Harry Potter short story's

Halloween 1981

'Please, please, please let them be okay.' Sirius whispered.

He was walking towards James and Lily's house. He would have spend this Halloween with Remus, but after he heard a rumor about a tragic incident in Godric's Hollow, he immediately Apparated to the village.

When he saw the front door of the house was open and the lights were off,  Sirius knew something was wrong straight away.

While holding his breath, he entered the house. He closed the door behind him and turned around.

James was laying on the floor.

And he wasn't breathing.

Sirius body froze, and his sight went blurry as he fell to the floor next to James' body.

He couldn't believe it.

He was shaking and he couldn't see anymore because of all the tears streaming down his cheeks.

Then, suddenly, he heard a sound coming from one of the bedrooms one floor above him.

Lily! Oh please let her and Harry be safe!

Sirius slowly stood up, and even though he felt weak, he walked upstairs.

Harry's bedroom door was opened, so Sirius entered it.

The lights weren't on, but he didn't need them to see the lifeless body laying on the floor.

Lily.

Dead as well.

'No no no... You can't do this to me...'

Sirius looked around the room, but it was so dark he couldn't see anything else.

He moved his hand across the wall, searching for the light switch.

When he turned it on, he saw Harry sitting on his little bed, his little face wet with tears.

Sirius rushed towards him and picked him up. He also grabbed a blanket and put it over Harry's small body.

He hold him in such a way that Harry's face was turned towards him, and not towards Lily. He tried not to cry; he had to be strong for Harry.

'Pa'foot!' Harry mumbled.

But when Sirius heard Harry's voice, he broke again.

'It is okay, Harry. It's all okay...' He whispered through his tears.

Sirius walked towards the stairs, he couldn't bear seeing Lily's dead body laying on the floor anymore.

As he walked downstairs, he felt that his sweater was getting wet from Harry's tears, but he didn't mind.

Sirius tried to go to the living room, but when he saw James again, he lost it.

His legs were shaking until they couldn't support his weight anymore. With Harry still in his arms, Sirius sat down on the floor.

He tried to wipe his tears away, so they wouldn't fall on Harry's head, but it were so many it didn't really help.

Sirius still couldn't really believe that James and Lily were gone, but in his head he promised them that he would try and be the best Godfather for Harry that he could ever wish for.