The afternoon had won over, and the night sky displayed their stars. Rigel, Remus and Martha laid on their backs, admiring the light outs and pointing at the constellations and stars that both Martha and Remus had known. Rigel tried to remember them all, but instead looked for the brightest star. 

"Where's the Sirius star?" He asked, his eyes not breaking his concentration. 

"Well, let's see if we can see it first.." Martha answered, as Remus felt like he was going to break. Rigel helped his mother look for the star and looking at his uncle as he stood up. 

"It's getting a bit cold, I'll go get us blankets." Rigel nodded at his uncle and got closer to his mother as the wind picked up as well. It was nights like these that Rigel loved, and now looked forward to them more since his Uncle had appeared in his front door, and taking him into his arms as if he hadn't left. The sounds of Remus and Lucifurr rang loudly, causing both mother and son to share a quiet laugh. 

"Mum? Do you think I'll be able to see Harry again?" Martha smiled sadly, wanting to say nothing but a yes to her son, but she knew that was impossible. Even as a muggle, Martha had no clue where they had placed Harry and if he had survived that night. She remembers everyday on how close they had been to her home, and how she had to hide herself and her son. Every night she dreamt about the last conversation she had with Lily about their boys, it bought her to tears. Always wondering what would had happened if she was a witch, and was able to care for Lily, James and Harry.

"I don't know, Rigel. I think whenever the time comes, you'll be able to see Harry and how he has grown up. Just like you have."

"How about Dad?" Remus had gotten back up the roof again, when he heard Rigel ask the question he didn't really like to ask. He knew that the boy was let down every time he asked, but Rigel always thought there was at least a little bit of hope that he was going to see his father once again even if he didn't want to admit that he indeed have hope.

"I think your father..." Rigel knew the answer. It was the same answer to the same question. He wondered if any time of his life will the answer be different. He wondered when his father was going to appear, and if he was even going to see him out to Hogwarts. Rigel sighed and got closer to his mother, who had gotten the blanket from Remus's hold and closed his eyes, dreaming what would have been if his father was right beside him.

Sirius looked at the stone walls and drew another tally mark with a stone, counting down another night that he was not with his family. He dreaded every time he did the routine, but it was the only way he was counting the days his son has lived without him by his side. He wondered how Harry was doing,Rigel, where was Remus, where the bloody hell was Peter and if Martha had gotten him out of her life for good. He wouldn't blame her, he took in all the guilt that was put out for him. It was the only mental food that kept him alive, feeling that he needed the punishment he got after he had really analyzed everything that had happened years ago.

"Is the little Siri crying for his family" Bellatrix taunted from the cell across, her mess of curly hair covering her face, the dirt defining her smile. She continued to laugh and rock herself in a corner, whispering the name of him who shall not be named. Sirius said nothing in return. He counted sets of 365 tally marks, knowing that his bright star was going to start school soon and he was not there to experience the excitement of his pup. On another wall, he counted the years Harry was under the care of Lily's sister. "Sirius.. Sirius.. Your filthy half blood should be dead."

"QUIET!" Sirius screamed, his hands wrapping around the bars. "SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU CRAZY BITCH!" Bellatrix begins to manically laugh, as Sirius grabbed his hair and repeatedly screamed he was everything but guilty. Those around him laughed and pointed, knowing that the man was framed, and slowly will be as insane as his cousin who stared at him and copied every motion he continued to do.