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It's a bit darker than some of my stories, a bit more violent. There will be killing, cursing, abuse, everything so I am just warning you now.
He would never regret seeking the Orders help for finding his baby. He had sought the help of specific order members knowing they would help him. He did not regret doing everything in his power to bring home his son but at the same time, with the situation they were in now he was a little less glad he had gotten them into this. He wanted his child back and now...now they were in a room, on their knees, arms behind their backs with wands to their throats. Now there would be no one left to look for him.
They had thought they tracked him down but ended up getting into a fight with a group whom they did not even know how they were involved. They were hit wizards of a sort and very strong, it had not taken them long to fight the order members. Now they were literally there, awaiting their fate and they could not do anything. "Bring him out," the man ordered. Him who was him? Why weren't they killing them right now?
Sirius struggled against his captors, they all fought harder against their bindings. They knew that anyone that these men would be bringing out would be dangerous, more so then the men present and that idea terrified them.
They froze shocked as they pulled out a small child, holing both of his arms. His hair fell over his eyes and he had his face down at the ground. Refusing to look up but he walked in under his own power, allowing himself to be led. Why would they bring out a child? What was their game plan?
"Amuse me," the head of the gang ordered the boy, amuse him how? Not one of them liked the sound of that? They were going to make the boy kill them. "Make them die and do it slowly."
The child glanced up and Sirius's breath caught in his throat. It was him, it was his son. His baby boy. "What have they done," the boy whispered in a meek voice.
He cringed as the man holding his shoulders grip tightened. They could see the grip was strong enough to hurt and it made their blood boil. "Do we need another lesson on proper etiquette?"
"No Mr. Nadriens," The boy said submissively as he was released. He stepped forwards towards the group of them.
Sirius was still caught on the fact that that was his baby boy. He was finally seeing his son again, it was not the reunion that they had hoped but it was his baby boy. He was alive and standing in front of them. "Hyderen," Sirius hissed causing his companions to look his way shocked. The little boy looked through his bangs. "Harry..."
This name caused the boy to freeze, he had not heard that name in a long time. "Get on with it," Mr. Nadriens ordered him but Harry was stuck on the fact that a name no one used anymore was spoken to him by a man he did not recognize.
"Harry, you don't know me but merlin I am so happy to see you. Are you okay?" Sirius could see bruises, bruises on his baby boy in the shape of handprints.
Harry looked up, his green eyes shining, he had dark bruises around his eyes, his skin was pail and he looked only half alive. The room shook slightly pleasing the hitmen however Harry just looked at them in interest. He could see the marks on Sirius's soul, "You've been to Azkaban, for how long," he asked as the shaking room covered his voice.
"9 years, since you were 15 months old, I've been looking for you for so long Harry. Merlin I am glad to see you," Sirius said and he was, he had finally found his baby boy.
"They want me to kill you," he said bluntly as dark shadows creeped up the walls, Sirius did not even notice it but the other order members did. They were released and while the men still held them at wand point, they had also backed away from them, getting out of harm's way. The group who had come searching for Harry were hesitant but rose slowly, all but Sirius who kept himself closer to the boys height.
- Sirius was shocked, he had known that it was what they had brought him in for but it was so much worse since it was his son, his baby boy, "your not even 11 years old," Sirius said horrified.
"Sirius," Bill Weasley said as he backed himself up to his father and brother, he was all for the man having a reunion with his son but they had to focus on the problem at hand. "I think you might want to look around."
"Sirius, which would make you Sirius Black. How do you know me," Harry asked, keeping carefully quiet so none of the guards could hear as the shadows creeped in.
Sirius began noticing the shadows and began to growl, he put himself protectively between them and the young boy. "Harry, I'm going to make sure you get out of here son okay. They won't ever hurt you again okay."
No one had ever promised the boy that but he could not allow himself to believe the mans claims. "You can't promise that," Harry stated as the group backed towards Sirius and the boy prepared to fight. Harry noticed how they were protecting him. It was hard not to. No one had ever done that before. What was different about these people?
Sirius saw how his boys eyes darkened, no longer were they the bright green matching his own. Now they had darkened until they were almost black. "I can promise that because I'm your dad Harry. I am so sorry, I've tried for so long to come for you, I searched but I couldn't find you. I won't let anyone hurt you again."
The shadows froze where they were though the barking got louder, angrier and vicious. "I don't believe you," Harry stated coldly. It was a lie, it had to be a lie, he was tired of people lying to him. "My dad's dead, I know that for a fact."
"James is dead yes," Sirius stated coming to the realization as he looked into his sons eyes, he did not know, that was clear but Sirius knew he had to explain and explain quickly. "But James was your carrier I am your dad. It will be okay Hyderen."
The man grew angry at how slow they were being. "Finish them boy."
Harrys head turned to look at him over his shoulder. He stepped away from the protective circle. "Careful there's a necromancer," Bill stated having not come to the same realization that Sirius had.
Sirius rose as Mr Nadrien chuckled, "oh yes, there is. The very boy you surrounded to protect is the one who will kill you. Hurry up boy."
Harry looked to Sirius through his bangs once again as the air crackled around him, Sirius looked at his son. "It's okay son," he whispered needing to make sure that the young boy understood that, "it's not your fault."
The shadows shifted, changed becoming hounds of hell, they surrounded the group of light wizards, stalking around them. Mr. Nadrien grabbed the young boy's shoulder roughly chuckling in amusement. Sirius however was far from amused, he shifted into his grim form and lunged at Mr. Nadrien knocking him back. He growled at him louder than the hounds themselves, getting him far away from his son. No one touched his son.
Harry's head shot up, his eyes completely black. The hounds lunged but it wasn't at the Order as everyone expected. The vicious canines lunged at their captors. One of the hounds lunged from behind Nadrien and tore out his throat as the others fled in terror but got nowhere as the shadows surrounded them, killing them. Their screams of pain and terror echoed around the room. When the final one died Harry dropped his head and the hounds faded back into the shadows.
Sirius turned back into a man and went to his son. Harry cringed as if expecting a strike but Sirius just hugged him tightly to his chest. "It's okay Hyderen, I'm going to take you home okay?"
The dark haired boy just blinked at him silently. "I still don't believe you," he whispered finally, he did not understand what was going on, not really but it was clear that he had an escape. "But I figure, you can't be worse than they are."
"That's fine," Sirius stated gently, "I'll just have to wait for you to believe me." Rome wasn't made in a day, he knew he would have to be patient. As he looked at his son, he did not even want to imagine what the boy had been put through. "You look so much like James," Sirius whispered, that thought struck him, he was so much like James in appearance it was startling.
Harry just collapsed into unconsciousness, Sirius catching him before he hit the ground.