chapter 1

(disclaimer: all characters except Mary and Mrs. Bates belong to J.K. Rowling.)

(A/N- my first fanfic. please review! it's sad but i hope you like it!)

5-year-old Mary Potter stood beside the bed which cradled the dead body of the old woman who had taken care of her for the past 4 years, Fiona Bates. Mrs. Bates had been a kind old woman, and even though she was a Muggle, she had not been bothered by the fact that Mary was a witch. Mary's eyes filled up with tears, but she did not cry.

(5 years ago......)

"Aren't they beautiful?" said Lily Potter as she stood next to her husband, James, and their best friend, Sirius Black. All three of them smiled down into the crib, where the newly born twins, Harry and Mary Potter, slept peacefully. James and Lily turned to Sirius.

"Sirius," James said, "Lily and I had been wondering, would you like to be the twins' godfather?"

"Of course, James," he replied beamingly, and hugged them both.

Yet not one of these people knew that their lives would soon be shattered, and someone who thought was their friend all their lives, would soon betray them.

(1 year after that)

Sirius went into the Potters' house, already knowing what he would find inside. He stepped inside and saw from afar, the dead bodies of two of his best friends, James and Lily Potter. He sank down onto his knees, shocked at what he found. He crawled over to their bodies, and held them in his arms.

"No," he whispered. "Please God no."

Tears streamed down his face. They were tears of fury, guilt, anger, and sadness. He should never have told them to switch to Peter.

Peter. That bit of filth. That insignificant scumbag who only cared for himself. Sirius would get him someday. He would get his revenge, and make Peter feel the pain that Sirius was feeling now.

A few minutes later, as Sirius was still sobbing over James and Lily, a large figure appeared at the door. It was Hagrid.

"Sirius?" he said softly. Sirius turned and saw that Hagrid was crying too. "I-I see you've found out."

Sirius could only nod, he was still sobbing. Hagrid walked over and put his arm around him.

"My b-best friends," said Sirius quietly. He couldn't believe it. He didn't want to.

"How yeh can 'arm someone who's never 'armed another person is beyond me," said Hagrid angrily, gesturing to Lily and James.

Sirius stood up and looked in Hagrid's arms. There, lying awake silently wrapped up in a blanket, was tiny Harry Potter.

"Let me take him, Hagrid," said Sirius. "I'm his godfather."

Hagrid frowned. He was almost ready to just give Harry up to his godfather. He would be so much happier with him than with the Dursleys. But Dumbledore had said that he had to live there. And Dumbledore had his reasons.

"I'm sorry, Sirius," he said, "but Dumbledore told me ter take 'im straight to his aunt and uncle's house."

"Oh," said Sirius. He didn't want this to happen. He knew that the Dursleys were the worst sort of Muggles one could ask for. Hated magic.

Hagrid turned to leave, but Sirius stopped him.

"Hagrid?" he said, "could I please hold Harry for just one minute. Then you can take him to his aunt and uncle's."

"All right," said Hagrid, handing him to Sirius.

He looked down at his godson, and smiled.

And Harry smiled back.

Sirius kissed him on the cheek and looked at Hagrid. He knew it was time to give Harry back, and he did. But it was one of the hardest things he had ever done.

"You can have my motorbike," said Sirius to Hagrid. "I don't need it anymore."

"Thanks," he said, staring at Sirius in a strange way, but he was grateful. "Take care of yerself, Sirius."

"You too," he replied.

" 'Bye, then," said Hagrid

"Goodbye, Hagrid," said Sirius gloomily. The motorbike took off into the night, and he whispered, " Goodbye, Harry."

He crept back inside the house to spend one last moment with his friends, and heard a faint crying coming from the nursery. He ran in and saw little Mary Potter in a corner, crying softly. When she saw him she stopped crying and smiled.

Sirius smiled and his eyes welled up with tears. He scooped her up in his arms and held her tightly. She laughed.

"Poor Mary," Sirius thought sadly. "She has no idea that her parents, two of the greatest people in the world, are now dead."

He obviously couldn't leave her here, so he had to take her back to his house. He took her out to the living room and sat her down, not facing James and Lily. He didn't want her to see them dead.

"Sweet, sweet James and Lily," he said tearfully. He kissed them both on the forehead before leaving them for the last time.

The next morning when Sirius awoke, Mary was still sleeping. He didn't want to leave her, but he needed to take a walk. Besides, she would be safe there. He made his way down the street and saw an unfortunately familiar face. Peter Pettigrew's.

His whole body filled with an intense rage and hate for Peter and what he had done. Before he knew what he was doing, he was running after Pettigrew as fast as he could. Peter tried to escape, but he was chubby and had never been very fast. Soon Sirius had him cornered, and he pulled out his wand. Pettigrew looked scared, but for some reason sure of himself.

"How could you, Peter?!" Sirius exclaimed in fury. "You-you-" He couldn't seem to know any insult that would be good enough.

Peter reached into his pocket and pulled out a knife. Sirius watched in horror as Peter cut off his own finger.

Then, with an evil smirk on his face, he cried, "Lily and James, Sirius, how could you?"

"What the hell are you doing? Why you little treacherous-


Peter had blown up the street with the wand behind his back, transformed, and ran into the sewer with the other rats. Sirius emerged unharmed, but Ministry of Magic officials swooped down on him from all sides, and whisked innocence away to Azkaban for life.

Back at Sirius's house, Mary awoke and crawled out of her crib and onto his front lawn. An old woman walked past and looked at her. "Well I can't just leave you sitting here!" she exclaimed as she picked Mary up and took her back to her house. This old woman was named Fiona Bates, who would be Mary's guardian for the next four years. Which leads us back to our story, four years later.

(A/N-sorry that the flashback stuff was so long. hope it didn't bore you. just thought it was important.)