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Aires Chapter 4 The truth be told
Aires Apparated back to his house put sound proofing and locking charms over his home then took Hermione's wand away from her and un-stunned her. "Now Hermione I know what you must be thinking-"Hermione cut him off her face red with anger.
"Really?" Hermione glared when Aires nodded.
"You're thinking that I've lied to you this while time." His mostly likely soon to be 'X' cut him off, once again.
"Damn right." Hermione usually had a clean mouth but when she was mad... she was a little trucker at heart.
Aires ran his left hand threw his hair. How could he explain this to Hermione? "Please let me explain before you jump to conclusions."
"Jump to conclusions? I've already jumped of the fucking cliff!" Hermione yelled.
"Alright jump to conclusions. But hear me out. I'm not like my parents at all..."
Hermione stood defensively in front of Aires. "Really? Well I wouldn't bloody know if you're like your fucking family because now that I think about it I don't know a damn thing about you."
Aires fell into pacing in front of Hermione nervously. "Sirius and Bellatrix." Aires sighed scrubbing his hands over his face. "They are cousins I know. Voldemort captured Sirius and put him under a ton of Imperius Curses that he could no way shake off. Bellatrix always like him and I was born 9 months later. A couple of day's before Harry. Sirius loved me. He said so when I saw him. He was a sucker for messy haired babies." Aires smiled thinking about the only picture he had with himself and Sirius. It was taken when he was around 8 months old and Sirius was lying on a couch with him asleep on his chest.
"Maybe that was then but what about now? How can anyone love a Death Eater, if Voldemort told you to you would have killed him."
Anger blazed in Aires' eyes, Hermione was a bit scarred. "Never! I would never hurt him. I would never hurt any one I cared about. I'm not like the Lestanges and the Blacks." Aires cried, "Sirius knew about the mark he believed me, his father was going to do the same thing. He did love me. Right after your third year he came to see me. Let's just say that my 'Dad' Regules Black wasn't the nicest. I said something's to him and woke up in a Dumpster near out house. Sirius found me there.... He smelled me out I guess." Aires balled his hands into fists and then released them. "He used my wand to heal most of my injuries. I knew he was my dad at the time but I didn't know what to do."
Sirius looked at the hurt boy sitting nervously in front of him. This was his son. Whether he liked it or not. And his brother Regules hurt his son, or so he thought. "So... How have you been?" Sirius asked.
13 year old Aires shrugged. "As good as I'm worth." Sirius nodded apparently not very well. That was what he used to say after a yelling match with some one. He would say that to any one asked how he was. I meant not very well, I was in a fight and lost.
"So... I say the Dark Mark on your arm." Sirius said quietly, Aires put his hand on the mark and grimaced then nodded his head solemnly. "I'm guess that you didn't want it." Aires again nodded but then shrugged. "You think that I don't believe you. Well I do. My father was going to force it onto me also, but I left before he could. And that's what Regules did, wasn't it." Aires nodded.
The two sat in silence Aires was staring at the ground, and Sirius was staring at his son. "Did he hurt you also?" He asked gently Aires shifted nervously and shrugged. "It was Regules." Aires nodded even though it wasn't a question. "He was always a bit violent. When we were kids." Sirius kept staring at the boy, realizing the thing he needed most was a loving family. "I don't know what to say to you." Aires shrugged not many did.
Sirius didn't know what to do. When he was upset James would usually give him a hug. He did that to Harry to cheer him up. Sirius slowly pulled his son into a tight hug. "I love you Aires." Aires choked up he wouldn't cry. "Say something."
Aires shook his head and pointed to his throat. Sirius picked up his wand and pointed it at him. Aires flinched. "Kamata." Aires opened his mouth to talk but stopped. He didn't know what to say.
"Thanks." He croaked coughing. "He put a silencing charm on me a week ago and forgot." Sirius nodded his head.
"Well then." Sirius looked at the alleyway's opening, Regulus was standing there. "Look to worthless people in a dark alley, how fitting." He said icily. "Hello their Sirius. I see you've met my son, Nickolase." Regules smiled straightening his dark green robes. Aires shrunk away from his 'father.'
"What do you mean Nickolase. His name is Aires and will always be Aires Black, and he is my son and I love him and am proud of him." Sirius replied standing up to face his brother, standing protectively in front of his son. "Reg. he is not your son nor will he ever be. I would have kept him nut I was sent to prison or didn't you know?"
"Is that so? I wouldn't have noticed you were never around enough. Have you seen Bellatrix lately? She's in Azkaban to. Jail house love birds how sweet." Regules taunted taking out his wand. Sirius glanced down looking for Aires's wand but it was gone. "Looking for this dear brother?" Sirius looked back up at Regules holding Aires' wand in his right hand. "I can always get it, all I have to do is think of it and it will come to me." Regules laughed pointing his wand at Sirius.
Aires back away from bot men. The energy coming off of them was making him sick. Regules watched the moments of the young boy. Sirius thought that Aires was right behind him, he would be able to protect him if a curse came.
Regules pointed his wand to the left of where Sirius was standing. Before Sirius could realize what was happening the curse hit its target. Looking back he realized that the target was his son.
Aires' back arched in pain as the Cruciatus Curse hit him. The pain was as bad as always. He didn't know how long he would last, just getting over a few minutes ago. It was lifted quickly. He could barley hear anything over his yells for mercy. Sirius' blurry face came into view. He had tears in his eyes. The curse was yelled again and it hit him sending more pain through his body. He could hear some one laughing and some one yelling at him to stop. The curse was once again lifted. Sirius was saying something he could understand it. Just before things went blank he hear Sirius say, "I love you my son."
Hermione wasn't impressed so Aires was a bastard child so what? "I didn't betray you. All of what I've told you has been the truth."
"What do you expect me to think Aires? I find out that you're a son of a Death Eater, one your self-
"NO! You aren't getting it I didn't want to be a Death Eater. Regules forced it on me when I was twelve because I wasn't just like him, worshiping the very ground Voldemort walked on." Aires snapped. "When I was eleven and a half I started to rebel against him. He had always been a bit violent but it all got a lot worse. I told him that I would never be a Death Eater and I would rather die first.
"He mad an arrangement that I would get the mark once I turned twelve.
Twelve year old Aires Black followed behind his father Regules Black. He said that he had a wonderful surprise for his birthday He was going to get a tattoo. Aires was happy, He had seen many people with them, maybe he would get a Quidditch one.
Aires entered the master guest bedroom at his house and saw a tall man facing away from them, with his face towards him? Aires was a bit confused but let it go, maybe it was a magic trick like the ones muggles always did.
"This is my son Nickolase Aires Black Lestrange. I wish for him to receive the dark mark." Regules said grabbing hold of Aires robes and shoved him forward. Aires stumbled falling to his knees in front.. Well behind the dark lord in another person's body. Aires couched back away from the man in front of him. He turned to look at his father tears brimming in his eyes.
"Dad please don't..." Aires stopped talking when the Dark Lord grabbed his collar of his robes pulling him up off the ground.
"He doesn't love you. He doesn't care about you." Voldemort whispered in the small boy's ear. "Your mother is a whore and is in prison with your father. Do you know who your father is?" Aires nodded his head.
"Regulus Black." Voldemort's cold laugh echoed throughout the room.
"No Regules is not your real father. Sirius Black is. Regules didn't want you, you had no where to go. Would a real father do this?" Voldemort dropped the boy on the floor and nodded his head at Regules.
Aires' heart wrenching screams pierced the night air as the Cruciatus Curse Connected with his chest. It lasted forever, for Aires but it was only a long 5 seconds. Voldemort advanced on him Aires scuttled back.
"Stay away from me I don't want to be your servant, your slave." Aires yelled at Voldemort, who smiled and drew his wand out and administered the Cruciatus Curse again on the small boy. Voldemort lifted the curse and levitated the boy to be in front of him. His body jerked and twitched from the after affects of the curse.
"You are mine." Voldemort whispered branding the boy in front of him.
Aires shivered at the memory. He'd never told any one about the night. He never wanted to. Aires quickly excused himself to the bathroom to cut his arm and to throw up.
Hermione thought hard on what she should do next. Obviously Aires wasn't evil. She still loved him, and at least now she could find out some information about him. She heard him retching in the bathroom and her heart clenched. She had been with him many times and he never hurt her once. He didn't even know that she was part of Hogwarts Golden Trio. She loved Aires and he had some problems to deal with and she would try and be there for him.
Walking into the kitchen she put a pot on the burner took some tea bags out of the cabinets with some cups. Leaning against the kitchen counter she admired the house. She loved it almost as much as she loved him. The house was quiet messy at the moment, it had chair over turned clothes strewn about, most of the dishes were pilled in and around the sink untouched. The kitchen was in disarray. Walking over to the friends she pulled it open to reveal it to be barren.
Hermione turned around as Aires stumbled out of the bathroom. Hermione didn't make a sound as the messy haired boy fell onto his bed facing away from Hermione. They were both silent for a few moments before Aires waved his wand and Hermione's own wand fell into her hands. "You can go. Sorry for keeping you here." Aires said waving the door open then threw his wand down and curled up in a ball. He heard the door close and let himself cry for the loss of Hermione. BAN:I wanted to leave you here so badly but I'm in a writing mood and felt nice so I kept going you owe me!
Aires heard the door shut and let himself release and cry at the loss of Hermione he didn't know how long he had been laying there but he jerked up when some one touched his shoulder.
"Hermione?" Aires asked sitting up fully and accepted the cup of tea she offered him. "What are you still doing here?" Hermione shrugged and smiled at him taking his hand in her own. Aires drank the cup of tea quickly then set it down on the floor.
"I'm sorry." Hermione said softly. Aires opened his mouth to say something, "No. Don't say anything." Hermione interjected. "I'm sorry because I was so harsh at passing judgment on you. I should have said or thought the things I did. I've known you for almost three months now you've done nothing to hurt me. You're not over ruling your just you. You're not commanding like a lot of other boy friends. You've done nothing but hide something from me so I wouldn't get hurt." Hermione leaned forward and kissed Aires gently.
Tears racked Aires' body. He wanted to keep them at bay but they wouldn't listen. Hermione pulled Aires forward holding him as he cried reassuring him that he wasn't alone anymore.
BAN:I hope you liked it please review and . How do you want Harry and Ron to react that Aires is going to Hogwarts? REVIEW PLEASE!!! Cho I hope you liked it!
Aires Chapter 4 The truth be told
Aires Apparated back to his house put sound proofing and locking charms over his home then took Hermione's wand away from her and un-stunned her. "Now Hermione I know what you must be thinking-"Hermione cut him off her face red with anger.
"Really?" Hermione glared when Aires nodded.
"You're thinking that I've lied to you this while time." His mostly likely soon to be 'X' cut him off, once again.
"Damn right." Hermione usually had a clean mouth but when she was mad... she was a little trucker at heart.
Aires ran his left hand threw his hair. How could he explain this to Hermione? "Please let me explain before you jump to conclusions."
"Jump to conclusions? I've already jumped of the fucking cliff!" Hermione yelled.
"Alright jump to conclusions. But hear me out. I'm not like my parents at all..."
Hermione stood defensively in front of Aires. "Really? Well I wouldn't bloody know if you're like your fucking family because now that I think about it I don't know a damn thing about you."
Aires fell into pacing in front of Hermione nervously. "Sirius and Bellatrix." Aires sighed scrubbing his hands over his face. "They are cousins I know. Voldemort captured Sirius and put him under a ton of Imperius Curses that he could no way shake off. Bellatrix always like him and I was born 9 months later. A couple of day's before Harry. Sirius loved me. He said so when I saw him. He was a sucker for messy haired babies." Aires smiled thinking about the only picture he had with himself and Sirius. It was taken when he was around 8 months old and Sirius was lying on a couch with him asleep on his chest.
"Maybe that was then but what about now? How can anyone love a Death Eater, if Voldemort told you to you would have killed him."
Anger blazed in Aires' eyes, Hermione was a bit scarred. "Never! I would never hurt him. I would never hurt any one I cared about. I'm not like the Lestanges and the Blacks." Aires cried, "Sirius knew about the mark he believed me, his father was going to do the same thing. He did love me. Right after your third year he came to see me. Let's just say that my 'Dad' Regules Black wasn't the nicest. I said something's to him and woke up in a Dumpster near out house. Sirius found me there.... He smelled me out I guess." Aires balled his hands into fists and then released them. "He used my wand to heal most of my injuries. I knew he was my dad at the time but I didn't know what to do."
Sirius looked at the hurt boy sitting nervously in front of him. This was his son. Whether he liked it or not. And his brother Regules hurt his son, or so he thought. "So... How have you been?" Sirius asked.
13 year old Aires shrugged. "As good as I'm worth." Sirius nodded apparently not very well. That was what he used to say after a yelling match with some one. He would say that to any one asked how he was. I meant not very well, I was in a fight and lost.
"So... I say the Dark Mark on your arm." Sirius said quietly, Aires put his hand on the mark and grimaced then nodded his head solemnly. "I'm guess that you didn't want it." Aires again nodded but then shrugged. "You think that I don't believe you. Well I do. My father was going to force it onto me also, but I left before he could. And that's what Regules did, wasn't it." Aires nodded.
The two sat in silence Aires was staring at the ground, and Sirius was staring at his son. "Did he hurt you also?" He asked gently Aires shifted nervously and shrugged. "It was Regules." Aires nodded even though it wasn't a question. "He was always a bit violent. When we were kids." Sirius kept staring at the boy, realizing the thing he needed most was a loving family. "I don't know what to say to you." Aires shrugged not many did.
Sirius didn't know what to do. When he was upset James would usually give him a hug. He did that to Harry to cheer him up. Sirius slowly pulled his son into a tight hug. "I love you Aires." Aires choked up he wouldn't cry. "Say something."
Aires shook his head and pointed to his throat. Sirius picked up his wand and pointed it at him. Aires flinched. "Kamata." Aires opened his mouth to talk but stopped. He didn't know what to say.
"Thanks." He croaked coughing. "He put a silencing charm on me a week ago and forgot." Sirius nodded his head.
"Well then." Sirius looked at the alleyway's opening, Regulus was standing there. "Look to worthless people in a dark alley, how fitting." He said icily. "Hello their Sirius. I see you've met my son, Nickolase." Regules smiled straightening his dark green robes. Aires shrunk away from his 'father.'
"What do you mean Nickolase. His name is Aires and will always be Aires Black, and he is my son and I love him and am proud of him." Sirius replied standing up to face his brother, standing protectively in front of his son. "Reg. he is not your son nor will he ever be. I would have kept him nut I was sent to prison or didn't you know?"
"Is that so? I wouldn't have noticed you were never around enough. Have you seen Bellatrix lately? She's in Azkaban to. Jail house love birds how sweet." Regules taunted taking out his wand. Sirius glanced down looking for Aires's wand but it was gone. "Looking for this dear brother?" Sirius looked back up at Regules holding Aires' wand in his right hand. "I can always get it, all I have to do is think of it and it will come to me." Regules laughed pointing his wand at Sirius.
Aires back away from bot men. The energy coming off of them was making him sick. Regules watched the moments of the young boy. Sirius thought that Aires was right behind him, he would be able to protect him if a curse came.
Regules pointed his wand to the left of where Sirius was standing. Before Sirius could realize what was happening the curse hit its target. Looking back he realized that the target was his son.
Aires' back arched in pain as the Cruciatus Curse hit him. The pain was as bad as always. He didn't know how long he would last, just getting over a few minutes ago. It was lifted quickly. He could barley hear anything over his yells for mercy. Sirius' blurry face came into view. He had tears in his eyes. The curse was yelled again and it hit him sending more pain through his body. He could hear some one laughing and some one yelling at him to stop. The curse was once again lifted. Sirius was saying something he could understand it. Just before things went blank he hear Sirius say, "I love you my son."
Hermione wasn't impressed so Aires was a bastard child so what? "I didn't betray you. All of what I've told you has been the truth."
"What do you expect me to think Aires? I find out that you're a son of a Death Eater, one your self-
"NO! You aren't getting it I didn't want to be a Death Eater. Regules forced it on me when I was twelve because I wasn't just like him, worshiping the very ground Voldemort walked on." Aires snapped. "When I was eleven and a half I started to rebel against him. He had always been a bit violent but it all got a lot worse. I told him that I would never be a Death Eater and I would rather die first.
"He mad an arrangement that I would get the mark once I turned twelve.
Twelve year old Aires Black followed behind his father Regules Black. He said that he had a wonderful surprise for his birthday He was going to get a tattoo. Aires was happy, He had seen many people with them, maybe he would get a Quidditch one.
Aires entered the master guest bedroom at his house and saw a tall man facing away from them, with his face towards him? Aires was a bit confused but let it go, maybe it was a magic trick like the ones muggles always did.
"This is my son Nickolase Aires Black Lestrange. I wish for him to receive the dark mark." Regules said grabbing hold of Aires robes and shoved him forward. Aires stumbled falling to his knees in front.. Well behind the dark lord in another person's body. Aires couched back away from the man in front of him. He turned to look at his father tears brimming in his eyes.
"Dad please don't..." Aires stopped talking when the Dark Lord grabbed his collar of his robes pulling him up off the ground.
"He doesn't love you. He doesn't care about you." Voldemort whispered in the small boy's ear. "Your mother is a whore and is in prison with your father. Do you know who your father is?" Aires nodded his head.
"Regulus Black." Voldemort's cold laugh echoed throughout the room.
"No Regules is not your real father. Sirius Black is. Regules didn't want you, you had no where to go. Would a real father do this?" Voldemort dropped the boy on the floor and nodded his head at Regules.
Aires' heart wrenching screams pierced the night air as the Cruciatus Curse Connected with his chest. It lasted forever, for Aires but it was only a long 5 seconds. Voldemort advanced on him Aires scuttled back.
"Stay away from me I don't want to be your servant, your slave." Aires yelled at Voldemort, who smiled and drew his wand out and administered the Cruciatus Curse again on the small boy. Voldemort lifted the curse and levitated the boy to be in front of him. His body jerked and twitched from the after affects of the curse.
"You are mine." Voldemort whispered branding the boy in front of him.
Aires shivered at the memory. He'd never told any one about the night. He never wanted to. Aires quickly excused himself to the bathroom to cut his arm and to throw up.
Hermione thought hard on what she should do next. Obviously Aires wasn't evil. She still loved him, and at least now she could find out some information about him. She heard him retching in the bathroom and her heart clenched. She had been with him many times and he never hurt her once. He didn't even know that she was part of Hogwarts Golden Trio. She loved Aires and he had some problems to deal with and she would try and be there for him.
Walking into the kitchen she put a pot on the burner took some tea bags out of the cabinets with some cups. Leaning against the kitchen counter she admired the house. She loved it almost as much as she loved him. The house was quiet messy at the moment, it had chair over turned clothes strewn about, most of the dishes were pilled in and around the sink untouched. The kitchen was in disarray. Walking over to the friends she pulled it open to reveal it to be barren.
Hermione turned around as Aires stumbled out of the bathroom. Hermione didn't make a sound as the messy haired boy fell onto his bed facing away from Hermione. They were both silent for a few moments before Aires waved his wand and Hermione's own wand fell into her hands. "You can go. Sorry for keeping you here." Aires said waving the door open then threw his wand down and curled up in a ball. He heard the door close and let himself cry for the loss of Hermione. BAN:I wanted to leave you here so badly but I'm in a writing mood and felt nice so I kept going you owe me!
Aires heard the door shut and let himself release and cry at the loss of Hermione he didn't know how long he had been laying there but he jerked up when some one touched his shoulder.
"Hermione?" Aires asked sitting up fully and accepted the cup of tea she offered him. "What are you still doing here?" Hermione shrugged and smiled at him taking his hand in her own. Aires drank the cup of tea quickly then set it down on the floor.
"I'm sorry." Hermione said softly. Aires opened his mouth to say something, "No. Don't say anything." Hermione interjected. "I'm sorry because I was so harsh at passing judgment on you. I should have said or thought the things I did. I've known you for almost three months now you've done nothing to hurt me. You're not over ruling your just you. You're not commanding like a lot of other boy friends. You've done nothing but hide something from me so I wouldn't get hurt." Hermione leaned forward and kissed Aires gently.
Tears racked Aires' body. He wanted to keep them at bay but they wouldn't listen. Hermione pulled Aires forward holding him as he cried reassuring him that he wasn't alone anymore.
BAN:I hope you liked it please review and . How do you want Harry and Ron to react that Aires is going to Hogwarts? REVIEW PLEASE!!! Cho I hope you liked it!