HP belongs to J.K.R
Sirius Orion Black sat in the library of 12 Grimmauld Place. A house he never considered his home. On the table in front of him sat a copy of The Daily Profit, handed to him by Shacklebolt. Bellatrix Lestrange has escaped Azkaban Prison. Sirius stared at the paper with a emotionless expression. He did not care that it was been pinned on him. Sirius was more than aware that Fudge was a idiot. The other prisoners were a concern but not as much as her.
"What's on your mind Padfoot?" Remus Lupin asked from the entrance, startling Sirius.
Sirius soon calmed down and answered. "My own escape from Azkaban."
Remus' face showed he didn't enjoy how vague the answer was and sat down on the other side of the table. "And?"
Sirius let out a loud sigh, and commenced his story. "Did you I was in the block that was designated for death eaters?..."
Flashback.
"It was dark when I escaped, and most of the prisoners were asleep. Or as close as you can get in their." Sirius narrates.
The clattering of Padfoot's paws was masked by the murmurers of resting prisoners inside their cells, and the storm outside the prison. The few prisoners who were awake questions if he was real.
"As I walked out of that hellhole I heard something that you never hear in Azkaban. A giggle."
"A giggle?" Remus repeated in shock.
"Yes, can you guess who it was?"
When a child like giggle emitted from the nearby cell, the malnourished mutt's had snapped towards the sound. Padfoot's eyes widened in surprise as he paired into Bellatrix's eyes. She looked at him with a child like glee. "Hello dogie." She greets him with broad smile. Bellatrix held on to the bars as she almost pressed her face against them.
"I've never seen Bellatrix smile like that in my entire life. A real, honest, happy smile."
"Are you sure you weren't just imagining it?" Remus asked.
"Positive."
Bellatrix slowly reaches towards Padfoot, but he steps back. "It's okay. I won't hurt you." She cooed. Padfoot slowly approached her open palm, and slowly rested his head on it. Bellatrix soon began to softly stroke Padfoot. "I always wanted a dog." Bellatrix conferences with a light smile. Her soon shift into a scowl as her hand rests on Padfoot's head. "But it would not be lady like for me to own a pet." She comments with a growl. "Soon my lord will rise again, and will be free." She wears the wicked smirk that he is far more familiar on her. "I will be free again. I will be strong again..." her grin slightly fades and a tear trickles down from her eye. "I-I will be loved again."
"She started saying that Voldemort freed her."
"That's crazy!"
"I thought the same thing! So I told her."
"You did what!?"
Padfoot walked up to the bars and began to squeeze himself through them, Bellatrix wordlessly stepped back and watched. Once through Padfoot morphed into Sirius, and Bellatrix became paler than she already was. "Sirius." She whispers as she retreats to the back wall of her cell.
"Bellatrix." Sirius greeted. Neither new what to say. Sirius wanted to question what she believed with getting her mad. Bellatrix had just show weakness to a man she considered a enemy. "You could have ran away." He finally mentioned.
Bellatrix snorted in response. "Run to where!? I didn't have anyone on the other side, like you and Andromeda did."
"That's because you never tried! You just expected it to just drop onto you're lap, like most of our dear family!" Sirius snarled.
"Well it worked!" Bellatrix growled.
"Did it?" Sirius questioned with his arms folded and a raised eyebrow.
"Yes! I am praised! I am respected! I am free to do what I please!" Bellatrix finished with a hiss.
"As long as your master allows it. And what happens when you fail?" Sirius remarked with a grin.
"I take it you didn't get through to her?" Remus more stated then asked.
"Not really, no. But there was something there."
The grin fell from Sirius' face and Bellatrix soon remembered what happened when she failed. The Dementors were coming. "I have to protect Harry." Sirius muttered, before turning back into Padfoot, and slipping out between the bars.
"Sirius!" Bellatrix desperately screamed. "Come back! Please! Help me!" Bellatrix's quickly swapped to aggregation. "I'll kill you Sirius! I'll killlll Yooooouuuu!"
Flashback ends.
"Let me guess. The good in her?" Remus question with his arms folded. Sirius nods. "Forget it." Remus sternly spoke. "She's a Death Eater, one of the worst. You would never forgive Wormtail, Would you?"
"Wormtail had a choice." Sirius growled.
"So did she. We both know He- doesn't give the mark to anyone under the imperious." Remus argued.
"His name is Voldemort, Remus." Sirius spat. "If Harry can say it so can you."
Remus took a deep breath and spoke in a much calmer tone. "Look, even if you could have gotten through to her. Even if the Dementors made a crack, you have no way of getting to her. And it won't take long for the creak to heal back up. And even f you get past all that, how would you get her to hold a conversation with you?"
"Trust me Moony, Dementor damage doesn't heal as fast as a cut dose. As for your other arguments, I'll figure it out." Sirius responds.
Kingsley Shacklebolt knocked on the door twice, getting both Marauders looked at him. "While you plan that out, you might want visit your cousin Andromeda. She might know something that will help." He sujested.
"That's not a bad idea." Sirius respond with a smile. He shot up from his chair, and marched to the fireplace, with Lupin not far behind.
Once Sirius was through, Lupin tried to go inside the fireplace, but was stopped by Kingsley. "Why are you helping him? This is suicide." Lupin asked.
"For Sirius to bring Bellatrix back, he's going to kill her husband at the least. I'll stay close by to grab any Death Eaters he finds." Kingsley explained. "That is if he finds any."
"He could have escaped Azkaban a week after he first turned into Padfoot there." Remus responded. "He once told me that a challenge has to be improbably for him to care. Now if you'll excuse me."
"No" Remus tried to move to the fireplace, but Kingsley tightened his grip. "The interview will go better with fewer people there."
"I don't want my friend diving head first into Death Eaters." Remus responded, clearly annoyed.
"That's not your choice to make. Besides. If he's going to go through with this, he will need to grow." Kingsley calmly responded.
Remus let out a defeated sigh. "Alright." With that they both left the room. Unaware that Kreacher was behind a bookshelf. Listening to everything.
Meanwhile with Sirius.
Andromeda was surprised when Sirius flewed in, but greeted him warmly non the less. They were both sat at the dinner table with a cup of tea each. While they would write to each other often it had been years since they talked face-to-face.
"So..." Andromeda began before sipping her tea. "Why are you really here Siri?" Despite using his old nickname her expression showed that she was not messing around.
Sirius up his cup down and his exertion hardened. "Bellatrix." He answered sternly.
The answer sent a shiver down Andromeda's spine. She had locked away every Black family memory that wasn't her moments with Sirius, but her mentally unstable sister bothered her the most. She had confided in both Ted and Sirius her fear that she could have came out the same if she didn't run. " I. I don't understand." She chocked out.
"Let me start from the beginning..."
Soon.
"And that's everything?" Andromeda asked as she grabbed her cup with both hands to stop it from shaking.
Sirius slowly nodded in response. "That's everything." He confirmed. "I came here to ask if you remember her acting similar to this before?" He asked.
Andromeda leaned back in her chair as she slowly began to look through her dark memories of her childhood. If it could be called that. Sirius was never a patient man, but he forced himself to be still, knowing how painful those memories were, and why they never talked to about them since her wedding. "I think that she used to smile like that when I was four or five." Andromeda finally spoke. I also remember her getting into trouble more. Then, when I was almost Seven when she stopped. The last time she smiled like that was on her eleventh birthday." During her recollection, Andromeda's voice grew more and more horse, to the point a few tears escaped her eyes. "They broke her Sirius. They could have broke us too."
Within a instant Sirius had moved from his seat, and was now hugging Andromeda as he tried to calm her. "No, they tried to break us but they couldn't. We were to strong for them to break."
"But why Bella? Why did she have to fall?" Andromeda wept as she held onto Sirius.
Sirius took his time to find the answer. "Because we were to young to be their for her like we was each other."
Moments passed until Andromeda spoke again. "Sirius."
"Mm?"
"Try to save my sister if you can. But if you have to kill her... I won't blame you."
