I do not own anything to do with Harry Potter other than this story...JK OWNS THE ORIGINAL STORY LINE AS WELL AS THE CHARACTERS. I'm just borrowing the characters for now. Kind of a crossover between SAW, The Shining/Rose Red. A little Horror and angst, ALOT OF FLASHBACKS.
I started on this around 2009 and never finished it and I can no longer access that account. So I have decided to finish it and move it to this new account. I liked where I wanted to go with it so it will be a fun little project. The story line is the same, but it has also been revamped!
I hope you like it!
Sirius and Harry successfully turned Peter in two years ago and have been living together ever since. Their peaceful life is torn apart when Harry is kidnapped right outside their home. In a twist of events Harry is being held captive in a house built by Sirius ancestors, a house so full of dark magic even later generations have avoided it. Rated M to be sure.
Chapter One: And that he swears.
Sirius did not notice his surroundings as he marched forward, down the halls of the Department of Criminal Law at the Ministry of Magic, all he saw was red, his eyes black with determination and murder...and fear. Fear for what has happened, what could happen. Wizards and Witches stepped back as they seen him approach, they could see these emotions in his eyes. Of course they wasn't going to stop him, they wasn't screaming and running. Sirius's name had been cleared after he caught Pettigrew, and with the help of his thirteen year old godson, had been turned in. That was two years ago. Two happy years of getting to know his godson, of his godson living with him and all the good times they finally got to share after 12 years of being apart. Harry finally had a home
"Sirius!" he heard the familiar voice of Kingsley, his heavy footfalls echoing off the stone walls as he ran behind him to catch up, he didn't care, the only thing that mattered was what awaited him in Interrogation Room 19, and he wasn't stopping.
"Sirius!" Kingsley had finally caught up, he attempted to hold the outraged man back. "Don't do anything rash! They are interro-SIRIUS!"
Sirius jerked his arm out of Kingsley's grip and stomped around him, no he will not stop, will not let someone else get his godson's whereabouts. No he will find out himself and go and get him.
He stopped outside of Interrogation Room 19,he didn't knock, all protocol thrown out the window he stormed in and seen his target. An unmasked Death Eater, bound to a chair across the table from Thomas, from the Aurors Interrogation Division, AID Agent, Sirius's rage multiplied tenfold at the smug, almost victorious look the Death Eater wore on his ruddy features. His dark hair wasn't even mussed up, his dark black eyes still glinting. Sirius planned to rough him up, he looked too comfortable here after what the scum had just done.
"Sirius you cannot be-" Thomas half stood from his seat. "AUROR BLACK!"
Sirius had ignored the AID agent and lunged at the bound Death Eater and started to repeatedly punch him, kick him, spitting out every insult that came to mind. The chair toppled over and the Death Eater starred up at Sirius as Kingsley and Thomas grabbed him by his arms and held him back. Sirius never took his eyes off the Death Eater.
"WHERE IS HE?!" Sirius growled. "WHERE'S MY GODSON!" he bellowed that last question struggling against the other Aurors.
"Sirius-" Thomas started giving Sirius a rough shake, "You can stay here during the interrogation, but you have to let us INTERROGATE!"
Sirius growled and continued to stare at the now bloody face of the Death Eater, looking up at Sirius from where he had toppled over, that damn smug look still gracing his hideous face.
"Fine-" They released him and he stood next to the wall, not releasing his gaze from the Death Eater. Kingsley stood very close to him, ready to hold him back if he wanted to go in for a fresh attack, "You better start talking...before I try to wipe that sickening look off your face again."
"I shall talk." The Death Eater starring back at Sirius said, an amused smirk lining his bloody features, "Because the Dark Lord does not want it kept a secret, not because you frightened me into it," the Death Eater smiled at his little joke, showing empty bloody places his teeth had been moments ago, "and because no matter how fast you get to your precious godson, it will be too late."
Sirius growled and Kingsley held on to his shoulder, neither of them looking away from the man, even while Thomas levitated his chair and set it back on all fours facing them.
"WHERE IS HE!" Sirius lunged forward, a very slight hint of panic in his actions, only slight. He will not give this vermin the satisfaction of knowing his words were getting under his skin.
The Death Eater smiled a gurgling noise coming from his bloody mouth, the sick bastard was actually laughing. "Far away by now." his black eyes showed a sickening glint, he was toying with Sirius and the other Aurors.
"Where!" Sirius and Kingsley yelled.
The Death Eater continued to chuckle, it made Sirius's skin crawl. "You will have to ask more politely than that."
Sirius growled, a sound that would usually have his suspects trembling, this son of a bitch was brave to be a slave of someone such as Voldemort, for someone who hid in the shadows of stronger beings.
"Delotov." Agent Thomas warning voice cutting through the two, "You said the Dark Lord does not want it a secret. That in tells that you have to tell us; so tell us, you don't want to disappoint your master."
The Death Eater's expression changed at those words, yes his master did indeed demand he tell them, he looked at Thomas with a mixture of disgust and approval, bravo to the man for pulling out that card "I'm impressed you would go so far…however it is not your place to tell me what my master's orders are."
The Death Eater paused, that smug look back, Sirius growled deeper, he wanted to attack again. This was going nowhere.
"WHERE!" He barked, taking a step forward, Kingsley stepped in front of him with both hands on his heaving chest. "TELL US IF YOU WERE COMMANDED TO YOU SCUM!"
The Death Eater smiled, this was his moment, he looked straight into Sirius's eyes, enraged grey meeting amused black. That sickening glint in those black holes. "He was taken to the House of Rose Red." He finished with a triumphant grin.
Sirius felt his stomach plummet to the ground...No...not there! Sirius stilled, Kingsley looked to Thomas who shrugged, they both looked to Sirius, who was very pale and somewhat shakey.
"Never thought you'd hear of that house again, did you Black" the Death Eater starting laughing, he didn't stop, he just kept laughing, the sound echoing in the small room.
Sirius stormed out he couldn't take that laugh anymore. Kingsley was right on his heel. "Sirius do you know what this Rose Red is? Do you know where it is?!"
Sirius stopped and leaned against the wall, he felt sick. This isn't happening, it couldn't…not to his godson…not Harry. "It's a old house, it's the Most Ancient and Noble estate of the Blacks, of my family." Sirius felt sicker, his own family's house was being used for his godson's torture. Kingsley looked shock, a terrified questioning look on his face. "It's full of the darkest magic even in Voldemort's wildest dreams…even my immediate family didn't use it…after the first of the Black family…everyone was scared of it…it makes Grimmauld place look like the Burrow…I have to go-"
"NO!" Kingsley grabbed Sirius's arm, "You are not going alone, we will assemble a team-SIRIUS PLEASE!"
Sirius broke free of Kingsley's grip, "I have to get out of here. I have to go-Harry." Sirius apparated before Kingsley could say another word.
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Dumbledore paced his office for the hundredth time since he was informed the Harry had been taken. He was relieved that they had a Death Eater in custody, relieved that they will be able to get Harry's whereabouts out of him, but he was afraid…what if it was too late, what if the Death Eater, Delotov, didn't crack.. In the middle of his pacing the door burst open and in strode a hand full of the Weasleys. Mrs. Weasley looked pale, scared and close to tears. Behind her was her husband Mr. Weasley, who was also pale but seemed determine, seemed to put on a brave front for his family, he was a good man like that, a strong man. Behind him were their oldest sons Bill and Charlie both wearing the same expressions as their father. Arthur raised strong boys in the face of the wars.
"Molly-" Dumbledore started, but Mrs. Weasley cut across him.
"Oh Albus!" she wailed, her husband put his hands on his wife's shoulders. "Where is he?! What could have happened! We need answers!" on her last statement she huffed, and she looked mad at the lack of information. She always did see young Potter as a son.
"Molly, I assure you that we will find Harry. As of right now, the only information that I have is that Harry was taken from his home on Leasin Drive while Sirius was at work. We were alerted the moment the wards failed, we have a captured Death Eater currently being interrogated. I am waiting on Kingsley for an update." Dumbledore explained calmly. "Now please take a seat, and try to calm down. Panicking is not going to help us in this situation."
Mr. Weasley and Bill helped Mrs. Weasley into a chair. She had begun to sob; she started rocking back and forth, her face in her handkerchief whimpering "Poor Harry."
"Is there anything we can do Dumbledore?" Bill asked as he squeezed his mothers shoulder.
Dumbledore sighed. "Once I get word from Kingsley we will be able to form a plan on getting Harry back. As of now we are helpless." he said again while summoning Molly a cup of tea. Who took it in her shaking hands but could not bear to drink it.
"We will help." Mr. Weasley said, determination shining from his brown eyes.
Bill and Charlie nodded, matching determination fuming their eyes.
Dumbledore nodded his thanks, as he sat behind his magnificent desk, his fingertips together as he looked to his trinkets around his rooms, but not seeing them. He was lost in thought.
Further discussion was cut off by a burst of blue fire eminating from the fireplace, and Kingsley stomped in. "Dumbledore, we have a problem."
Dumbledore and the Weasley looked to Kingsley, all hope of good news disappeared as fast as the blue flames "What is it, Kingsley?"
"The Death Eater said that Potter is being held captive at The House of Rose Red. Our research found that the house is in Transylvania, Romania. It is a house associated with the darkest of the Black family, darker than we suspect even Voldemort is aware of. Future generations of the Black's even avoided the house. According to the Death Eater, the Dark Lord is holding him until he can get an audience to witness the death of The Boy Who Lived."
Mrs. Weasley sobbed louder and the other Weasley's paled even more. A house one of the darkest families even avoided was a problem indeed.
"What can we do?" Bill asked again. No one acknowledged his question.
"What is the other problem Kingsley," Dumbledore asked, his all knowing glint was gone as if someone used a put outer on them.
"Sirius is already on his way there...alone."
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Sirius apparated to his home on Leasin Drive, the home he and his godson shared. Sirius burst through the door for the first time since that morning...when he had said goodbye to his godson. The house was ominous and void of Harry's presence...as if it had been deserted all along. With a sagging heart Sirius looked around at the ruined furniture, evidence of the struggle that had taken place just hours before. Sirius couldn't take it anymore, he fell to the floor, tears running down his face as he thought about that morning.
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"Alright Harry im gone!" Sirius rose from the table, grabbing his cloak off the back of his chair. Looking over to his still groggy godson and chuckling at his hair, which was ten times messier than usual. Harry looked up from his half-finished bacon and gave a small smile.
"'kay." He yawned. "Don't work too hard!" Sirius smiled and ruffled his hair.
"HEY!" Harry chuckled. "Don't make it to where I can't manage it!"
Sirius put his hand on his chest in mock shock, "You mean it was manageable before!"
Harry laughed harder, Sirius smiled at the shining green eyes that laughed with their owner's.
"OK, this time I'm out." he walked to the door, Harry following him.
"Hey, Siri, can we work on the motorcycle after you get home!" Harry asked, practically jumping up and down with excitement, Sirius had been showing Harry how to manage his flying motorcycle. They were even putting new graphics on it and 'tricking it out' as Harry put it. Sirius promised after Harry turned 16 and got his license he would teach Harry how to ride. Sirius already planned on getting Harry his own bike as a graduation present
Sirius smiled, "OF COURSE! What do you think helps me get through my days?"
Harry beamed and whooped while jumping up and down, he ran to Sirius and gave Sirius a hug, "Have a good day at work!" Harry waved from the door, Sirius waved back smiling at his godson as he closed the door.
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Sirius looked around the destroyed house again, fierce determination raging through his veins. He went to his garage and mounted his flying motorcycle. And with a loud bang and the sound of the engine he took to the air, to the House of Rose Red in Transylvania.
