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A malicious and cruel laugh joined the chorus of agonizing screams as a figure held a Cruciatus curse over the one oh so pleasantly writhing on the floor, just next to his feet. Another bout of laughter joined the scream again, as the figure casting the unforgivable was obviously enjoying the pain he was inflicting. A mask covered the spell caster's features as he held his wand, finally saying "Finite Incantem" and bending down to face the suffering trembling wreck in front of him. "Did you enjoy that eh mate?" The figure asked, amusement showing oh-so-clearly through his voice. The trembling wreck on the other hand was dressed poorly, and rather shabbily; robes ripped and caked in dirt now damp with tears, blood and perspiration. Messy raven hair was caked in dirt and plastered down to his face, hazel hued eyes blinked repeatedly as sweat ran into them and the blurred figure in front of him knelt down. "No." He spat down, mouth full of blood as he'd tried to refrain his screams from escaping his lips by biting down on his lips and cheeks.
"Do you know who I am James?" The figure asked, inches from his ear as his hood fell down from his face, his mask now only hiding his face not that it mattered as James couldn't see without his glasses, shaggy black hair was neatly placed in a pony-tail so it didn't get into a mess. What a vain person this was, black robes brushed across the disgusting dirty floor and he snorted indignitantly "I don't know how you can bare to live like this y'know Prongs" He replied, placing particular empathis on the high school nickname of Prongs, only three people had called him that, one was dead. The other was, well he was elusive.
"Remus?" Came the startled reply as James attempted to get a good look at the cruel figure in front of him, no Remus had never been so malicious he wouldn't do this; would he?
Another chuckle was emitted fro the figures lips as he replied "I'm hurt, you don't know my voice by now Prongs mate" He continued "After all, I would've assumed that you'd known your best friend's voice by now. After how many years?" He smirked, knowing perfectly well that James wouldn't be able to see him.
"Sirius?" Came the second equally as startled reply, he couldn't believe it. Sirius was his torturer? His best friend since well ever? That couldn't be right, they were playing with his head, it had to be a polyjuice potion. If it was then did they have Sirius locked up too, how else would they have gained a hair or something from him?
"Aah, you don't believe me do you?" He asked, voice quiet and cruel. Scary. "Have you seen Lily lately James?" He continued, completely aware of the fact that he was hitting a nerve; a powerful strong nerve. "I hear she's quite a favourite around here.." He said, standing up and brushing his robe now briefly. "I really must organise a small rendezvous with her sometime, don'tcha think?"
"You bastard!" Came the sudden outburst from James, proving that he still knew how to press James' buttons. "Careful James, we wouldn't want to be submitted to another Crucio curse now would we?" He replied, voice cold and cruel, Sirius had no problem with them, non what-so-ever. Now just re-enforced that fact, he'd had no problem with provoking Peter to blast that street apart when he'd only the day before swapped the Fidelius charm, he'd had no problem killing him and calling it self-defence. Of course, no-one ever knew he'd used 'Avada Kevada' on Peter, why should they? Ahhm yes he could remember it like it was yesterday, even if it was one or was it two years ago?
There was plenty of people around, plenty of muggles and the odd wizard as he'd made his way down to the unplottable house of Lily and James, and his new godson Harry. It had only been the day before he'd proposed changing the Fidelius Charm to Peter as he was the obvious choice, who in their right mind for choose Peter Pettigrew when their lives depended on it?
No-one.
They'd agreed and of course they'd modified it to 'fit' Peter, and unlike the other three Sirius knew that once the carrier of the charm was killed the house or location was immediately plottable again. What a slight drawback. So he'd followed or rather walked with Peter back to his house or flat in which he shared with Remus, of course Sirius was possibly the only death-eater that didn't bear the dark-mark while 'in service'.
There was were he'd provoked Peter, saying James was only swapping the charm out of pity. That's caused him to shout and become furious and the worst thing you could do to an angry person is to laugh at him, and he'd done just that. Peter had cast that fatal spell, Sirius had dodged it; not knowing Peter had ever had –that- much power and then he'd smirk and cast Avada Kevada on him.
Witness' had given statements at how Peter had cast a potentially fatal spell at Sirius and Sirius had fought back in self-defence, the court found him innocent and the house or rather the cabin was now plottable un-beknown to any of them except Voldemort and Sirius.
