Disclaimer: Not mine
WARNINGS: Character torture
Chapter Four
24th September 1997
'This is not what I expected.'
Llewellyn Lupin-Black had only been at Hogwarts for a few weeks but he already hated it. He'd been sorted into Gryffindor like it wanted but that had been the only good thing. Now that Amycus Carrow and his sister, Alecto, were in charge the place was nothing short of nightmarish. Deatheaters were their teachers and being the son of an Auror this was intolerable for the brown haired boy. He wished his dads could come and take him and his three brothers away but Dark Wizards had taken over pretty much everywhere and it would have been impossible.
Llewellyn's thoughts were interrupted when the classroom door opened the Carrows swept in. All of the first years shrank in their seats fearing what they would be asked to do in this day's Dark Arts class. For the students were no longer being taught to defend themselves against Dark Magic they were instead being encouraged to practice it.
It soon became apparent that the students would be having a "demonstration" given to them. A seventh year Slytherin Llewellyn recognised as Millicent Bullstrode came in and the first years sunk even further into their seats.
"Today class we will be having a little demonstration," Alecto said with a menacing smile, "we're going to me studying the effects of the Cruciatus Curse."
"But that's illegal!" cried a hapless Hufflepuff first year.
Alecto's smile turned even more menacing and her cold blue eyes flashed dangerously.
"Perhaps we should practice it on you," she suggested in a falsely sweet voice.
Millicent started forward with her wand raised and the Hufflepuff began backing away. He tripped over the hem of his black school robes and Millicent smirked.
"NO!" Llewellyn cried out.
Millicent whirled around.
"Crucio!"
A burst of red light sped from her wand and hit Llewellyn squarely in the chest. Pain such as he had never known before speared through his whole body. The light haired eleven year old bit his lip as he fell to his knees. His grey eyes reflected the pain he was determined not to show.
The pain increased and Llewellyn couldn't stop the cry that escaped his mouth.
When the torture was over the young boy lay on the floor gasping for breath. The Carrow twins smirked and dismissed Millicent. Amycus came and stood over Llewellyn.
"Now you see what happens when you speak out of turn boy," he spat.
The mini-Marauder glared up at the Death Eater defiantly and shakily climbed to his feet. He walked over and joined his classmates who looked at him with concern.
...
When lunchtime came Llewellyn decided to skip it and instead went straight to the Gryffindor common room.
When he arrived he found his three older brothers there. Romulus, Osiris and Orion turned at the sound of footsteps. They were alarmed at the condition of their younger brother who was walking slowly and looked like every step he took was causing him pain.
"What happened to you?" Osiris demanded as he and his twin helped Llewellyn to lie down on a sofa.
"The Carrows decided to demonstrate the Cruciatus Curse... well have Millicent demonstrate it," he explained.
There was a stunned silence. The three brothers were shocked. The Cruciatus Curse had been used on their younger brother!
Romulus, the only werewolf out of the four them, could feel his blood start to boil. He fought to calm himself but still his wolf demanded blood...blood!...from those who had dared to harm his younger brother. A member of his pack! His amber eyes flashed and low growl escaped his lips.
Osiris and Orion shared a quick look and both but restraining hands on Romulus.
Feeling the contact from his pack mates the wolf quieted but still growled its fury. Romulus released a strained breath and looked at his brothers.
"We're all angry about this Rom," Orion said, "but unfortunately there's nothing we can do."
"He's right," Llewellyn said the pain having become more bearable, "besides I can handle this, we all can. We're Marauders sons remember."
The three older boys grinned at each. Llewellyn was right they would get through this.
...
That same day...
Sirius and Remus were at Grimmauld Place along with the other members of the Order. Fortunately they were still safe there as Yaxley had presumed that Harry, Ron and Hermione would be the only ones there when he followed them.
A meeting had just finished and Remus and Sirius were in the sitting room. The couple were seated on the sofa with Remus leaning against Sirius' chest. The Animagus could feel the tension in his light haired partner and ran his fingers down is arm. Remus sighed.
"I'm so worried about our boys," the werewolf murmured.
Sirius' hold on the man tightened.
"I am too," he said, "and Harry, Ron and Hermione as well."
"Harry's too young to be given that responsibility," Remus said quietly.
"I agree with you," Sirius said, "but Harry is the only one who can stop Voldemort."
Remus sat up straight and his eyes flashed angrily. Sirius quickly wrapped his arms around his husband and placed a gently kiss on his temple.
"I know you are angry that Harry couldn't have a normal life," he whispered into the light brown hair, "I am too. I wish more than anything that there had never been a Voldemort and that Lily and James were still alive..."
He trailed off but Remus knew what Sirius was trying to say.
"But life doesn't always turn out the way we want it to," Remus acknowledged reluctantly as he leaned back against Sirius once more.
Sirius just held his werewolf running his strong fingers through the soft hair.
...
Spinners End
Severus Snape sighed and put down the book he had been trying to read. He leaned forwards and rested his chin on his fingers pensively. His thoughts strayed to his daughter, well his and Granger's daughter. He was glad that she had gone with his godson and Narcissa but at the same time he missed her terribly.
International contact was now impossible with the war going on so Severus could not even ask Draco to send a letter or pictures. The Potions Master wondered what Draco and Narcissa were doing. With four young children to look after it wasn't likely that they were getting much rest. Severus smiled as he thought about what kind of trouble his daughter could be causing.
'I only wish I was there to see it,' he thought sadly.
The tall, dark haired man stood abruptly. Yes he couldn't see his child right now but she was safe. Right now there was a war the be fought and Snape would make damn the right side won.
