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Chapter nine
Sirius practically jogged with the limb figure in his arms. Harry was whimpering and had some blood trickling down the side of his face. Once out of the God forsaken place, they immediately began to apperate to Hogsmead.
Pop!
Pop!
When the twirling ceased Sirius opened his eyes. He hated these ways of traveling. They continued their run to save the little boy. No, big boy! He's suffered too much to still have that innocence of a young aged child.
The streets were deserted at this time. It's probably because everyone is afraid from the rise of the dark lord.
Well they'll be in for a shock when they wake up to find that Voldemort had again disappeared on the hands of The-Boy-Who-Lived.
Even if harry was almost weightless, it was tiring to hoist a 15 year old boy for miles. Remus must have noticed him lacking behind for he came next to him and took the child from Sirius' arms.
Sirius hesitated.
"Sirius we have to get there as soon as possible to help him. Ill be careful with him. I promise." Said Remus as if talking to a 10-year- old child.
Sirius chewed on his lips in thought but then realized how stupid he is being and handed him over slowly.
Remus smiled encouragely, and carefully held his best friends' godson in his muscular hands. Even though he had at least 40 kg in his arms Remus went fast most likely because of his werewolf strength. Finally something good out of it, he thought.
Whereas Sirius lacked behind again, starring at his palms which were stained with crimson red.
He swallowed the bile that was threatening to come out. This is his godsons blood on his hands. The only thing, that was keeping him sane in the darkness of Azkaban.
He shut his eyes against the tears, but it didn't work.
No! He reminded himself. He had to be strong for harry. He had to.
Savagely he whipped away the tears off his cheeks and ran to keep up with the group.
All the way he was running next to Remus, occasionally looking at his old friends face, which would always give him a smile no matter how strained it was.
"He's going to be. alright, Sirius. we'll make sure of that." Said Remus panting as the huge castle was seen behind the mountains.
Sirius wanted to answer but couldn't seem to be able to do anything but nod.
He looked back at his godsons face noticing the sweat rolling down both sides of his face. He's got a fever. Probably infected wounds, Sirius thought to himself worriedly.
They stopped for a little while to catch their breaths, if only there was another way to get there, they needed about an hour more of walking. That is the way they got to Voldemorts palace, and there was no other.
Remus sat heavily on the ground breathing hard. He placed the tattered body on the ground next to him, Sirius immediately at his side.
Madam Promfry and Dumbledore came swiftly towards them.
She ripped a small piece from her robes and placed it in some water from the bottle she had with her.
Without placing much pressure she cleaned the wounds off Harry's face. He would wince every time she placed the wet cloth on a wound. Offcourse it was because of that potion they had place in him.
It was a futile effort to do anything here, she had to get to the infirmary quickly, but she did her best.
Dumbledore walked to the fire they had made and threw in some powder while saying some words.
Suddenly Severus Snapes' face appeared. He looked extremely worried and irritated. Who wouldn't be after what Dumbledore did to him.
Offcourse once they had a plan formed out just a few hours ago, Severus Snape wanted to go with them, but Dumbledore didn't want him leaving for he thought that voldemort might do something to him. Instead he stupefied the former death eater and placed him on the couch in his office, with a letter explaining everything.
Now, he was chewing his lower lip, probably not wanting to say something insulting to his leader.
" I trust you had enough rest Severus," Dumbledore said pleasantly, thought a little tinged with exhaustion.
By now furry was on Severus' face, he was shaking with anger but ended up saying a very stressed, "yes, thank you."
"That's good, now I need you to get all the healing potions in the infirmary ready, we got harry, he's in a bad shape," Dumbledore said slowly, feeling guilt and regret stirring up inside.
By now the potion master had calmed a little.
"What happened there?" he asked seriously.
" I have not the time to explain at the moment, we need to get going. Please get everything ready in an hours time," Dumbledore explained, in a soft voice.
Snape nodded curtly and his head disappeared from the fire.
The head master of Hogwarts sighed and shook his head.
"Professor, may I have a word with you in private?" asked the shaken nurse.
"Offcourse," he answered politely, standing up slowly his back aching. He was getting old for this.
" What is it poppy?" he asked as soon as they were out of earshot.
" I didn't want Mr. Black to hear this, but harry doesn't look too good, he is in very deep pain. We need to get going as soon as we can, because I'm not sure if he would last for long. He lost too much blood, and still is. You-know-who must have done something to prevent the bleeding freeze spell from working." Said Promfry quickly.
Dumbledore nodded, and went to inform the others that it was time to get going.
Sirius was kneeling next to harry. He wanted just to hug him and to tell him that he was going to be alright, but he couldn't so he simply starred at his bruised and scratched face.
By now Harry's hair was also wet with sweat making it look like he had little fangs sticking out all over.
The boy was cold, he was shivering like a leaf in the wind, but sirius couldn't do anything. He couldn't even touch the boy without inflicting pain on him, and that hurt him.
What had James said? That he made the right choice in making him the godfather of harry. Sirius was angry with his old best friend after realizing what he had said, but had to admit, it gave him slight relief. Hell, he felt like dancing. Did it mean that James had forgiven him?
He must have had that look on his face because Remus was starring at him. Sirius pretended that he didn't notice.
" Every one, we have to get going. Please hurry up we don't have much time," said Dumbledore in a loud voice, getting everyone attention.
Without a seconds thought they all stood up. This time Sirius held Harry wanting to give Remus a little break.
Sirius noticed that Dumbledore was going a little faster that they started at, Sirius had no problem with that cause as far as he was concerned the sooner the better.
Remus looked over at his friend and noticed the determined look. He didn't want to tell Sirius but he had heard what Promfry and Dumbledore were talking about thanks to being who he is. Either way they will get there in time and Harry will be just fine; there is no need to worry sirius about it.
Sighing he went on towards the castle, though there was this feeling that some thing wasn't going to go as they hoped for. Remus shook his head, harry is going to be just fine, they are going to get to Hogwarts and madam Promfry will help the boy, he thought
Everything will be just fine, or will it.
Authors note: well there you go, as promised I have written a four and a quarter as the first chapter. Go ahead read the next one, but first please review this. I worked really hard to give you these two chapters in such little time, I would appreciate it if you reviewed, and again excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thank you!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. JK Rowling does.
Chapter nine
Sirius practically jogged with the limb figure in his arms. Harry was whimpering and had some blood trickling down the side of his face. Once out of the God forsaken place, they immediately began to apperate to Hogsmead.
Pop!
Pop!
When the twirling ceased Sirius opened his eyes. He hated these ways of traveling. They continued their run to save the little boy. No, big boy! He's suffered too much to still have that innocence of a young aged child.
The streets were deserted at this time. It's probably because everyone is afraid from the rise of the dark lord.
Well they'll be in for a shock when they wake up to find that Voldemort had again disappeared on the hands of The-Boy-Who-Lived.
Even if harry was almost weightless, it was tiring to hoist a 15 year old boy for miles. Remus must have noticed him lacking behind for he came next to him and took the child from Sirius' arms.
Sirius hesitated.
"Sirius we have to get there as soon as possible to help him. Ill be careful with him. I promise." Said Remus as if talking to a 10-year- old child.
Sirius chewed on his lips in thought but then realized how stupid he is being and handed him over slowly.
Remus smiled encouragely, and carefully held his best friends' godson in his muscular hands. Even though he had at least 40 kg in his arms Remus went fast most likely because of his werewolf strength. Finally something good out of it, he thought.
Whereas Sirius lacked behind again, starring at his palms which were stained with crimson red.
He swallowed the bile that was threatening to come out. This is his godsons blood on his hands. The only thing, that was keeping him sane in the darkness of Azkaban.
He shut his eyes against the tears, but it didn't work.
No! He reminded himself. He had to be strong for harry. He had to.
Savagely he whipped away the tears off his cheeks and ran to keep up with the group.
All the way he was running next to Remus, occasionally looking at his old friends face, which would always give him a smile no matter how strained it was.
"He's going to be. alright, Sirius. we'll make sure of that." Said Remus panting as the huge castle was seen behind the mountains.
Sirius wanted to answer but couldn't seem to be able to do anything but nod.
He looked back at his godsons face noticing the sweat rolling down both sides of his face. He's got a fever. Probably infected wounds, Sirius thought to himself worriedly.
They stopped for a little while to catch their breaths, if only there was another way to get there, they needed about an hour more of walking. That is the way they got to Voldemorts palace, and there was no other.
Remus sat heavily on the ground breathing hard. He placed the tattered body on the ground next to him, Sirius immediately at his side.
Madam Promfry and Dumbledore came swiftly towards them.
She ripped a small piece from her robes and placed it in some water from the bottle she had with her.
Without placing much pressure she cleaned the wounds off Harry's face. He would wince every time she placed the wet cloth on a wound. Offcourse it was because of that potion they had place in him.
It was a futile effort to do anything here, she had to get to the infirmary quickly, but she did her best.
Dumbledore walked to the fire they had made and threw in some powder while saying some words.
Suddenly Severus Snapes' face appeared. He looked extremely worried and irritated. Who wouldn't be after what Dumbledore did to him.
Offcourse once they had a plan formed out just a few hours ago, Severus Snape wanted to go with them, but Dumbledore didn't want him leaving for he thought that voldemort might do something to him. Instead he stupefied the former death eater and placed him on the couch in his office, with a letter explaining everything.
Now, he was chewing his lower lip, probably not wanting to say something insulting to his leader.
" I trust you had enough rest Severus," Dumbledore said pleasantly, thought a little tinged with exhaustion.
By now furry was on Severus' face, he was shaking with anger but ended up saying a very stressed, "yes, thank you."
"That's good, now I need you to get all the healing potions in the infirmary ready, we got harry, he's in a bad shape," Dumbledore said slowly, feeling guilt and regret stirring up inside.
By now the potion master had calmed a little.
"What happened there?" he asked seriously.
" I have not the time to explain at the moment, we need to get going. Please get everything ready in an hours time," Dumbledore explained, in a soft voice.
Snape nodded curtly and his head disappeared from the fire.
The head master of Hogwarts sighed and shook his head.
"Professor, may I have a word with you in private?" asked the shaken nurse.
"Offcourse," he answered politely, standing up slowly his back aching. He was getting old for this.
" What is it poppy?" he asked as soon as they were out of earshot.
" I didn't want Mr. Black to hear this, but harry doesn't look too good, he is in very deep pain. We need to get going as soon as we can, because I'm not sure if he would last for long. He lost too much blood, and still is. You-know-who must have done something to prevent the bleeding freeze spell from working." Said Promfry quickly.
Dumbledore nodded, and went to inform the others that it was time to get going.
Sirius was kneeling next to harry. He wanted just to hug him and to tell him that he was going to be alright, but he couldn't so he simply starred at his bruised and scratched face.
By now Harry's hair was also wet with sweat making it look like he had little fangs sticking out all over.
The boy was cold, he was shivering like a leaf in the wind, but sirius couldn't do anything. He couldn't even touch the boy without inflicting pain on him, and that hurt him.
What had James said? That he made the right choice in making him the godfather of harry. Sirius was angry with his old best friend after realizing what he had said, but had to admit, it gave him slight relief. Hell, he felt like dancing. Did it mean that James had forgiven him?
He must have had that look on his face because Remus was starring at him. Sirius pretended that he didn't notice.
" Every one, we have to get going. Please hurry up we don't have much time," said Dumbledore in a loud voice, getting everyone attention.
Without a seconds thought they all stood up. This time Sirius held Harry wanting to give Remus a little break.
Sirius noticed that Dumbledore was going a little faster that they started at, Sirius had no problem with that cause as far as he was concerned the sooner the better.
Remus looked over at his friend and noticed the determined look. He didn't want to tell Sirius but he had heard what Promfry and Dumbledore were talking about thanks to being who he is. Either way they will get there in time and Harry will be just fine; there is no need to worry sirius about it.
Sighing he went on towards the castle, though there was this feeling that some thing wasn't going to go as they hoped for. Remus shook his head, harry is going to be just fine, they are going to get to Hogwarts and madam Promfry will help the boy, he thought
Everything will be just fine, or will it.
Authors note: well there you go, as promised I have written a four and a quarter as the first chapter. Go ahead read the next one, but first please review this. I worked really hard to give you these two chapters in such little time, I would appreciate it if you reviewed, and again excuse any grammar or spelling mistakes. Thank you!