THE SOUL OF BLACK.
What if Sirius really was everyone thought him to be? A Death Eater. A Murderer. Twelve years ago, he failed in his attempt to kill Peter... After he is exposed, he kidnaps Harry to escape the Shrieking Shack.
In this story the confrontation in the Shrieking Shack doesn't happen on the full moon - I want Remus to be able to help search for Harry.
And unfortunately, since I don't know how to incorporate the time turner into my changes, Buckbeak will die.
CHAPTER ONE.
"You won't be killing anyone else, Black." Severus Snape pulled off the Invisibility Cloak, his wand pointing, directly at Sirius. "Let Potter go now."
Completely unconcerned with the wand pointed at his face, Sirius grinned gleefully. "That is a very tempting offer, Snivellus." He said casually, "but I have a better idea." BANG! Thin, snakelike cords burst from the end of Sirius' wand and twisted themselves around Snape's mouth, wrists, and ankles. His angry cry was muffled as he overbalanced and fell to the floor, unable to move.
Turning back to Hermione, Ron and Professor Lupin, his attention once again on Scabbers. "I really don't have time for this," he muttered, pointing Ron's wand at the rat.
A flash of blue-white light erupted from the wand wand; for a moment, Scabbers was frozen in Ron's grasp, his small gray form twisting madly - Ron yelled - the rat fell and hit the floor. There was another blinding flash of light and then - It was like watching a speeded-up film of a growing tree. A head was shooting upward from the ground; limbs were sprouting; a moment later, a man was standing where Scabbers had been, cringing and wringing his hands.
He was a very short man, hardly taller than Harry and Hermione. His thin, colorless hair was unkempt and there was a large bald patch on top. He had the shrunken appearance of a plump man who has lost a lot of weight in a short time. His skin looked grubby, almost like Scabbers' fur, and something of the rat lingered around his pointed nose and his very small, watery eyes.
"Well, hello, Peter," Sirius said pleasantly. "Long time, no see."
His gaze was locked on Sirius, his breathing fast and shallow. "Sirius... Please..."
"You've been living on borrowed time, Peter." Sirius' voice was still casual as he smiled evilly, "And now, your time is up."
"No!" As Sirius' wand arm rose, Professor Lupin started toward Sirius_
Sirius reacted, swiftly pointing his wand straight between Professor Lupin's eyes. "Give me a reason," he whispered. "Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will." Professor Lupin stopped dead, it was impossible to say which face showed more hatred.
"Leave him alone...!" Harry struggled, pulling one hand free from Sirius' grasp. In the same motion, he he gripped the hand holding Ron's wand and jerked Sirius' arm down, pointing the wand away from Professor Lupin.
"That's brave of you, boy - but foolish." Sirius' free hand was suddenly wrapped around Harry's throat, looking down at him as Harry choked, "The next time you try to stop me, it will be your friends who suffer..." Sirius tightened his grip slightly, "... Let... Go... Of... My... Hand."
Choking Harry released Sirius' wand hand, moving instead to claw at the fingers that dug into his throat.
"Just stand still and stay quiet," Sirius whispered softly. "Do you understand?" Nodding Harry continued to pry at the hand around his throat, as Sirius' grip loosened Harry sucked in air, his lungs burning. "Now..." Looking back at Peter, Sirius grinned evilly, "Goodbye Peter."
"S-Sirius p-p-please..." As Sirius raised his want again, Peter's eyes widened in terror. "No!"
"Avada Kedavra!" A blast of green light blazed from the wand in Sirius' hand, Peter was thrown back from the force of the spell, landing on the floor in front of Ron.
Hermione screamed, Ron's eyes were wide stared at the body in front of him in shock, and Professor Lupin stared at Sirius in horror. Clearing his throat, Sirius tightened his hold on Harry. "Well, I'll be going now."
Professor Lupin stepped forward, "You won't get away with this." he told Sirius, "We will find you."
As he stepped back towards the door, Sirius shrugged, "That's why I'm going to make it a bit harder for you to follow me." he said with a grin. "I wonder how long it'll take you to dig your way out of this room after I collapse the roof out here?"
Harry's eyes widened, without their wands, none of them would be able to escape_
His eyes locked on the wands sticking out from Sirius' left pocket, if he could distract Sirius somehow, he could knock the wands out of his pocket. He didn't think about what would happen if Sirius realised what he was up to... As Sirius backed into the doorway, Harry struggled, gripping the door frame with his right hand, apparently trying to 'escape'; that wasn't really possible, he knew that, but Sirius didn't.
"No you don't!"
As Sirius tried to wrench his hand off the door frame, Harry surreptitiously pulled Hermione's, Professor Lupin's and Professor Snape's wands out of Sirius' pocket and dropped them to the floor; as he let Sirius pull him out of the doorway he saw Hermione's eyes widen, she had seen what he had done.
Sirius pointed his wand at the ceiling in front of him, "Bombarda!"
Hermione, Ron, Professor Lupin and Professor Snape instantly disappeared from view, obscured by the falling debis.
xx
Snape was struggling against his bonds, Professor Lupin bent down quickly and untied him. Snape straightened up, rubbing his arms where the ropes had cut into them. "Thank you," he said reluctantly as he looked at Professor Lupin.
"How are we supposed to get out now?" Ron's voice was panicked, and pained as he stared at the wall of broken beams blocking the door.
"Harry took care of that," Hermione said as she darted forward, picking her wand up off the floor, along with Professor Lupin's and Professor Snape's. "Harry wasn't trying to escape before," she said as she handed the Professor's their wands. "He was distracting Sirius so he could get us our wands back."
"That still doesn't explain how we're going to get out of here," Ron said despairingly from the floor.
Rolling her eyes, Hermione sighed and pointed her wand at the blocked doorway, "Bombarda Maxima!" As the debris exploded away from the doorway, Hermione shielded her face with her hands.
"Right,"Lupin said, suddenly businesslike. "Ron, I can't mend bones nearly as well as Madam Pomfrey, so I think it's best if we just strap your leg up until we can get you to the hospital wing."
He hurried over to Ron, bent down, tapped Ron's leg with his wand, and muttered, "Ferula." Bandages spun up Ron's leg, strapping it tightly to a splint. Lupin helped him to his feet; Ron put his weight gingerly on the leg and didn't wince.
"That's better," he said. "Thanks."
Looking at Professor Snape and Professor Lupin, Hermione bit her lip, "What are we going to do about Harry?"
xxx
Sirius gripped Harry's arm tightly, dragging the boy behind him, along the road towards Hogsmead, "keep walking." Harry growled and dug his feet into the ground, refusing to move. frowning, Sirius tugged Harry's arm impatiently, "walk."
"No."
Cocking his head, Sirius raised an eyebrow. "You can either walk voluntarily of your own free will, or you can be carried kicking and screaming." Looking at his Godson, Sirius shrugged, "the choice is entirely up to you."
His eyes flashing angrily, Harry swore and twisted in Sirius' grip, "Let me go!"
"No," Sirius pushed him forward, "move."
When he still refused to move, Harry felt an invisible force push against his back, shoving him forward; he staggered and would have fallen if Sirius hadn't jerked him upright, the hand gripping his arm was cruelly tight. "Let go!" As he struggled, the already painfully tight grip, tightened again. Harry gasped and froze, "please, let go..."
The grip didn't loosen, instead, Sirius' grip tightened, his attention no longer on Harry. "Nooo," he moaned. "Nooo... please..."
And then Harry saw them. Dementors, at least a hundred of them, gliding in a black mass around the lake toward them. He spun around, the familiar, icy cold penetrating his insides, fog starting to obscure his vision; more were appearing out of the darkness on every side; they were encircling them.
Harry's eyes were wide, and as he looked back at Sirius he knew his captor wouldn't be able to get rid of them, harry closed his eyes; to save himself from the Dementors, he had to save Sirius as well. "Give me my wand!"
Sirius blinked, his breath shaking as he stared at harry, "what...?"
"My wand, give it to me now!" He snapped, "I can get rid of them!"
Sirius stared at him, then scowled, ignoring the oncoming Dementors for a moment as he thrust Harry's wand at him. "This had better not be a trick," he snarled, Ron's wand pointed at him.
It wasn't his parents he thought of this time, the first thing he thought of, was Ron and Hermione... They were his first real friends, they were always there when he needed them, always had his back... Harry raised his wand, he only had one chance... "EXPECTO PATRONUM!" Out of the end of his wand burst, not a shapeless cloud of mist, but a blinding, dazzling, silver animal. He screwed up his eyes, trying to see what it was... It was galloping silently away from him... He saw it lower its head and charge at the swarming dementors... Now it was galloping around and around the black shapes on the ground, and the dementors were falling back, scattering, retreating into the darkness... They were gone... The Patronus turned, cantering back toward Harry across the ground. Harry's eyes widened as he saw what it was, It was a stag. It was shining brightly as the moon above ... it was coming back to him... It stopped in front of him. Its hooves made no mark on the soft ground as it stared at Harry with its large, silver eyes. Slowly, it bowed its antlered head_
Harry's eyes widened as he understood... "Prongs, " he whispered... But as his trembling fingertips stretched toward the creature, it vanished. Harry stood there, hand still outstretched.
Sirius yanked his wand out of his hand, "come on."
As he was dragged forward, Harry scowled angrily, "You're welcome."