CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Sirius versus the Warden
It was now mid-June, Hagrid had been released from Azkaban when the attacks at Hogwarts had finally ceased and the culprit, discovered. Sirius was not surprised when word reached him that it had been his Godson, Harry, that had saved the day by killing off the creature that had been doing the attacks and also had destroyed its master. He had boasted about it, and had done so with a sense of pride. He told the story of Harry Potter, defeating the evil at Hogwarts, to all of those who were sane enough to understand what he was saying.
"I knew Harry would figure it out and put a stop to it," Sirius had laughed, "He had to because he was the son of James Potter."
"Yeah, that must be it." McBride muttered, he was trying hard not to smile at the way Sirius was acting. Sirius spent the rest Social Hour in telling the prisoner of Harry's exploits at Hogwarts. A lot had scowled at him, how dare he talk about Harry Potter, the boy who had defeated the Dark Lord. But most had listened to Sirius with curiosity, not towards Harry, but toward Harry, but toward Sirius. He seemed so--normal, they had thought. Why hasn't he been affected by the Dementors, even though he is the most guarded prisoner in Azkaban? It seemed that Sirius was in the prison physically, but not here mentally.
Towards the end of social hour, Sirius had to cut his story short when the Warden stepped into the court yard, and was closely followed by a man that Sirius thought must have been an Auror. He looked around at the prisoners before saying, "Now, I have heard rumors of a rebellion in the works. A rebellion that hopes to see me killed and then hopes to escape from the prison. "
Sirius, who had stopped telling the story, was listening to the Warden's every word. He had a strong suspicion that the Warden was making this story up as he went along. The Warden paused to enjoy the stunned silence and then plowed on, "The leader of this-uh-rebellion is known to me." A pause an then, "Will the prisoner named Gregory McBride step forward, please?"
Sirius looked quickly at the man who was standing behind him. He could tell from the look of confusion on Gregory's face that this was news to him. Sirius was not going to stand for this nonsense again. He had to stand up to the Warden. Sirius took a step forward and began to stare the Warden down, a look of hatred and disgust on his face.
"If you don't mind my asking," Sirius began coolly,"but who is your informant?"
"Black," the Warden began, "SHUT UP!"
"No," Sirius said defiantly and taking another step forward, "I won't."
The Warden blinked, took out his wand, sighed, and said, "Crucio."
A few seconds later, Sirius was shrieking with pain upon the ground.
"I will not tolerate that kind of disobedience, Black." The Warden snarled, his wand still at the ready.
"Now," the Warden said in business-like tone, "McBride, please step forward."
Sirius saw that McBride was about to do as he was ordered. He stood up and yelled, "No! Don't do it Gregory!"
"Black, if you don't want solitary confinement for the rest of your miserable life, shut up." The Warden finished coolly.
"Give it to me then." Sirius snarled.
The Warden made ready to curse Black again.
"Go ahead," Sirius snapped,"Curse me you coward. If you were a real man, you'd let me defend myself."
Something flashed in the Warden's eyes, "A duel then?" the Warden said, a small smile beginning to appear on his face.
"Yeah," Black snarled, "A duel."
"Okay, here's the deal," the Warden began casually, "If you win, I will not have the Dementors kiss McBride, but you'll have to receive Solitary Confinement just in case word of this gets out. But, If I win, He will be kissed before the day is out."
"Fine," Black said coldly,"let's do this."
"Right," the Warden began, "Hawthorne?"
The auror that was standing behind the Warden came forward.
"Yes, sir?" Hawthorne asked.
"Give Black your wand."
The Auror just simply threw the wand up for Sirius to catch. When he had it in his hand, Sirius had almost immediately uttered the duel's first curse, but remembered about the rules of formal dueling and bowed.
The Warden also bowed, and upon standing up straight, had their wands in the ready position.
"Crucio." the Warden bellowed.
"Protego." Sirius answered.
And the cruciatus curse was repelled and flung back at the Warden. The Warden ducked just in time. The prisoners that could contemplate what was going on began to cheer as the duel began.
"Wingardium Leviosa." Sirius said, pointing his wand at the Warden.
The Warden was lifted up off the ground and, with the flick of Sirius's wand, was flung into the hard, stone wall. With another flick of his wrist, Sirius lifted the charm and the Warden fell to the ground with a BANG.
The Warden's nose was broken, and upon seeing this, Sirius began to laugh at his unfortunate opponent. The Warden gave a loud yell and charged Sirius. They began to at a very fast pace, as fast as the spells could come out of their mouths. Their wands became blurs as the duel continued.
Finally, Sirius shot a very powerful spell that knocked the Warden off his feet, signaling that Sirius had won. The prisoners gave a loud shout of joy as the Warden went down in defeat. The Warden quickly jumped to his feet and was about ready to continue the duel when he gave a forced laugh.
"Well," the Warden said, trying and failing at being a good sport, "It appears you have beaten me Mr. Black. Please step down to Solitary Confinement, and yes, Mr. McBride will not be receiving the Dementor's Kiss."
Sirius handed Hawthorne back his wand and made his way for the corridor when he heard the Warden call after him, "Like I said, Mr. McBride will not be receiving the Dementor's Kiss."
The Warden aimed his wand directly at McBride's heart and shouted, "Avada Kedavra." A jet of green light came out of the Warden's wand and hit McBride in the chest. McBride gave a small gasp of surprise before falling, spread eagled, on the floor. He was dead before hitting the ground.
Sirius, upon seeing this, gave a loud cry of anger and charged the Warden.
"Stupefy." the Warden yelled, now pointing his wand at Sirius. The spell hit Sirius. He fell onto his stomach, out cold. The Warden smiled, lowered his wand, and strolled over to Black's unconscious body. He kicked Black, the force of the kick rolled Sirius onto his back.
"Well, I didn't say anything about not giving him any punishment." The Warden sneered, "I sure hope you can forgive me for overlooking that-- er--minor detail."
The Warden turned to Hawthorne and said, "Drag this pile of filth to Solitary Confinement."
The Warden took one last look at Sirius and then walked away, smiling wickedly.
Sirius versus the Warden
It was now mid-June, Hagrid had been released from Azkaban when the attacks at Hogwarts had finally ceased and the culprit, discovered. Sirius was not surprised when word reached him that it had been his Godson, Harry, that had saved the day by killing off the creature that had been doing the attacks and also had destroyed its master. He had boasted about it, and had done so with a sense of pride. He told the story of Harry Potter, defeating the evil at Hogwarts, to all of those who were sane enough to understand what he was saying.
"I knew Harry would figure it out and put a stop to it," Sirius had laughed, "He had to because he was the son of James Potter."
"Yeah, that must be it." McBride muttered, he was trying hard not to smile at the way Sirius was acting. Sirius spent the rest Social Hour in telling the prisoner of Harry's exploits at Hogwarts. A lot had scowled at him, how dare he talk about Harry Potter, the boy who had defeated the Dark Lord. But most had listened to Sirius with curiosity, not towards Harry, but toward Harry, but toward Sirius. He seemed so--normal, they had thought. Why hasn't he been affected by the Dementors, even though he is the most guarded prisoner in Azkaban? It seemed that Sirius was in the prison physically, but not here mentally.
Towards the end of social hour, Sirius had to cut his story short when the Warden stepped into the court yard, and was closely followed by a man that Sirius thought must have been an Auror. He looked around at the prisoners before saying, "Now, I have heard rumors of a rebellion in the works. A rebellion that hopes to see me killed and then hopes to escape from the prison. "
Sirius, who had stopped telling the story, was listening to the Warden's every word. He had a strong suspicion that the Warden was making this story up as he went along. The Warden paused to enjoy the stunned silence and then plowed on, "The leader of this-uh-rebellion is known to me." A pause an then, "Will the prisoner named Gregory McBride step forward, please?"
Sirius looked quickly at the man who was standing behind him. He could tell from the look of confusion on Gregory's face that this was news to him. Sirius was not going to stand for this nonsense again. He had to stand up to the Warden. Sirius took a step forward and began to stare the Warden down, a look of hatred and disgust on his face.
"If you don't mind my asking," Sirius began coolly,"but who is your informant?"
"Black," the Warden began, "SHUT UP!"
"No," Sirius said defiantly and taking another step forward, "I won't."
The Warden blinked, took out his wand, sighed, and said, "Crucio."
A few seconds later, Sirius was shrieking with pain upon the ground.
"I will not tolerate that kind of disobedience, Black." The Warden snarled, his wand still at the ready.
"Now," the Warden said in business-like tone, "McBride, please step forward."
Sirius saw that McBride was about to do as he was ordered. He stood up and yelled, "No! Don't do it Gregory!"
"Black, if you don't want solitary confinement for the rest of your miserable life, shut up." The Warden finished coolly.
"Give it to me then." Sirius snarled.
The Warden made ready to curse Black again.
"Go ahead," Sirius snapped,"Curse me you coward. If you were a real man, you'd let me defend myself."
Something flashed in the Warden's eyes, "A duel then?" the Warden said, a small smile beginning to appear on his face.
"Yeah," Black snarled, "A duel."
"Okay, here's the deal," the Warden began casually, "If you win, I will not have the Dementors kiss McBride, but you'll have to receive Solitary Confinement just in case word of this gets out. But, If I win, He will be kissed before the day is out."
"Fine," Black said coldly,"let's do this."
"Right," the Warden began, "Hawthorne?"
The auror that was standing behind the Warden came forward.
"Yes, sir?" Hawthorne asked.
"Give Black your wand."
The Auror just simply threw the wand up for Sirius to catch. When he had it in his hand, Sirius had almost immediately uttered the duel's first curse, but remembered about the rules of formal dueling and bowed.
The Warden also bowed, and upon standing up straight, had their wands in the ready position.
"Crucio." the Warden bellowed.
"Protego." Sirius answered.
And the cruciatus curse was repelled and flung back at the Warden. The Warden ducked just in time. The prisoners that could contemplate what was going on began to cheer as the duel began.
"Wingardium Leviosa." Sirius said, pointing his wand at the Warden.
The Warden was lifted up off the ground and, with the flick of Sirius's wand, was flung into the hard, stone wall. With another flick of his wrist, Sirius lifted the charm and the Warden fell to the ground with a BANG.
The Warden's nose was broken, and upon seeing this, Sirius began to laugh at his unfortunate opponent. The Warden gave a loud yell and charged Sirius. They began to at a very fast pace, as fast as the spells could come out of their mouths. Their wands became blurs as the duel continued.
Finally, Sirius shot a very powerful spell that knocked the Warden off his feet, signaling that Sirius had won. The prisoners gave a loud shout of joy as the Warden went down in defeat. The Warden quickly jumped to his feet and was about ready to continue the duel when he gave a forced laugh.
"Well," the Warden said, trying and failing at being a good sport, "It appears you have beaten me Mr. Black. Please step down to Solitary Confinement, and yes, Mr. McBride will not be receiving the Dementor's Kiss."
Sirius handed Hawthorne back his wand and made his way for the corridor when he heard the Warden call after him, "Like I said, Mr. McBride will not be receiving the Dementor's Kiss."
The Warden aimed his wand directly at McBride's heart and shouted, "Avada Kedavra." A jet of green light came out of the Warden's wand and hit McBride in the chest. McBride gave a small gasp of surprise before falling, spread eagled, on the floor. He was dead before hitting the ground.
Sirius, upon seeing this, gave a loud cry of anger and charged the Warden.
"Stupefy." the Warden yelled, now pointing his wand at Sirius. The spell hit Sirius. He fell onto his stomach, out cold. The Warden smiled, lowered his wand, and strolled over to Black's unconscious body. He kicked Black, the force of the kick rolled Sirius onto his back.
"Well, I didn't say anything about not giving him any punishment." The Warden sneered, "I sure hope you can forgive me for overlooking that-- er--minor detail."
The Warden turned to Hawthorne and said, "Drag this pile of filth to Solitary Confinement."
The Warden took one last look at Sirius and then walked away, smiling wickedly.