A/N Next week I doubt I will be able to post much if at all because of the fact I have an exam every working day! But I shall try for the weekend. So please keep checking you never know when I might have a chance to update, anyway Reviews…
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When The Worst Is Coming.
Chapter thirteen.
Warning signs.
Severus had been working on the potion left in the Butterbeer, bottles and was shocked to find a very dark potion was in there, if the boy had drunk the lot, then…goodness knows what state his body would be in.
Snape, then picked up the boys blood, still in the syringe and stared at it for a few moments, shocked he hadn't noticed.
Potter's blood was black, he nearly dropped the syringe, how on earth hadn't he noticed while at the house, but then again a lot had been going on, he never thought to check what colour the blood was.
After getting over the shock of the ghastly colour of it, Snape then went on to run a series of tests on the blood. After an hour or so he waved his wand at the experiments set up, and a scroll appeared on the work surface, he unrolled it and looked at the results, he blinked and closed his eyes for a second, before opening them and checking the results again, no he wasn't imagining it.
He almost felt bad, all these years of torturing the boy when he had this fate, he better show the headmaster and Madam Pomfrey.
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Sirius had been looking for his Godson for a whole day already and to no avail, but almost religiously he kept going, only one thought on his mind, 'Harry' he was the only thing which kept him sane in Azkaban and he wasn't going to loose him to any potion, not now, not ever.
Remus was also very concerned for Harry, but also starting to get a bit worried about Sirius, as they walked along the beach Sirius' tail was standing straight up not moving, also for the last few hours he had whined non-stop.
Sirius had to stay in dog form in case anyone walked past which they did, just as a rather frightened old couple walked past Remus heard them say.
"He was so rude, I just said 'good day' and he shouted at me, not to mention that hideous tattoo on his back, I mean what was it?"
Remus turned back to the couple, "Hello, sorry I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, erm this boy, what did he look like?"
"Oh that's alright, he was very…gothic looking he had messy black hair and I think he had glasses, and he had this horrible tattoo on his back."
"Right, that's him," he grinned at Padfoot "Where was he?"
"Oh, I saw him a few minutes ago, he was headed in that direction," she pointed to a spot in the distance which they were already headed to.
"That's great than-," but Remus was interrupted by a large explosion of light, which threw them all to the ground, as they all got up he saw sand rising up from the direction the woman had just pointed to.
Immediately Remus and Padfoot ran as fast as they could towards where the explosion had been.
As soon as Remus was in sight of Harry he shot a stunning spell at him, he stopped at before him and looked around "Uh oh, are they dead Snuffles?" Remus asked.
"The dog which had been sniffing around Harry turned and did the same for the boys before turning and giving an unmistakeable nod."
"Oh God, I am sure there is a good reason, we'll have to deal with them later, first lets get Harry to Hogwarts."
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Dumbledore stared at the scroll the potions master had just given him, he paled "Ah, so the prospects don't look too good do they?"
"No, I think that would be a fair assumption"
Dumbledore looked weary, "Has Poppy seen this?
"No, I think we should go there now then"
When they reached the hospital wing Poppy was equally shocked, "his blood is black! How is that even possible?"
"I don't think anyone could recover from this, I honestly have never seen a potion like this before, never, this_will_kill him," she said in a morbid tone.
"I say we go ahead with it, the Harry we all know would want to be good or nothing, he wouldn't want to stay the way he is at the moment." Dumbledore said.
"Well then, we might as well condemn him to nothing, because that is what this treatment to rid him of the potion will do, it will turn him into a nothing. No it won't even leave him like that. It will either kill him or worse turn him into someone who has had a Dementor suck out his soul. I would rather die than that." Madam Pomfrey ranted about her almost permanent patient.
"Please Poppy calm down. We shall not even be the ones to decide, the decision shall be made from the man who was put in charge of the boy, it is Sirius' decision," Dumbledore stated as a deathly silence fell over them all.
The silence was broken by Sirius black storming into the Hospital wing shouting at the top of his voice for help.
A/N I know its really short, sorry please keep telling me what you think, even though I was not very happy with this chapter, who do you think has taken over Harry? REVIEW!!!
