SECOND TO GO- *Four*
"She punched him?" Hermione sounded shocked, "What did she do that for?"
"He said something." Ron shrugged, "Nobody heard what it was."
Harry was sitting by the window just staring out at the grounds, he hadn't heard their conversation and was deep in his own thoughts. He'd spent most of yesterday in Dumbledore's office with Lupin, discussing what to do next.
"Surely, if he's on trial, he'll get a lawyer?" Harry had asked
"Wizarding systems don't work that way." Dumbledore had shaken his head sadly.
Harry blamed himself, he had wanted to talk to Sirius, if he had just waited, had some patience, then Sirius wouldn't be in the cell that he was most probably in right now.
***
"Well, look who the cat brought in." An auror by the name of Xanthe Langlay peered through the bars of the cell door, which was keeping Sirius Black away from the outside world.
Sirius said nothing, just peered up at her jeering face.
"You know, you won't get out of here alive." Xanthe smiled
"Thats what they said about Azkaban the first time." Sirius whispered hoarsely.
"You should be ashamed."
"I am." He said, "I've no doubt caused my godson a lot of trouble now, and no doubt will be causing more."
"Your trial begins soon, you know that?"
"Why bother? I didn't have one the first time."
"The public needs proof you're caught. They want to see James Potter's famous betraying friend for themselves." Xanthe raised an eyebrow. "I wonder how you'll get out of this one."
"I don't wonder. I tend to just *do*." Sirius spat. "Wondering caused the death of my friend. THAT is how useless wondering is."
Xanthe walked away, the court room was filling up quickly. No one had stepped forward as Sirius' speaker, there was no defence, he was going down. The dementors were ready in a back room anyway."
"Ah, Langlay," Cornelius Fudge hurried towards her, "You surveyed our prisoner?"
"I have."
"And?"
"He'll do. Not on the violent side. I don't think we'll be needing too much reinforcements."
"Good." Fudge sighed. "You know, i expected Dumbledore to stand up for that filth."
"Even Dumbledore has morals." Xanthe snorted. "And he's seeing sense finally... Keeping that Potter boy in school but i'm not so sure about the werewolf, he may try to stand as Sirius' speaker."
"A werewolf speaker!" Fudge almost laughed. "Not likely, its just not done. What could he say anyway?"
***
"But you don't undestand!" Harry almost shouted at Dumbledore, "I have to go see him!"
"Harry, you can't..."
"But i might never see him again, we HAVE to find Peter, you know Sirius is innocent, why can't you say something?"
"Because they won't listen to me. Especially not a panel of judges with Fudge on."
"Don't they understand? I need Sirius." Harry flumped down in the chair. "He's one of my only links to my past. He knows me, he knew my father."
"I'm sorry Harry, but you must try to understand." Dumbledore looked up as a black raven flew in through the window it held a piece of parchment.
"Raven mail? I thought only owls..."
"Ravens.. Edea always used ravens." Dumbledore read the note and passed it to Harry.
"Oh." Harry read, "Oh dear."
"Surprising?"
"I guess."
"You don't know the DuCruets. All stubborn, Won't stop till they get their way. I remember Thomas DuCruet, her father. Goodness, i don't like to say this, but if there was one slytherin who i thought would be a death eater it was him."
"And did he?"
"No. He's retired but was working for the ministry for a while." Dumbleore suddenly smiled, "You know, they always went round Edea's in the Easter break. Huge house and nothing to do in it, i should imagine."
"So Voldemort didn't..."
"As far as i know her family are still alive. If not lying low, but still alive, oh yes."
Harry looked at the note again. "She's allowed to represent him?"
"Well, we shan't know until she tries."
"Can we..."
"No, Harry, you've already asked, i'm not planning on changing my mind. Taking you there is not a good idea."
"But.."
"No, Harry. I don't want you sneaking out to go, either. It is best if you busy yourself with something time consuming until we know the outcome. I'm sure Fudge will keep us posted."
Harry saw his cue and walked out of the office, slightly light-headedly. This was not going to be a good year. He saw Ron coming out of DADA scowling, "You'll never guess who we've got teaching."
"Snape." Hermoine looked bothered, like she'd been patronised again. "He was saying some awful things about Professor DuCruet."
"What did he say?"
"C'mon i'll tell you up in the common room." Ron looked up at the fat lady "concussion."
A/N- sorry this is short, i've got a long bit coming that would make this just too long if you see what i mean. Thank you to... uhm oh here we go.... Padfootsgirl, Prongs, Voltora, Piper, Sweets, Arianwen, Erin and Ice Princess. Its nice to be appreciated! :)
TBC
"She punched him?" Hermione sounded shocked, "What did she do that for?"
"He said something." Ron shrugged, "Nobody heard what it was."
Harry was sitting by the window just staring out at the grounds, he hadn't heard their conversation and was deep in his own thoughts. He'd spent most of yesterday in Dumbledore's office with Lupin, discussing what to do next.
"Surely, if he's on trial, he'll get a lawyer?" Harry had asked
"Wizarding systems don't work that way." Dumbledore had shaken his head sadly.
Harry blamed himself, he had wanted to talk to Sirius, if he had just waited, had some patience, then Sirius wouldn't be in the cell that he was most probably in right now.
***
"Well, look who the cat brought in." An auror by the name of Xanthe Langlay peered through the bars of the cell door, which was keeping Sirius Black away from the outside world.
Sirius said nothing, just peered up at her jeering face.
"You know, you won't get out of here alive." Xanthe smiled
"Thats what they said about Azkaban the first time." Sirius whispered hoarsely.
"You should be ashamed."
"I am." He said, "I've no doubt caused my godson a lot of trouble now, and no doubt will be causing more."
"Your trial begins soon, you know that?"
"Why bother? I didn't have one the first time."
"The public needs proof you're caught. They want to see James Potter's famous betraying friend for themselves." Xanthe raised an eyebrow. "I wonder how you'll get out of this one."
"I don't wonder. I tend to just *do*." Sirius spat. "Wondering caused the death of my friend. THAT is how useless wondering is."
Xanthe walked away, the court room was filling up quickly. No one had stepped forward as Sirius' speaker, there was no defence, he was going down. The dementors were ready in a back room anyway."
"Ah, Langlay," Cornelius Fudge hurried towards her, "You surveyed our prisoner?"
"I have."
"And?"
"He'll do. Not on the violent side. I don't think we'll be needing too much reinforcements."
"Good." Fudge sighed. "You know, i expected Dumbledore to stand up for that filth."
"Even Dumbledore has morals." Xanthe snorted. "And he's seeing sense finally... Keeping that Potter boy in school but i'm not so sure about the werewolf, he may try to stand as Sirius' speaker."
"A werewolf speaker!" Fudge almost laughed. "Not likely, its just not done. What could he say anyway?"
***
"But you don't undestand!" Harry almost shouted at Dumbledore, "I have to go see him!"
"Harry, you can't..."
"But i might never see him again, we HAVE to find Peter, you know Sirius is innocent, why can't you say something?"
"Because they won't listen to me. Especially not a panel of judges with Fudge on."
"Don't they understand? I need Sirius." Harry flumped down in the chair. "He's one of my only links to my past. He knows me, he knew my father."
"I'm sorry Harry, but you must try to understand." Dumbledore looked up as a black raven flew in through the window it held a piece of parchment.
"Raven mail? I thought only owls..."
"Ravens.. Edea always used ravens." Dumbledore read the note and passed it to Harry.
"Oh." Harry read, "Oh dear."
"Surprising?"
"I guess."
"You don't know the DuCruets. All stubborn, Won't stop till they get their way. I remember Thomas DuCruet, her father. Goodness, i don't like to say this, but if there was one slytherin who i thought would be a death eater it was him."
"And did he?"
"No. He's retired but was working for the ministry for a while." Dumbleore suddenly smiled, "You know, they always went round Edea's in the Easter break. Huge house and nothing to do in it, i should imagine."
"So Voldemort didn't..."
"As far as i know her family are still alive. If not lying low, but still alive, oh yes."
Harry looked at the note again. "She's allowed to represent him?"
"Well, we shan't know until she tries."
"Can we..."
"No, Harry, you've already asked, i'm not planning on changing my mind. Taking you there is not a good idea."
"But.."
"No, Harry. I don't want you sneaking out to go, either. It is best if you busy yourself with something time consuming until we know the outcome. I'm sure Fudge will keep us posted."
Harry saw his cue and walked out of the office, slightly light-headedly. This was not going to be a good year. He saw Ron coming out of DADA scowling, "You'll never guess who we've got teaching."
"Snape." Hermoine looked bothered, like she'd been patronised again. "He was saying some awful things about Professor DuCruet."
"What did he say?"
"C'mon i'll tell you up in the common room." Ron looked up at the fat lady "concussion."
A/N- sorry this is short, i've got a long bit coming that would make this just too long if you see what i mean. Thank you to... uhm oh here we go.... Padfootsgirl, Prongs, Voltora, Piper, Sweets, Arianwen, Erin and Ice Princess. Its nice to be appreciated! :)
TBC