Chapter Twenty

'THE DAMN TRIAL'

Sirius leaned forward, his lips brushing against Emily's, when green flames erupted from the fireplace loudly, making Sirius stand up and turn round. "No time to change back into your doggie form is there Black?" Snape drawled, and Emily growled, clenching her fists in anger.

"Snivellus, what're you doing here?" Sirius spat, glaring into the darkness. "Unlike you Black, I work here. The question is: What're you doing here, and why? I see you've kept Miss. Escott busy." He snarled, entering the room with Jack and Dumbledore.

Emily turned her head and moaned. They'd been caught. "Leave her out of this!" Sirius growled, "Don't shout, I've got a headache," Emily muttered, "I wonder why that is, Black tired you out Miss. Escott?" Snape spat nastily.

"What're you talking about? I'm suffering from a hangover dammit!"

"A likely story,"

"It's the truth,"

"I don't know why you're bothering Emmy, this is Snivellus we're talking about, he never sees reason," Sirius hissed. "That's enough!" Dumbledore intervened, stepping forward.

"Severus now isn't the time for petty little squabbles. This matter is serious," Dumbledore continued, his voice not as calm as it usually was. He seemed disappointed, and furious.

"This matter? Professor, Sirius is innocent!" Emily shrieked, propping herself up on her elbows, "That is a different matter Miss. Escott, the current matter is the virtue of one of my students,"

"What're you talking about?" Emily asked, but Sirius was shaking with rage, "How can you think I would do such a thing? What do you take me for Dumbledore?" Sirius yelled.

"Black, you're a psychopath, there's no point denying it," Jack scowled, folding his arms, "Jack! It…it was you! You saw this and went running!" Emily gasped, looking more than hurt, "And he was right to do so," Dumbledore murmured, his blue eyes no longer twinkling. "So what's going to happen now? You've found out I was here, here with Emmy, and wrongly accuse me of raping her," Sirius demanded through gritted teeth.

"Huh? But I'm still…"

"We don't need your petty lies Miss. Escott, we know what he's done," Snape sneered, "The lingerie that I came across in your mind was for him, wasn't it?"

Emily flushed a deep shade of magenta, "It was a Christmas present,"

"From Black,"

"What makes you say that it wasn't from one of the twins?"

"Why would the Weasley twins buy you revealing, black French lingerie?" Snape asked. He had a point, why would her friends buy her that? Only someone who was interested in her would buy her that, "My point is proven,"

"But we haven't done anything! Ask anyone, ask Harry!" Emily yelled frantically, "Sir, you'd know if something had happened,"

"That may be the case Miss. Escott, but it doesn't resolve anything. Sirius is here and currently sleeping in a female dormitory," Dumbledore sighed, "Necessary precautions must be taken,"

*

Ministry representatives appeared at noon and had taken Sirius away. Emily felt crushed. Why couldn't they see that he was innocent? Why wouldn't they believe her?

She knew what they thought of her, the easy Hogwarts student that allowed Sirius Black to sleep in her dorm, in her bed. But things weren't like that. What was she to do?

Emily burst through the portrait of the Fat Lady, tears streaming down her face, "Harry!" She called, "Harry! Harry!"

"What? Emily, what's wrong? What's happened?" Harry asked, seeing the pain and heartache in her face and in her eyes, "They've took him, the ministry, they've taken Sirius. They're going to send him back to Azkaban! We have to do something!" She sobbed, shaking him vigorously by the shoulders.

"WHAT?!" Harry yelled, causing a few first years to jump in fright, "Harry, we have to do something, we have to save him. I can't loose him," Emily wailed.

*

That day, seven students escaped from the safety of Hogwarts School, in search of the Black ministry car that belonged to Cornelius Fudge himself. They were determined to prove that Sirius was innocent, and that Emily was still pure (sexually anyway).

They raced through Hogsmeade and it was when they reached the Hogs head when they noticed it, the speeding ministry car. "Over there!" Emily yelled, pointing in its direction.

She stood there paralyzed, her heart racing. He was innocent, why couldn't they see that?

Emily ran after the speeding Ministry car that zoomed down the road. It so fast it was like a bullet from a gun. But she was just as fast, maybe faster. There was no way that she was going to lose him. He wasn't a want, but a need; she needed him like she needed oxygen to breathe.

Sirius knew his destined fate, but his love for her was greater than anything. He'd never felt like this before, he wanted to be with her forever. He sat in the back of the black-lined car that belonged to the minister himself and patiently waited for death.

"MINISTER!"

"MINISTER!"

"STOP THAT DAMN CAR!" They screamed, "YOU'RE MAKING A HUGE MISTAKE, STOP!"

The car skidded to a halt, and a couple of Aurors stepped out, "Stop screaming, we need to keep moving," the biggest one boomed, "Sir, you've got the wrong man, please listen to me. Sirius Black is innocent," Emily pleaded; desperation in her eyes.

"You have no proof of that," the second man chided, "Like hell we don't," Fred snapped, "You guys are all set into throwing this man into jail for apparent rape and murder!"

"Apparent rape? Boy this man stole a young girl's virtue!" The female Auror yelled, "That is rape,"

"He didn't steal my virtue!" Emily screamed, "I'm still a virgin dammit!"

Silence pierced the strange crowd; it was as if Death had paid them an insightful visit. "Glad we've got that cleared up," She snapped, "Please, you have to believe us. He's an innocent man, and I love him for it. Please, believe me,"

*

"Here in front of the Wizengamot, we're here to trail Sirius Orion Black, what do you plead?" Fudge asked, looking at Sirius. Sirius looked him in the eye, "I plead innocent," He stated, "Yes, well, you would," Fudge muttered. "Can we have his people defending him please? I want to get this over with,"

Emily stood up and faced the Wizengamot and breathed in and out slowly, "Sirius was accused of rape. I can solemnly tell you all now that he's done no such thing; and the girl that he had supposedly raped was me, because I let him stay in my dorm.

"Listen, and listen to me clearly. Sirius would never hurt me, or force me to do anything with him. I love him, and that hasn't changed. Sure there's a bit of an age difference, with me being 18 and him being 27; but age is just a number. He manages to make me laugh with simple things, and he makes my heart flutter with every word he says. Sirius was there willingly when I was recovering from an unfortunate hangover the day he was arrested.

"He wouldn't hurt anyone. If you don't believe me, check my memories. They're not tainted with any form of sin,"

Fudge cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable with Emily's speech. Looking over at Sirius, he was grinning from ear to ear, love and adoration in his eyes. Growling, Fudge listened to everyone else who'd come to back him up, and Fudge only had one option left.

"The accused is…cleared of all charges," He moaned, banging his little mallet thing on the wooden desk. There were shrieks and applauses from the people there to defend Sirius, and Emily had ran up to him and he had swept her off her feet with a loving hug, "You know sometimes I hate the fact that I love you," She whispered to him, "Really?" Sirius questioned, "Not at all. I was lying, kiss me you fool," Emily laughed as Sirius grinned at her. He leant closer and his lips met hers, passionately kissing her.

Woahh, there's a lot to this. I apologise if the writing doesn't sound good and it sounds like either a spanish chipmonk or a ten-year-old has written this, i was in a rush. I hope you guys like this final chapter though.
I'm glad everything turned out okay in the end though. Ahhh, i love a happy ending.

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