I take it, that nobody bothered to review because .. Well I don't really
know why, but you know what?! I will go on with it and nobody's going to
stop me! (A few Reviews would still be nice. *Pouts* Oh, and flames are
welcome, too)
Now enjoy the next (really short) chapter:
Explanation
Back in the living room Madam Pomfrey was eager to hear an explanation. "Well? What is going on and why do you believe he's innocent? Albus you said he was their secret-keeper yourself!" Dumbledore bowed his head and answered in a heavy voice: "Yes, and the price for that error was very high. Too high. It is true that I testified against Sirius. And that I believed him guilty until the end of the year Remus was teaching at Hogwarts. I think you remember when young Mr. Potter claimed that Sirius is innocent?"
The mediwitch seemed to do so vividly. "Oh, but the poor boy was totally confused. The Dementors might have had that effect on him, or he was shocked by seeing Remus transform..." Remus swallowed, guilt welling up his throat. He had often imagined what it would've been like, if he hadn't forgotten his potion that night. "...or Black could have used a Confundus Charm on him." The Headmaster shook his head. "I spoke to him and his story made completely sense." "And who committed those murders if not him?", she asked, frowning.
"Peter.", Remus spoke up. "Peter Pettigrew. He was the spy. He traded Lily and James and he murdered those muggles." Madam Pomfrey looked at him. "But he was killed! And how could he have known where the Potters were hiding? They were using the Fidelius Charm, weren't they?" "That is right, but Sirius wasn't the Secret-Keeper.", Dumbledore said, sipping at his tea. "James decided to switch on Peter, because it would be the last thing anybody would suspect. As we have seen. Peter was the spy we were trying to protect them from. And when Sirius found out what had happened, he hunted the traitor down." "So it was Pettigrew who had been lacking all the information before?" She slowly started to see where all this was leading. "Exactly. When he was cornered in that street, he screamed that Sirius was the traitor. Taken aback Sirius didn't see the attack come. It was Peter who killed all those Muggles. And he framed Sirius as he escaped." Madam Pomfrey seemed to have difficulties to take up that amount of shocking information.
"But the finger.....they found his finger....and how did he get away without anybody noticing?" She glanced at Remus, who had been listening silently while nipping at his teacup. Without looking up he answered: "He was.....is an Animagus. Just as Sirius is. And James was. They became Animagi when we were in school, in fifth year, so they could keep me company during the full moon. Sirius and James helped Peter and after three years they managed.
When Sirius cornered him, Peter blew up the street and cut his own finger of. Then he transformed and fled. Leaving Sirius to take the blame." This time she didn't say anything. She just stared at the werewolf as if pleading him to tell her it was a joke. How could they have made such a mistake? This man had been in Azkaban, completely undeserved. She felt her face heating up as she remembered what she had screamed at him. That blank look in his eyes. "Oh my.....God. How.....so.....so Pettigrew was....." She didn't know what to say.
"He's been with me since last summer. He got injured on his last mission. I should owl Harry, Sirius told him I would." Remus got up and fetched some parchment and a quill and looked fir his owl. The mediwitch still sat stunned at the table, a now cold cup of tea in her hands. Dumbledore laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We all made that mistake and grieving won't help him now." She looked up at his stern expression. "We should see what we can do for him at the moment." Nodding her head she stood up as well and went to check on Sirius.
Now alone at the table Dumbledore looked at his hands thoughtfully. "They would have wanted us to take care of him, too."
Madam Pomfrey entered the dark room silently and lit some candles. Remus had drawn the curtains shut so the light of the afternoon sun was blocked out. She stood beside the bed and observed its occupant thoughtfully. The events of the past hours were still racing through her mind. Albus rushing in the hospital wing, telling her that one of their men had been injured seriously. Letting her pack up some stuff and then apparating with her to Remus' house. She had thought that the werewolf might have hurt himself during his transformation.
Discovering the supposed murderer then had been quite a shock. And discovering the truth an even bigger one. Now she felt oddly guilty. For all the trouble Sirius Black had caused together with James Potter and Remus Lupin back at school, she had liked the boy much. He'd always cared about his friends, never abandoned Remus because of his Lycantrophy. And she had found it hard to believe he had been the traitor. But now it seemed even harder to believe he was innocent.
The witch laid a hand on Sirius' forehead. His temperature was slightly raised, so at least he wasn't cold anymore. Hopefully the wound hadn't been infected. He was lucky he hadn't gone in shock. He was sleeping soundly. She checked him over, her thoughts gliding back to his undeserved imprisonment. Surrounded by Dementores all the time. Poor thing. How had he survived this mental torment for such long time?
Noticing the faint scars on his arms and chest her brow furrowed. The white lines on his wrists stood out despite the pale colour of his skin. Examining him further the frown deepened as she saw his rips sticking out. Half a year should've been time enough to gain back some weight. Maybe it was the stress, after all he was still on the run. His leg was healing nicely, it should be done in a few days.
Stroking the hair out of his face she put out the light and left the room.
A/N: And, what did you think? (I liked it, but I don't think anyone cares) Please R&R!!!
Now enjoy the next (really short) chapter:
Explanation
Back in the living room Madam Pomfrey was eager to hear an explanation. "Well? What is going on and why do you believe he's innocent? Albus you said he was their secret-keeper yourself!" Dumbledore bowed his head and answered in a heavy voice: "Yes, and the price for that error was very high. Too high. It is true that I testified against Sirius. And that I believed him guilty until the end of the year Remus was teaching at Hogwarts. I think you remember when young Mr. Potter claimed that Sirius is innocent?"
The mediwitch seemed to do so vividly. "Oh, but the poor boy was totally confused. The Dementors might have had that effect on him, or he was shocked by seeing Remus transform..." Remus swallowed, guilt welling up his throat. He had often imagined what it would've been like, if he hadn't forgotten his potion that night. "...or Black could have used a Confundus Charm on him." The Headmaster shook his head. "I spoke to him and his story made completely sense." "And who committed those murders if not him?", she asked, frowning.
"Peter.", Remus spoke up. "Peter Pettigrew. He was the spy. He traded Lily and James and he murdered those muggles." Madam Pomfrey looked at him. "But he was killed! And how could he have known where the Potters were hiding? They were using the Fidelius Charm, weren't they?" "That is right, but Sirius wasn't the Secret-Keeper.", Dumbledore said, sipping at his tea. "James decided to switch on Peter, because it would be the last thing anybody would suspect. As we have seen. Peter was the spy we were trying to protect them from. And when Sirius found out what had happened, he hunted the traitor down." "So it was Pettigrew who had been lacking all the information before?" She slowly started to see where all this was leading. "Exactly. When he was cornered in that street, he screamed that Sirius was the traitor. Taken aback Sirius didn't see the attack come. It was Peter who killed all those Muggles. And he framed Sirius as he escaped." Madam Pomfrey seemed to have difficulties to take up that amount of shocking information.
"But the finger.....they found his finger....and how did he get away without anybody noticing?" She glanced at Remus, who had been listening silently while nipping at his teacup. Without looking up he answered: "He was.....is an Animagus. Just as Sirius is. And James was. They became Animagi when we were in school, in fifth year, so they could keep me company during the full moon. Sirius and James helped Peter and after three years they managed.
When Sirius cornered him, Peter blew up the street and cut his own finger of. Then he transformed and fled. Leaving Sirius to take the blame." This time she didn't say anything. She just stared at the werewolf as if pleading him to tell her it was a joke. How could they have made such a mistake? This man had been in Azkaban, completely undeserved. She felt her face heating up as she remembered what she had screamed at him. That blank look in his eyes. "Oh my.....God. How.....so.....so Pettigrew was....." She didn't know what to say.
"He's been with me since last summer. He got injured on his last mission. I should owl Harry, Sirius told him I would." Remus got up and fetched some parchment and a quill and looked fir his owl. The mediwitch still sat stunned at the table, a now cold cup of tea in her hands. Dumbledore laid a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We all made that mistake and grieving won't help him now." She looked up at his stern expression. "We should see what we can do for him at the moment." Nodding her head she stood up as well and went to check on Sirius.
Now alone at the table Dumbledore looked at his hands thoughtfully. "They would have wanted us to take care of him, too."
Madam Pomfrey entered the dark room silently and lit some candles. Remus had drawn the curtains shut so the light of the afternoon sun was blocked out. She stood beside the bed and observed its occupant thoughtfully. The events of the past hours were still racing through her mind. Albus rushing in the hospital wing, telling her that one of their men had been injured seriously. Letting her pack up some stuff and then apparating with her to Remus' house. She had thought that the werewolf might have hurt himself during his transformation.
Discovering the supposed murderer then had been quite a shock. And discovering the truth an even bigger one. Now she felt oddly guilty. For all the trouble Sirius Black had caused together with James Potter and Remus Lupin back at school, she had liked the boy much. He'd always cared about his friends, never abandoned Remus because of his Lycantrophy. And she had found it hard to believe he had been the traitor. But now it seemed even harder to believe he was innocent.
The witch laid a hand on Sirius' forehead. His temperature was slightly raised, so at least he wasn't cold anymore. Hopefully the wound hadn't been infected. He was lucky he hadn't gone in shock. He was sleeping soundly. She checked him over, her thoughts gliding back to his undeserved imprisonment. Surrounded by Dementores all the time. Poor thing. How had he survived this mental torment for such long time?
Noticing the faint scars on his arms and chest her brow furrowed. The white lines on his wrists stood out despite the pale colour of his skin. Examining him further the frown deepened as she saw his rips sticking out. Half a year should've been time enough to gain back some weight. Maybe it was the stress, after all he was still on the run. His leg was healing nicely, it should be done in a few days.
Stroking the hair out of his face she put out the light and left the room.
A/N: And, what did you think? (I liked it, but I don't think anyone cares) Please R&R!!!