A/N: Thanks to B for an amazing beta!
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A shaggy black dog roamed the Forbidden Forest, thinking of
his next move. Sirius Black was
frustrated and angry, and his mind wasn’t completely sound after spending
twelve years in the hands of Dementors.
A simple thought was jammed in his mind, refusing to budge. I must get revenge on Peter. He killed James—he betrayed us. No--stop it. Get a hold of yourself.
Moony needs you, and so does your godson. Harming Peter won’t help you. No matter how hard he tried to stop it, the thought was
incessant. I must get revenge on
Peter. He killed James—he betrayed us. I must get revenge on Peter… He knew transfiguring out of his Animagus
form would help clear his mind, but it was too risky. The creatures in the forest would know who he was.
Sirius’s last attempts to get inside Gryffindor Tower had
been disastrous. He forgot about the
Fat Lady’s portrait. The idea of
revenge was so strong that needing a password had slipped his mind. All she said was "You are not allowed
in without a password." Angered,
Sirius had thrashed the picture with a knife, although it did not help him open
the porthole in the least. He simply
fled from the building, hoping he would not get caught committing this
Sirius sighed. There
was no way to get inside Gryffindor Tower without the password. From what he’d heard Gryffindor students
saying on the castle lawn, their temporary replacement was a horrific
guardian. He changed the password so
often that the students couldn’t even remember it themselves, let alone let it
slip in front of Sirius. Sirius
remembered Sir Cadogan from when he was a student at Hogwarts himself. The knight had always been quite annoyingly
watchful. Sirius looked up at
the sun. It was dinnertime at the
castle, and he couldn’t resist a stroll around the grounds, hoping to find some
sort of clue about the password to Gryffindor Tower. Perhaps Crookshanks would be able to help. He roamed along the paths to the greenhouses
and the gamekeeper’s hut. He searched
all the greenhouses and the area in which Care of Magical Creatures lessons
were held. Sirius thoroughly inspected
everywhere on the grounds he remembered visiting as a student.
Then, Crookshanks found him. He bounded up to him with delight, proudly showing him a slip of
parchment wedged between her teeth.
Sirius took it from him and leapt into the depths of the forest, hoping
to transfigure quickly and see if what Crookshanks had picked up was of any
Crookshanks," Sirius muttered, now in his human form. The parchment she had picked up was simply a
list of random words.
He studied the parchment, still thinking about obtaining the
password to Gryffindor Tower. He
remembered what the passwords had been like when he was a Gryffindor. He glanced back down at the parchment. Maybe these are the Gryffindor passwords,
he suddenly realized. Crookshanks
wasn’t being so stupid after all.
Tonigh.t he decided. I’ll go into the castle tonight.
Sirius transformed back into his Animagus form, and waited
for the sun to set. The time was slow
in passing, but darkness eventually fell over the forest. Sirius waited until several hours after dusk
before he set off for Hogsmeade. The
town was empty at the dead of night, and Sirius was unnoticed as he broke into
Honeydukes to use the passage to the castle.
He remained as Padfoot until he reached the picture of Sir Cadogan that
guarded the entrance to Gryffindor Tower.
Sirius took the parchment out of the pocket of words and
began reading off words "Oddsbodikins," he said.
"That is not the password."
"Grodric’s Owl?" he tried again.
"Lemonhead?" Sirius said hopefully.
"You may enter." Sirius set foot in the
Gryffindor Common Room. It feels
good to be home, he thought.
Although Sirius had had loving, wizarding parents, Hogwarts had always
been more a home to him than his parents’ house. He surveyed the common room, recalling memories of times past,
spent with the Marauders when they had been less-than-innocent children. It had been in that chair that Sirius had
told Remus that he knew his secret. It
had been at that table that Sirius, James, Peter, and Remus had finished the
Marauder’s map. James had been sitting
in that chair when he told Sirius he’d had his successful transfiguration into
the stag. It had been in that sofa that
Lily and James had shared their first kiss, although they were unaware that
Sirius had witnessed this. Sirius felt
a smile form on his lips for the first time in twelve years. He knew that the childish glare had returned
to his eyes. He wanted to be a kid
again, causing mischief and running around the corridors in the deadness of
night. He wanted his worst fear to be
expulsion. He wanted James and Remus
back. He wanted a normal life. However, Sirius wasn’t going to get these
wants, and the person responsible for the chaos in Sirius’s life was simply up
the stairs to the boy’s dormitory. With
a realization of his true purpose here, Sirius climbed the stairs to the
He found the door marked "third year boys." Sirius smiled once again. This had been his dormitory when he was a
boy at Hogwarts. He knew that Ronald
Weasley, who had been keeping Wormtail as a pet, lived in this room. Cautiously, Sirius opened the door and
allowed himself into the room. He
noticed that Harry was also in Ron’s year, and couldn’t resist the
temptation. He tiptoed over to Harry’s
bedside, watching his godson sleep. His
chest rose and fell with each breath, and Sirius could tell he was having
pleasant dreams. He studied the face of
the boy-who-lived. He looked just like
his father, most innocent when sleeping.
Sirius noticed the Firebolt resting at his bedside. Good.
They let him keep it, he thought.
Harry stirred, and Sirius remembered the purpose of his being here. He crept over to the bed next to
Harry’s, and began to search the area for the rat. Sirius could not find him anywhere. He held out a knife, searching for his prey, when the boy awoke.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Ron bellowed.
Sirius frantically slashed at the curtains, trying to escape
before he was caught. He transformed
back into his Animagus form before he jumped out of the window onto a section
of the roof below. He was aware that he
would be safe doing this. Ron slept in
the bed that had been his all seven of his years at Hogwarts, and this was how
Sirius had escaped from the castle on the nights of full moons to be with Moony
during his transformation.
Sirius made his way back to the forest, feeling defeated at his
cause. Someday, I will get you,
Peter. Some way.