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cloak to prevent himself from collapsing. "Dumbledore gave me orders. I'll take him
straight there."
Sirius did not ask where "there" was, though he supposed he should have. All he
knew now was that Harry needed to be kept safe, and Dumbledore would know what to
do. James had said Dumbledore knew what he and Lily had wanted. Dumbledore would
take care of everything.
"Take my bike. I know you're not supposed to be using magic," Sirius said while
wiping the tears from his face, forcing himself to keep his eyes from looking down at Lily's
body. "I don't want you to risk Apparition while carrying Harry, and the bike will get you
where you need to go safely and fast."
Hagrid nodded and moved to leave, but Sirius stayed the man's hand and leant
forward, pressing a kiss to Harry's forehead before whispering, "It'll be okay, Harry. I'm...
I'm going to take care of things and then come for you. I'll see you soon."
He watched as Hagrid left the house, Harry in tow. Once they were out of his sight,
Sirius collapsed at the top of the stairs of the cottage, burying his head in his hands and
wailing loudly as grief completely overtook him.
Frozen on the precipice of utter devastation, all he could think about was that Mia
would know what to do—how to move forward. She would know what to do about James
and Lily, she would know how to contact Remus or whether or not he could even be
trusted. She would know how to find Peter; or Peter's body, considering the man had to be
dead. Then again, she probably would not have wanted to. Mia had never gotten on well
with Peter.
"I just mean... Peter and I aren't close like I am with the pair of you."
When they were kids, she had a right to her opinions, of course. Peter was not the
brave sort. He did not jump into the fight like the rest of the Gryffindors. It was why he
was perfect for a Secret-Keeper.
"What'd Peter ever do to you?"
"Did he do something to you? Say something?"
"No. He just... I don't know. I don't trust him."
If Sirius thought long and hard about it, Mia had had a point. Peter had a habit of
speaking without thinking. His reaction to Remus being a werewolf had not been as