A different life

Chapter 1: The flight

A Different Life

A/N: Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter; it all belongs to J. K Rowling. I only own my Oc characters.

Sirius Black had everything: a loving wife, perfect, loyal friends, and he even had a child on the way. Shortly said, he had the perfect life until one particular day that would change his life forever.

Sirius's POV:

I hummed quietly to the sound of an old song playing in the radio while decorating the room for my first child together with my wife, Cassiopeija. My first child. It still sounded too good to be true sometimes. Growing up at this horrendous house called Number 12, Grimauld Place, I never imagined having a great life like this. But now my life was perfect; soon my first child would be born, and the best part about that was that my child would grow up together with James Potter's child. Secretly, James and I both hoped that our children would be boys so that we could pass on the legacy of the marauders to them.

Today was the 30th of June, and little did I know that James's and my plan would never come to reality—because in one year, four months, and one day, my now perfect life and that of my future family would come to an end by a terrible betrayal.

One month later:

Today was July the 31st, and my wife and I couldn't be happier. Today our new little baby boy was born, and this was the funny thing about today: today was also the birth day of James's son, Harry. A few days later, and after Lily and Cassiopeija were calmed down enough from the exhaustion of birth, our two little families had a small party. All of our friends were invited: Moony, Wormtail, and a few other members of the Order who we trusted.

"To Harry James, son of James and Lily, and to Regulus Leonis, son of Sirius and Cassiopeija," said Remus, lifting his glass up in the air.

"To Harry and Regulus Leonis," repeated everyone in the room, lifting their glasses. The party was going well. All of my friends were talking and laughing and having a good time. If I had just known back then that one of them was a cold blooded betrayer, everything would have gone so differently.

"Sirius, can we talk to you for a second?" asked Lily, James standing behind her.

"Of course. Let's go into another room where it's a little bit quieter," I replied, leading them into a small room. "So what is it? If it's about being Secret-Keeper for your home again, then you know my answer. You know I can't do this," I told them. Back then, not being the Secret-Keeper and leaving it to Petegrew seemed like the best choice, but today I would do anything to make this decision undone.

"Actually, it's about something different, you see; we waited until now to ask you this because we feared that you would say no, but..." began Lily, but was quickly but was quickly interupted by James.

"We wanted to ask you if you if you want to be Harry's godfather."

I took my time to think, and then I spoke up. "Lily, James, as your best friend, it would be my honor to be Harry's godfather, but only under one condition." I paused, looking at James's and Lily's confused looking faces. I took in a large breath of air and finished my sentence. "If you, James, agree to be Regulus's godfather."

James looked at me, and then he began to laugh. "Of course, Padfoot, old friend. I will be your son's godfather no matter what happens," he said, clasping me on my shoulder.

The following months passed by in a blur. Harry and Regulus were growing really fast, and soon both kids began to crawl around the houses and explore everything. James and Lily often came by for a visit with Harry. Now, Harry and Regulus were really exhausting to deal with when they were alone, but when they were together, they were almost unstoppable. They both caused trouble everywhere they crawled. They were like James and me in mini versions.