"I should have. We should have." They'd thought themselves so clever, hadn't they? Why not use loyal little Pete, let Sirius be a decoy. Couldn't trust Remus, who had been so distant. What idiots they'd been, and Lily and Harry had paid the price. "It was the perfect plan, Padfoot. I thought so too. It should have worked."
James managed a smile at that, tired and worn-out as he felt. "He survived Voldemort. I have so many questions." So many questions but so little energy to hear the answers. Sirius provided some, though, stilted as they were. There were so many things that didn't make sense. "Of course he did. He was always good at getting out of sticky situations." That had been a very useful trait during their exploits at Hogwarts and for the Order.
"Why didn't you tell anyone? Dumbledore?" They were questions that didn't require an answer. He knew what it was like. Crouch rarely left time for a trial, let alone questioning, when it came to Death Eaters. It was death or Azkaban, and Sirius would have been no exception. "Where's Harry now? Did Dumbledore let Remus have him? I need to get to him, Sirius. He's been without us for...fuck. How long? How long since that night?"