to the conclusion that perhaps Sirius did have a point. But it certainly made him a bit angry inside.

Then after a while he just forgot about it, went over to Sirius and tried to hug him.

Sirius just lifted him up and placed him upon his lap and stroked his very messy hair with a smile plastered on his face.

That was great, post more soon

Both Me and Jess love Your Story. It's Very Intreasting. I like your angle.

Laura & JESS

its good...but how old is harry? because if hes only four...hes a bit young to be using words like "beforehand"

ye he is 4 and next chapter im going to make him become 11

I think you should make him die i mean i love sirius just as much as the next grl but i thnk u shuld stay true to the series that way the rest of his life seems more believeable.

dont listen to that because my friend was using my name and put her own opinion and I think you should stay original how I told you earlier post soon

ye, im not going to kill off Sirius cause he is my favorite character in the Harry Potter series and i also want him to live

That is what I am saying, but my friend is stupid(lol jk) and thinks you should when you have gone so far from the story already you should just stay with not following

iv decided to do a remake of this story and also do it a bit differently and its going to be called Sirius Doesn't Get Into Azkaban. so u can just look for it