31 October , 1981

[thewholeofthemoon]

He was meant to be going overseas. Meant to be finding allies, looking for ways to subvert the werewolves away from Voldemort. Remus knew that what they were really doing was trying to keep him as separate from the rest of the Order as possible. Knowledge that hurt, certainly, but he could understand. To a point.

That point being the fact that his best friends for years seemed to believe it, too.

He was, however, running late for his ferry. It would attract less attention than magic, but it meant he really did need to be moving. He'd forgotten some books at the Order's main house, which meant he had to run back to get them.

It was why he was there when the news came in about the attack on Godric's Hollow. Everybody was talking and running around at the same time, trying to decide what to do. Remus, on the other hand, ducked into the bathroom and plugged the sink, running water into it as he searched through his pockets. He pulled out a lock of hair, brushing his thumb over it before he took out his wand to do the scrying spell, dropping the lock into the water. Once he had the location, he grabbed up the lock, breaking the spell. Then he apparated.

He arrived in Godric's Hollow, unsurprisingly. Remus looked around, then started as he finally saw who he was looking for. "Sirius!"

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[grimbiker]

Sirius couldn't say how long he'd been standing there. After handing the motorcycle to Hagrid and seeing that Harry was safe with him, he went inside the broken house to see what he had done. They were both dead. James's glasses were broken. Lily's bright eyes were dull. There, holding the man who had been his best friend, the tears finally came and with it a sudden resolve.

Grabbing his wand tightly Sirius had charged out of the house, lingering in the doorway as he considered where to being his search. To say it was hard to think would be an understatement. Memories came filtering through his mind, first in flashes and then longer and clearer. The four of them happy, back in school. James and Lily's wedding. Harry's birth. And Peter-- he was always there laughing with them. Laughing at them.

Murderer.

By the time Remus arrived Sirius's face was still pale from shock but he shook with rage. When he heard the crack of apparation Sirius instinctively turned his wand on Remus. He froze for a moment. His grey eyes widened. The trembling of his hand grew more pronounced when he lowered his wand.

"Moony." Sirius's voice was harsh and threatened to break. "It wasn't me. It wasn't. Peter--"