[Sirius gave a small, bitter, laugh.] Yeah...I'm supposed to be 'The Heir of the House of Black'...like I'd want to be. Not that it matters now, earned myself a banishing the minute I ran away from home.
[He shook his head, that bitter smirk still in place. It was amusing on some level, but it wasn't part of this story, not really.]
Anyway...we weren't doing so well, our little resistance. Things weren't looking so good when, suddenly, we get this prophecy about his downfall and that it's supposed to be brought around by a child born on a certain date; there were only two kids who fit the prophecy.
Well, both sides foundd out about this prophecy because, as it happened, our side had a leak and no one knew who it was. Consequently, the families of these two kids were targeted. One of these families were James and Lily...their son, Harry, was born on the right day. They went into hiding and used a powerful spell to hide themselves. This spell makes them impossible to find unless you know the password that 'unlocks' the spell. One person is left with this password, like holding a key, and that's the 'secret keeper.'
[He stopped a moment, catching up and sorting his thoughts as the events played through in his mind. It felt like so long ago...but he could still see everything perfectly in his mind.]
They chose me to be their secret keeper and...I...I was fine with that...I would have rather died than give it up...but I urged them to switch to Peter because I thought I was too obvious a choice and no one would think Peter would be their keeper. They...they made the switch and we didn't tell anyone, not even Remus.
[Guilt washed over him again as that dark part of his mind berated him again for his unfair judgement on the man he was supposed to have loved.]
But...Peter...Peter was the leak. He was working for the other side...and he gave away their secret. Voldemort killed Lily and James....and he tried to kill Harry...but the killing spell he used backfired and hit him instead.
[...]
I had gone to check on them that night...I found their bodies.
FFF It'll get worse. 8D;
[He shook his head, that bitter smirk still in place. It was amusing on some level, but it wasn't part of this story, not really.]
Anyway...we weren't doing so well, our little resistance. Things weren't looking so good when, suddenly, we get this prophecy about his downfall and that it's supposed to be brought around by a child born on a certain date; there were only two kids who fit the prophecy.
Well, both sides foundd out about this prophecy because, as it happened, our side had a leak and no one knew who it was. Consequently, the families of these two kids were targeted. One of these families were James and Lily...their son, Harry, was born on the right day. They went into hiding and used a powerful spell to hide themselves. This spell makes them impossible to find unless you know the password that 'unlocks' the spell. One person is left with this password, like holding a key, and that's the 'secret keeper.'
[He stopped a moment, catching up and sorting his thoughts as the events played through in his mind. It felt like so long ago...but he could still see everything perfectly in his mind.]
They chose me to be their secret keeper and...I...I was fine with that...I would have rather died than give it up...but I urged them to switch to Peter because I thought I was too obvious a choice and no one would think Peter would be their keeper. They...they made the switch and we didn't tell anyone, not even Remus.
[Guilt washed over him again as that dark part of his mind berated him again for his unfair judgement on the man he was supposed to have loved.]
But...Peter...Peter was the leak. He was working for the other side...and he gave away their secret. Voldemort killed Lily and James....and he tried to kill Harry...but the killing spell he used backfired and hit him instead.
[...]
I had gone to check on them that night...I found their bodies.