Okay so fair warning, I was so excited about this chapter that I had to get it out early even though I updated not too long ago. The next few chapters are going to be pretty crazy. Hold onto your hats folks because here we go!

Chapter 14

Harry Dudley and Hermione were best friends. And because they were best friends, there was this game they liked to play when the snow came that was affectionately referred to as "Hide and Seek with Riley."

What they would do, is go out into the snow and bury themselves in the whiteness and wait for Riley to come and dig them out. Being the three year olds that they were, they couldn't really bury themselves properly so a boot would inevitably end up sticking out, or the top of their hats, or a gloved hand, even sometimes a little nose.

And Riley, being the protector that he was, couldn't lie down and rest at the end of the day, knowing that the three toddlers weren't in the house. And so he would go out and look for them. It wouldn't take him long to find them, and when he did, he would dig them up and start licking their faces until they giggled and got up onto his back where he would promptly go and search for the next baby.

They liked to play this game for hours, and sure enough as the sun went down in the backyard, the three of them could be seen in their enormous snow suits being dug up by a large husky.

He had found Hermione first, and the little girl had toddled over to the doorstep and looked up at her mother who pushed the sliding door open.

"Mummy?"

"Yes Mione?"

"Wiley found me."

"I can see that Mione. Are you cold? Do you want to come inside?"

"Not yet Mummy, Wiley not found Hawwy and Duddy yet. I needs to go help him."

"Well go on then and find them. When you're done come inside and get warmed up."

"Yes mummy."

She turned around toddled back out to help the husky find her two best friends.

Meanwhile Petunia was banging dishes in the kitchen sink and muttering to herself about harebrained ideas that would get them all killed.

"Penny for your thoughts Tuney," Reg said cheerfully from the kitchen table. Petunia snapped the dish cloth and whirled to face him. "I will give you a whole fortune for my thoughts Regulus Arcturus Black!"

Oh no, here it comes. Remember Black, you asked for it, Natasha thought smirking.

"Sometimes I am very glad that I don't have magic because then I wouldn't be persuaded to pull ridiculous stunts like this! Do you have any idea how difficult its going to be for two people to break into a maximum security prison that's guarded by soul sucking monsters? And yes, Lily did tell me a bit about Azkaban a few years ago. There are countless guards, monsters and Dementors on every level! How on earth are you and Emma going get through all that, not to mention that the place is on an island and protected by every ward known to man!"

She was getting a bit red in the face and she stopped to take a breath, so Natasha seized the moment to jump in.

"How do you know we plan to get in magically Tuney?" She asked. "What if we used the Muggle way?"

Now Regulus looked confused. "What are you talking about Emma? How else are we going to get in if we don't use the magical means?"

Natasha grinned at him. "Reg, I've lived in the Muggle world since I was nine years old and trust me when I say this, when the magical method fails, the Muggle one holds true. Now here's my plan."

She sat down at the kitchen table and explained the ideas that had been mulling over in her head since dinner to both Regulus and Petunia. When she was finished, they were both silent for a moment, before Petunia go up in a huff. "I still don't like it," she muttered before going back to the dished, but Natasha knew that for now, that was all the protestations she would make.

"You really think it'll work?" Regulus asked, sounding a little awed.

"Most witches and wizards think that Muggles are at best an oddity and at worst inferior. In this case, the Muggle technique will succeed where magic fails."

"Well I'm in," Regulus said slapping the table. "Anything to get my brother out of the hell hole we call a prison."

"Good, then come to my house at noon tomorrow and we'll get started."

Ω

When the doorbell rang the following afternoon, Natasha grinned and went to answer it. Poor Regulus had no idea what he was getting himself into because she was about to give him a crash course in Muggle fighting.

He smiled at her when she opened the door, and she was glad to see that he was wearing the clothes Petunia had picked out for him. Robes really were too conspicuous in this neighborhood.

"Are you ready for this?" she asked as she led the younger Black down to the basement.

"Of course I am! This is going to be a piece of-" The word died in his throat as he took the last step down and came into the light of Natasha's basement.

In truth, it wasn't so much a basement as it was a training ground. Natasha had taken the liberty of expanding it with magic and then filling it will obstacle course, a shooting range as well as a small pool. There were times when she had had to do underwater stealth reconnaissance and the Red Room had had special water crafts for that.

The walls were lined with weapons of every size and shape. The windows in the basement were blacked out so no one could see in and Natasha had warded the entire place with magic so if anyone ever did break in, all of these deadly weapons would be protected.

"Um Emma?" Regulus asked in a small voice. "Remind me again, what exactly did you do before you moved to Surrey?"

Natasha looked at him and grinned. He looked as if he had stepped into an alternate reality were Muggles were even deadlier than witches.

"I was in the army Reg, but the special forces which means me and my team were in charge of doing the jobs that the regular soldiers couldn't and defusing bombs, and firing guns was one of those jobs."

"Damn."

"Don't tell me you've never seen guns before Reg?" she asked cheerfully as she made her way over to the shooting range. Regulus followed after her, still looking around at everything. "I'm torn between saying this is amazing and being afraid."

"Well good then," Natasha said as she picked up a Glock 49. She strode over to one of the high shelves and removed a box of ammunition from the top. She had also warded the basement so there was no way that Hermione would ever get down there.

She loaded the gun and then pushed a button. Immediately the lights dimmed and the target of the human chest became more visible as a single spotlight illuminated it.

Regulus looked confused when she handed a set of ear muffs. "What exactly do these do?" he asked as he watched her put one on, and then did the same.

"They protect your ears."

"Why do my ears need-"

He was cut off for the second time because Natasha raised the gun and fired three rounds in quick succession. The first time he jumped about a foot in the air. When she stopped shooting, he tore off the ear muffs. "What the bloody hell was that!?

Natasha grinned at him and hit the controls on the wall that would bring the target closer to them so she could demonstrate something to Regulus. When it came, she walked over and he followed to examine the target. Ever shot was dead center.

She turned and looked at Regulus who was looking a little awestruck. "Reg, when you can do what I just did and do it every time you fire a gun, then we can go and break your brother out of prison. The muggle way is the only way this going to work. They'll be prepared for wands, they won't be prepared for guns."

"So," she held out the gun to him so he could take it. "Are you in?"

Regulus hesitated for a moment before his eyes hardened and he took the gun from her proffered hand. "Damn right I'm in."

Natasha grinned at him. "That's my boy."

Of course, it took him a lot longer to actually follow through. Natasha had to first teach him how to hold it, then to fire blanks so he would get used to the sound and then in the afternoon, she taught how to actually fire at a target.

"Now obviously none of the guards are going to be standing still, so you're going to have to learn to fire at a moving target, but we'll get to that," she said.

She could tell that Regulus was getting a little frustrated though. "This is harder than I thought it would be," he said at the end of the day. "Are you sure all this is necessary?"

Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Do you want to break your brother out or not?"

"Yes."

"Then this is what we have to do."

She was actually a little impressed by how determined he was because he showed up the next day at exactly the same time, ready to go. Natasha had him work on his target practice again and again and it took a few days before he began to fire with accuracy and not flinch when the gun went off.

"I have one question though," he asked.

"What's that?"

"The sound this makes is incredibly loud. Aren't the guards going to hear it and come running?"

Natasha grinned. "No, because we won't be using these specific guns, we'll be using silencers which means that it'll still fire the bullet, but it won't make a noise."

"Then what was the purpose of me learning to fire a regular gun?"

"Because it's necessary that you not be afraid of these things when you use them Reg. They're weapons that can kill but their also tools, and it's important to have a healthy respect for them before you use them."

"I never realized how smart Muggles were," Regulus said thoughtfully as he carefully loaded the gun again. "I mean you can dodge a killing curse, but there's no possible way that you can dodge one of these."

"No, there's not, which in my opinion makes Muggles far more dangerous than witches or wizards will ever be."

"I think I'm beginning to believe that."

It took about a week for Natasha to be adequately convinced that Regulus was no longer afraid of the guns and firing them with accuracy at a standing target as well as a moving target.

"We're not trying to kill here," she would remind him so if you hit them enough to stop them, that's fine. But you'll be doing most of the magical work since you're better at that, and I'll be doing most of the Muggle since I'm better at that."

"Sounds good to me."

The next step in the plan, was somehow finding a map of Azkaban that would allow them access to the prison in an expedient manner, and that proved to be the most difficult part of the process so far.

Petunia, Natasha, the babies and a disillusioned Regulus had to make several trips back to Diagon Alley to look in old bookshops in Knockturn Alley to ensure they could procure such a map. Their persistence paid off however after two weeks of searching. The map they found was old and yellowed and about to fall apart, but it was usable. The owner of the bookstore was an absent minded professor type who didn't even know there was a map of the famous prison in his store and they didn't tell him. Natasha simply purchased the book they found the map in and they left.

After studying the map extensively, Regulus noticed that there was a small column of piping exiting the prison and emptying out into the bay area for drainage as well as a garbage shoot. It appeared extremely old in the map, but it looked large enough to fit two people in single file if they crawled on their hands and knees.

With that settled, the two of them began to make plans for just how they would get to Azkaban as any wizard standing on top the ramparts could see anyone coming from a mile away. Plus the fact that the prison was on an island off the coast of England in the ocean did cause some difficulties in terms of accessibility.

Petunia still wasn't happy with the idea to break Sirius out of prison, but she knew that Regulus and Natasha had reached a stage where they weren't going to listen to her and so she shut her mouth and fumed quietly to the babies.

Because Harry, Dudley and Hermione were now walking and talking, they were very curious about what Natasha and Regulus were doing. ermHe

Hermione had in fact asked on a number of occasions what they were doing and Natasha simply responded by saying that their Uncle Regulus's brother was in trouble and that they were going to go and help him.

"Mione help too," the little girl said stubbornly and Natasha laughed before bending to kiss her on the cheek. "Alright sweetheart, you can help, you can help by keeping Harry and Dudley out of harm's way until we get back.

"Yay! Mione help!" the little head full of strawberry blonde curls bounced as she hurried off to keep Harry and Dudley "safe."

Regulus's training continued with increased vigor, and Natasha was beginning to be slightly impressed with the younger Black. He didn't seem to be afraid of guns now and that was good because there was the increased chance he was going to have to use them when they got to Azkaban.

Meanwhile, Natasha had been looking into potential transportation to Azkaban and had concluded that the only way they were going to get there undetected was by using the water. It was too far to swim, even with scuba gear, but as Regulus continued his training, an idea began to percolate in her mind.

She had quit her job at the dentist's office and a few months ago and taken Ivan up on his offer to have her work with the British Secret Service and they had all kinds of transportation, by land, air or sea. And it was this that she was particularly interested in.

On her first day there, Ivan had given her a tour of the facilities and she had to admit, that they were impressive.

There was a hanger off the coast of England where the BSS had their underwater crafts and Natasha had happened to spy a small three man submarine that would suit her and Regulus's needs perfectly. There was a seat in the front for the driver and two in the back to man the right and left guns on either side of the craft. It looked almost like an airplane but without the landing gears and it had an odd kind of dorsal fin that stuck out of the back where the engine and back up propellers were in case the internal system failed. It had thick glass windows on the front so the driver could see out and two windows on the right and left sides in the back to the gunmen could see out. The BSS agents called those particular crafts, the SHARCs.

As part of her basic training, she had to learn had to operate one, it wasn't a big deal, she had learned to operate something similar when she was with the red room and Natasha found that assignments where she had had to travel by water were her favorite. There was just something so certifiably badass about coming up out of the water where there had previously been nothing. Maybe it was the element of surprise that it afforded her.

The wizards weren't going to know what hit them.

Natasha had casually asked her adoptive father if there would be a time where she would have to use the SHARC and he had said there would be times and she had suppressed a grin. That time would be coming sooner than he expected.

This was how she and Reg were going to get to Azkaban.

She had taken a picture of the SHARC and shown it to him and he had been speechless for about five minutes.

"How in the hell does this thing work?" he asked finally and Natasha grinned. "It's a submarine Reg, which means its specifically designed to travel underwater and it can take us all the way to Azkaban without any of the other wizards knowing that we're there. Unfortunately, we'll have to stop a few hundred yards out. There's a tall lighthouse where we can leave the SHARC so it will be well hidden, but we'll have to swim the rest of the way."

When he looked flabbergasted, she indicated the scuba suits in her basement and said, "I hope you know how to swim Reg, because we'll be in the water for at least twenty minutes until we come up on the rocks outside of the beach. Before we get out of the water, you need to cast a Disillusionment Charm on us so no one can see us. Then we ditch the scuba gear, and go through the pipe into the prison. After that? Well that's when the fun really begins."

And she did mean fun. Natasha was so looking forward to getting back into the game and this was the perfect way to test whether or not she was lacking in any of her skills. She highly doubted it because she had kept up with the intense training since Hermione had been born, but one couldn't be too careful.

Regulus decided he was going to go back to Azkaban one more time to see his brother and let him in on a little of what was going to happen so he didn't give him a heart attack when he and Emma showed up guns blazing. Needless to say, Sirius still thought it was a bad idea, but he was inordinately pleased that his little brother was risking this. And he was looking forward immensely to getting out of that place.

Regulus explained a little bit of the plan so Sirius would know what to expect, but not so much that he might give anything away. It was too risky to stay there for long and he didn't want to raise any kind of suspicion.

He returned back to Surrey feeling both apprehensive and eager to get the plan underway. Like Emma said, this was going to be a stealth mission and he couldn't wait to get started.

Petunia knew that as soon as the sun went down on the day that she and Regulus had decided, that it was game on. She could only hope that Regulus and Emma's stupidity wouldn't get them killed.

She was amazed when Regulus told her that Emma had been teaching him to use scuba gear and fire a gun. It reminded her that there were still things she didn't know about her neighbor and that her past was somewhat chequered. She knew Emma had been in the army, part of the Special Forces, but that was about it.

Maybe it was time she started pressing for information. Emma and Hermione had been in Surrey and her neighbor for around three years now. They knew each other well enough to speak plainly.

Natasha for her part, was greatly enjoying all this. It was exactly like what she had done before but slightly different. Either way, she was itching to get back into it. Regulus was a little antsy and he had decided that he was going to teach Natasha a few defensive spells because they would be necessary when they got to Azkaban. There were two of them and while guns would work more efficiently than spells, there were always instances that they wouldn't be able to account for with only two people.

She was also impressed because Regulus had gotten pretty good with the gun and since they would be silencers they had the element of surprise. Natasha could just imagine the shock in the wizarding newspapers when they saw that a wizard had escaped from Azkaban by use of Muggle techniques.

Regulus was laughing at the irony himself.

The afternoon before they were set to depart, they were in the kitchen of Natasha's house checking the weapons they would bring with them one final time. Regulus had purchased a wrist sheath for himself and decided at the last minute to get one for Emma too to which she had strapped it to her upper thigh and then stuck her wand in so it would allow for easy access. She had also gone down to the basement and retrieved two, what they in the Red Room had called "Breathable Suits." They were almost like Spandex but much thicker and they immediately adjusted to every person's body shape so it would cut down on wind resistance but at the same time, allow them to breath. It had pocket on both sleeves to store small knives and other weapons. Natasha had strapped two of the silencers to her upper thighs and hidden small throwing knives on both of her ankles and on the inside of her wrists so she could throw them with ease. There was a small pistol in the soul of her left boot and she had strapped one of the larger guns to her back along with two clips of ammunition over both shoulders.

When she came up from the basement, Regulus looked a little speechless. As much as he was beginning to care for Petunia and feel a connection with her, he wasn't sure as hell wasn't blind. Emma was one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen and seeing her in a snug black outfit and armed to the teeth, was…incredibly attractive. Her dark brown curly hair she had left loose and hanging about her shoulders, and her green eyes sparkled with an inner excitement that he found infectious.

She handed him his suit wordlessly and he grimaced. "Isn't this a little…..tight?"

"We're crawling through a pipe Reg, we can't afford to get our clothes caught on anything or it could cost us the heist."

"Great."

He left to go and put on the outfit, grumbling all the while. Petunia still had a half worried half mad look on her face as she watched Natasha strap on her weapons, and after a few minutes, Natasha decided she better say something.

"Tuney if something's bothering you, it's better to speak up than glare at the person you have a problem with."

"Are you sure about this Emma?" Petunia sighed. "The three of us can still figure out some other way to get Sirius out of prison. What if you're caught?"

"We won't be."

"How do you know?"

"Just trust me, I know."

Petunia looked like she was about to protest but then shut her mouth when Regulus came back down grumbling. "I look like a roasted beanpole," he muttered, and Natasha pressed a fist to her mouth to stifle her laughter.

For Petunia however, she thought Regulus looked good. The tight suit showed off every muscle in his upper body which was quite a lot and the black curly hair that brushed the tops of his shoulders gave him an air of mystery. When he and Emma stood next to each other, they almost looked like a couple. A couple that looked insanely good together and for a moment, the blonde felt self-conscious.

There was nothing special about her that would attract Regulus. Emma was a witch, she was gorgeous and obviously possessed a lot of skills.

Then she remembered that Emma had no interest in Regulus other than a friend and that she was already married and she felt a little bit better.

Natasha handed Regulus his gun and ammunition clips which he strapped to his back and shoulders like she had done. After another ten minutes if suiting up, they were ready.

Natasha began to feel a buzz in the pit of her stomach, an excited buzz that told her she was finally doing what she was supposed to be doing.

After throwing their bags in the trunk of Natasha's rental car, Natasha said goodbye to Petunia and kissed Hermione Harry and Dudley on the cheeks. All three of the babies giggled as they looked up at her. "Be good for your aunt Tuney okay Mione?" she said sternly. "I'll be back in the morning with Uncle Regulus."

"Okay Mummy.

"Bye Auntie Emma," Harry and Dudley called out and she gave them a rare smile. "I'll see you later boys."

The she and Regulus hopped into the car and hit the road for the coast.

Ω

As she drove, and the sun went down behind the horizon turning the clouds pink and orange and gold, Natasha glanced sideways at Reg out of the corner of her eye.

"You look nervous," she observed and the young Black snorted. "I've never exactly broken into a high security prison before Emma, so yeah I'm a little nervous."

"Don't worry, we'll be fine."

Regulus snorted again. "We also didn't really practice this either."

Natasha grinned at him. "I've been in the army since I was fifteen years old Reg, I know how kill a man in over a dozen ways with my bare hands. In fact I could probably kill you right now before you could even reach for your wand. Trust me…..we're ready."

Regulus nodded and took a deep breath, and said no more on the way out to the coast.

It took them about two hours to get there and by that time, it was completely dark out. Natasha parked the car in an abandoned lot across from the facility and she and Regulus cast a notice me not charm on it that would render it invisible to any passing Muggle. Natasha had a key card that would allow them access to the sonar facility of the BSS, and she and Regulus, plus their bags, slipped inside and shut the door behind them.

They had had to scale an electric fence to get in and Regulus had to perform the levitation spell on himself and Natasha to get them over, but it worked.

There were only a few light on as the facility was built partially into the water and docked on the sides of the warehouse where all the crafts that the naval department of the BSS frequented.

"I don't see any security guards yet, but we should put our hoods up just in case," Natasha whispered and Regulus nodded. They both pulled the hoods on their suits up so only their eyes were visible. Natasha had ensured to put contacts in so no one would see her signature green eyes.

"Which one is our vessel Emma?" Regulus asked, nodding to the wall of SHARCs that were docked along the walls.

"That one," Emma whispered nodding to the first vessel. It was the one she had seen with Ivan, the one that looked like a small airplane with the engine and back up propellers in the back.

Without asking anymore questions the two of them hurried along the railing where the first SHARC was docked and Natasha opened the hatch. Regulus climbed in first and skirted around the edge to the back where the guns were so he could man them in case, god forbid something went wrong.

Natasha then stepped in and sealed the hatch. It was larger in the back then it was in the front and the seats were swivel so they could turn this way and that. There were faceted windows on each side of the SHARC that allowed for different perspectives. There were guns in the front as well.

Natasha sat down, buckled herself in and looked at the control in front of her. There was a steering wheel, but most of the controls were in the form of buttons and levers and spread out on a half-moon shaped countertop in front of her.

"You all strapped in Reg?" she called behind her.

"Hell yeah."

"Let's do this," Natasha said grinning, and first pressed the button that would start the engine before hitting the button that would submerge the craft. She hit the reverse bottom when they were completely submerged, backed up the SHARC and then hitting the accelerator so they sped out of the facility and into the Atlantic.

"How long do you think it'll take up to get there?" Regulus asked as Natasha hit the high beam lights so she could see through the water as it was so dark.

"Half an hour maybe," she replied. "If I were you though, I'd start putting on your scuba gear now, we're not going to have to use the guns yet."

There was an affirmative grunt from the backseat and some shuffling as Regulus reached into one of the bags they had brought with them and began the process of putting on the scuba gear.

True to form, they sped through the dark water and it was around nine when Natasha surfaced the SHARC as there was a light piercing the water and she saw the lighthouse just off the coast of the island of the prison of Azkaban.

"We ditch the SHARC here Reg," she said turning around in the chair to face him. "We swim the rest of the way."

Regulus nodded and pulled the map of Azkaban out of one of his pockets in the bags they brought with them. "The pipe we're supposed to get to is on the east side of the island," he said. "So we'll have to swim for at least ten or fifteen minutes to get to it."

He looked a little nervous and Natasha could understand why. Scuba diving was something that witches and wizards didn't normally do. Anything but Quidditch was seen as a Muggle sport and therefore, beneath them.

"Just remember to breathe in a constant rhythm and you won't have any problems," Natasha reminded him as she put her own scuba gear on over the breathable suit. Once they reached the pipe, they would have to ditch the scuba suits, and Natasha had a small self-destruct feature in each one, so no one would have any evidence that they were ever there.

Once they were suited up in all their scuba gear, the two of them headed for the emergency escape hatch which was on the right side of the SHARC. How it worked was there was a small compartment in the floor that one had to get down into. Once they were in it, it closed automatically and then they had to hit a small button on the side of the compartment that would launch them out into the water. They wouldn't be coming back in the same manner so it only counted for one time.

Regulus went first and Natasha handed him the small ear piece they would use to keep in touch. When he was down in the compartment, she spoke to him through the small intercom. "Don't start swimming yet when you get out there, stay beneath the water too."

He nodded, took a deep breath and pressed the button. There was a rushing and sucking sound and then he was gone.

As soon as the compartment was empty, Natasha got down into the escape hatch, the glass closed over her and after readying herself, she hit the button and felt herself being thrown forward into cold dark water.

For a moment, there was disorientation and then she righted herself in the water, catching sight of Regulus, who was floating there in his scuba gear breathing deeply you.

"You alright?" she said through the intercom.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just get going."

The water of the northern Atlantic was freezing but they kept swimming, knowing that stopping wasn't really an option. Schools of odd colored and multi sized fish swam up in front of them but they ignored them.

A dark shape was materializing in the distance and Natasha knew it was the drop off point of the cliffs where Azkaban was situated.

"We're almost there," she said to Regulus. "We should start heading up now."

He nodded and they made for the surface. When their heads popped up, they saw they were only fifteen yards away from the cliff face and the pipe was about twenty yards away on their right. In the moonlight, Azkaban was as imposing as a fortress. It reminded her of the cliché version of the fortresses that James Bond would have to break into in the movies that Ivan had shown her when she was a little girl. It was a veritable castle that stood against the rock face of the cliff like island like a giant. There was a bridge that went down several feet from the front gates until it reached the long jetty which led out to the light house where the SHARC was submerged.

Ahead of them was the large drainage pipe that was mounted on several rocks down close to the edge of the water.

Creeping along like eels, Regulus and Natasha slid out of the water and immediately pulled off their scuba suits. They piled them in a heap once they were off and Natasha pushed a button on her watch that activated the self-destruct sensor. In the five seconds, the suits exploded into dust.

"Do you want to go first or shall I?" Natasha whispered nodding to the pipe.

"I'll go first," Regulus said. He looked nervous but determined. "I know the prison better. Sirius's cell is on the third floor."

He took a deep breath and dove into the pipe with Natasha following.

Both of them were back in the Breathable suits and were crawling in their hands and knees in the scummy water up the pipe into Azkaban. The smell was so offending that Regulus had to cast a few spells just so he wouldn't be sick. The air in the pipe began to clear and Natasha breathed a sigh of relief.

They were wearing headlights on their head turned on to full brightness and it was the only source of light as they continued the long climb in the dark.

"So when we reach the end of the pipe," Natasha whispered. "What the fastest route to the third floor?"

"There should be a staircase on the floor we end up in. There'll probably be several guards around, so we need to move fast."

It took about twenty minutes to climb up the pipe and there were times when one or both of them almost slipped. It was cold and it was scummy and both of them were very glad when a dim light appeared at the end of the tunnel.

Regulus immediately cut the light on his lamp and climbed faster. When they finally reached the end of the tunnel, Regulus jumped out and pulled Natasha out as well. They had barely managed to dry themselves off before a voice yelled, "You there! What are you doing?"

Regulus swore under his breath because he had forgotten to cast the disillusionment charm. Natasha seized the two small knives on her inner wrists.

There were three guards who were at the opposite end of the corridor and sprinting toward them, wands raised. Natasha yanked out her knives and threw both of them in quick succession before the words of a spell were halfway across their lips. The blades buried themselves in their stomachs and both of them dropped like stones. The other guard skidded to a halt in shock which gave Regulus just enough time to stun him.

"That was close," he breathed out. He stunned and then healed and obliviated the other two. Killing wasn't really the motive here. It was to get in, get Sirius and get out.

Regulus quickly vanished the bodies so no one would see them and the two of them made for the staircase at the end of the corridor as fast as they could.

Everything in that place was made of solid and it was freezing cold. There were no lit lamps either and Natasha felt the whole place had a depressing chill that would really get into your bones.

Thankfully, they managed to make it to the third floor without encountering any other guards at least.

The third floor corridor was long and silent with the light of the moon shining in from a long row of cells on the right side of the hall. It appeared that all the other inmates were asleep as she and Regulus hurried along.

The younger Black skidded to a stop the fifth cell down and pressed his face up against the bars. "Siri!" he hissed. "Wake up it's time to go."

The pile of rags on the bed suddenly got up and hurried over to the bars. "Reg?" It said. "I can't believe you got this far." He pushed back the rags on his head and Natasha immediately saw that she was looking at a carbon copy of Regulus, only a much skinnier version. This guy looked sickly and his skin was so pale you could almost see the blue and purple veins in his skin.

Regulus shrugged and grinned. "Well, I had help." He indicated Natasha and Sirius's eyes widened taking in the beautiful woman.

"Emma's a witch too, but she's also lived in the Muggle world for a while too."

"Reg, if we are quite done with the introductions, we need to get out of here, like right now," she said urgently and he nodded.

Natasha went a placed two small censors on the cell bars. "Step back Sirius. You don't want to be close when these things go off."

He obeyed and Natasha pressed a button on her watch. There was a dull boom and the ground beneath their feet shook for about two seconds. When the dust cleared, there was a hole in the middle of the bars on the cell. Regulus helped his brother out.

"We gotta go, someone will have heard that," Natasha said and she had no sooner said the words when someone yelled. "Hold it right there you three!"

They whirled around and Natasha saw half a dozen wizards standing about ten feet away, wands trained on them.

This time Natasha was the one who swore.

"Reg," she muttered out of the side of her mouth. "When I say go, get ready to run."

He nodded.

The wizards were coming closer. "You're not going anywhere Black," one of them snarled and Natasha smirked.

"That's what you think," she whispered.

Quick as lightning, she pulled two small electric nodes from the belt on the back of her suit and threw them at the wizards. As soon as they hit the ground there was a small concussion and a cloud of smoke rose up in their faces, causing the wizards to sputter and cough.

Natasha dove forward and seized hold of the ankles of the closest wizard, using his already off balanced position to her advantage, she yanked him off his feet and shoved him into the others, causing them to topple like bowling pins.

"Reg, go!" she yelled, jumping to her feet and the three of them sprinted as fast as they could back down the hallway.

"Lock down the prison, she heard one of the guards yell. "Sirius Black is escaping!"

A red jet of light shot towards them and barely avoided missing Reg's head. Natasha yanked her silencer out of the holster on her thigh and fired a few shots behind her. There was a strangled cry and she knew her aim had been good.

They tore down the staircases as fast as they could go, Regulus holding his older brother up. "I sure hope you know what you're doing," his older brother panted.

"Shut up Siri, and move faster!" Regulus shouted.

The made it to the bottom floor without encountering any guards but as they made toward the pipe to make a quick getaway, there was the sudden sound of marching and they looked up to see twenty regimented Aurors moving toward them.

"Aw hell, really?" Regulus complained.

Natasha shoved the brothers toward the pipe. "You guys get to the SHARC, I'll deal with these clowns. Regulus shook his head. "I may be a Slytherin, but I don't turn my back on my friends." He shoved his brother against the wall. "Stay down Siri."

"Reg, what the hell are you doing?!"

"Saving your ass!"

Almost at the same time, the Aurors fired off stunning spell and Natasha yelled: "Jump Reg!"

Not even questioning it, he launched himself into the air.
Natasha, who had had a bit more warning, yanked her guns from her holsters the second she felt her feet leave the ground and began firing at will.

She had been an expert marksmen when she was in the Red Room and she hadn't lost her touch one bit. Two of the Aurors dropped like stones when she nailed them in the stomach and out of the corner of her eye, Regulus was making good use of the gun she had given him too.

They didn't shoot to kill, but it was clear the Aurors weren't expecting it and they all dropped like flies when the two of them started firing.

When all of them were on the ground and sufficiently out of commission, Natasha reloaded her gun and Regulus hauled his brother to his feet who was wide eyes. "What the hell was that?" he asked.

"I'll explain later Siri."

The three of them threw themselves down the pipe and the descent was much faster than anyone would have expected and within a few minutes, they were splashing in the water of the Atlantic.

Up on the cliff, there was an alarm going off in Azkaban. Regulus helped his brother to his feet.

"We gotta move Reg, we're running out of time," Natasha said. He nodded and cast a disillusionment charm on them and the three of the hurried for the jetty as fast as they could.

It turned out that that was the easy part. There were no Aurors guarding the light house and because of the charm, none of the Dementors swirling around saw them.

As they drew closer to the end of the jetty, Natasha hit the remote control on her belt and immediately the SHARC surfaced.

Sirius skidded to a halt, breathing hard. "What the hell is that?"

"That dear brother is our getaway vehicle," he said grinning.

Natasha opened the hatch and ushered the two of them inside before sealing the door. She could see the gates of Azkaban opening and sever Aurors pouring out, but they were too far away to see what was going on.

She quickly submerged the SHARC, turned it around and hit the accelerator. The craft sped through the water away from Azkaban with the alarms still going off behind them.

"That was wicked!" Regulus crowed from the backseat after he had strapped himself and his brother in. "We actually did it Emma!"

"We did indeed Reg. Now comes the hard part."

"What's that?" Sirius asked grimly.

"Keeping out of the public eye, because I have a feeling after this, we're going to be the three most wanted wizards in all of Great Britain."

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Okay, so it takes a lot for me to impress myself when it comes to my writing, but honestly, I think I've outdone myself with this chapter. I really hope you guys enjoy it and don't forget to review!