AN: I know, I know, I really shouldn't be starting another story. I need to finnish the ones I already have written. Unfortunately inspiration struck and this is the result.

Disclaimer: I don't own or make a profit from Harry Potter or Marvel Comics.

Rating: T... for now. It may go up later.

Spoilers: Through OotP for Harry Potter (HBP will mostly be ignored). For Marvel... that'd be telling.

Timeline: Begins right after OotP for Harry Potter. For Marvel... just assume somewhere in the 90s back when X-Force, X-Men, X-Factor, Excalibur, Fantastic Four, and Avengers were all running around.Stryfe the Chaos Bringer, Apocalypse, Mr. Toliver, all alive.

Pairings: Harry/Luna, mentions of Sirius/Lily, Sirius/? (let's just leave it as a canon female charcter from Marvel), Remus/Tonks

Prologue

March, 1979

"Don't you think it odd?"

Peter Pettigrew blinked at Remus Lupin, unsure of what to make of the question. "Huh?"

"Think about it Wormtail." Remus sighed and shook his head. "Maybe I'm imagining it."

"Imagining what?"

"After four years of swearing that she would rather kiss a dementor, Lily agreed to go out on a date with James. It just seems odd."

Sure, it was kind of odd that at the end of sixth year, Lily had yelled at James for over an hour for being an "immature prat" who enjoyed "torturing those weaker than him" and then agreed to go out on a date with James on the second day of seventh year. James wasn't even acting any differently. He had just gotten better at avoiding being caught. Even after Auror training, James was still a practical joker.

If anybody had matured, it would be Sirius. Over the past couple of years Sirius's jokes had become less cruel and mean spirited (except in the case of Snivellus, who really did deserve it. Snivellus had tortured the younger students on a regular basis and referred to all Muggle-Borns as mudbloods). Peter didn't know what had happened, but somewhere between almost killing Snivellus, being thrown out by his family, and seventh year, Sirius had grown up.

"Maybe Lily changed her mind about Prongs."

Remus shrugged. "I suppose it's possible. We should get going. The weddings in a couple minutes."

"Why are you bringing this up on Prong's wedding day, anyway?"

"It was just something that… bothered me. Don't worry about it."

Following Remus out of the room, Peter reminded himself that he shouldn't care about his blood-traitor friends or James's mudblood intended. They would be dead soon enough.

Anybody who looked at Hit-Wizard Sirius Black at the wedding of James Potter and Lily Evans would see a cheerful man who, despite being an all around rogue had acted the part of the perfect gentleman. Nobody bothered to find out that Sirius's cheerfulness was just an act.

Not that Sirius had any intention of letting his happy façade slip. Sirius watched Lily and James exchange vows, wishing the entire time that it was him, not James. He watched Lily's vacant expression, the way her smile didn't quite reach her dead, dead avada-kedavra-eyes and cursed the day he had befriended James Potter.

As James slipped the wedding band on the appropriate finger, Sirius acknowledged that he should have known something was wrong with James long before the start of seventh year. James had obsessed over Lily for nearly a decade, since the beginning of third year.

Lily was the only woman who had ever refused James, something James would spend hours on end ranting about. Lily had never shown any interest in James. Over the years James's pranks had grown in level of danger, cruelty, and size, all culminating in the last full moon Christmas break, their sixth year…

"Don't worry about it, we wont actually let him die, just scare him a bit."

Sirius thought it over carefully. Remus would kill him if he found out what they were planning. And doing all this to get the attention of a girl? When would James understand that Lily wasn't interested in him?

"But telling him how to get past the Womping Willow?"

"Stop being a pansy. Snivellus deserves it."

How could he not have realized there was something wrong with James then? He'd known it was wrong, known it was an unforgivable betrayal, and he still went along with it.

Sirius sat in the chair, staring ahead unseeingly. He could feel Dubmledore's eyes on him, the customary twinkle gone.

"Mr. Potter has already told me what happened, Mr. Black. According to him, you told Mr. Snape how to get past the Womping Willow, knowing he would encounter Mr. Lupin in werewolf form. You then bragged to Mr. Potter and Mr. Pettigrew about your actions. If not for Mr. Potter's quick thinking, Mr. Snape would be dead."

He said nothing in his defense. What was the use? Everybody would believe James over himself. After all, Sirius was a member of the Black family. He was obviously a Dark Wizard.

James had "apologized" a couple days later, not that Sirius cared any more. The only reason Sirius was a Gryffindor and not a Slytherin was because he'd had no desire to be around Narcissa (that idiot was amazingly annoying). The hat had taken Sirius's reluctance to be around his cousin as a desire not to be placed in Slytherin.

Knowing that the only way to survive as a member of a "Dark Family" in a "Light" house was to act the part of a "light wizard," Sirius had quickly befriended James and Remus (both were from notable "Light Families"). He'd also made it quick clear that he "despised dark magic in all its forms."

Sirius had certainly been successful. By now everybody thought him to be the typical light wizard. He had no intention to disabuse this image of himself. And quite honestly he thought Voldemort an idiot. Many of the Muggle-Borns and Half-Bloods he knew were more intelligent than Pure-Bloods.

Even the Black family acknowledged that new blood was needed every once in a while to ensure that a family did not become too inbred. His own great great grandmother was a Muggle-Born. His uncle, Alphard, had made it clear that, judging by Bellatrix, it was probably time to bring new blood into the family once more. A half-blood or Muggle-Born.

Not that Sirius ever intended to marry. Not after… perhaps it was best not to think of such things. Sirius had little doubt that if he brooded too much over the past he would give in to his desire to hurt James, badly.

April, 1996

Remus let out a growl after Harry's head disappeared from the fire. "After his head shrunk a bit? James's head never shrunk."

"What was I supposed to tell him, Moony?" Sirius asked quietly. "The truth? That's not something which can be told in two minutes."

"But giving him a false image of his father? The others may not know what the real James Potter was like, but we do. We can't keep lying to him about this."

"Do you want me to tell him about what James did to Lily? We both know that Harry wouldn't deal well with it." Sirius shook his head.

"We can't keep lying to him either. Some of the things James did made Cissy look like a light witch in comparison."

Sirius looked down. "He'll blame us for not interfering. He was Muggle raised. He doesn't know our laws well enough to understand that we couldn't help Lily."

"I'm sure somebody's told him of the position women hold in the wizarding world."

"He's a Gryffindor and his best friend is a Weasley. He's never had a reason to question because most Gryffindors aren't Pure-Blood or come from families that don't care about tradition. I doubt Arthur or Molly would have told him that a witch is the property of her head of house until she marries and becomes the property of her husband. Do you really think he's been told that most women work only with the permission of their male guardian? He never got the introduction to the wizarding world that Muggle-borns receive."

Remus's eyes widened. "Why didn't they-"

"He's a Half-Blood, they thought he knew," Sirius explained. "We did our best to help Lily, we'll just have to hope Harry understands."

June, 1996

A large, black, grim-like dog sat in the back of an alley, reading a newspaper. The Daily Prophet was not particularly accurate or truthful, but it would have the information he needed.

Near the back of the newspaper was an obituary for Sirius Orion Black. According to the obituary Sirius Black had died in an attempt to break into the Department of Mysteries along with a dozen other Death Eaters.

At least he knew it had worked. Now to get a message to Harry…