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Well here's the BIG chapter for this story, this kind of brings the story into an ending mode. Granted, there's still a few chapters left cause I do have to end it, lol, but this is the climax of the story, so to speak. So read on and tell me what you think!! Enjoy...
Chapter Thirteen
The two weeks of Christmas Break went by in a flash. Mo couldn't believe how much her life had turned around. When she had wanted for a normal life, she had never expected what she had gotten. Unfortunately, it only made what she had to do harder.
The end of December had come during Christmas break and Regulus had already told her that it was too risky to visit Voldemort when there were so little people at Hogwarts. The end of January was coming to an end, however, and Mo was starting to get nervous.
When the day finally arrived for her to face the Dark Lord, she couldn't bring herself to say goodbye to her friends again.
As they left the Great Hall that night after dinner, she managed to slip away from her friends. She watched them go with sad eyes. Forgive me, she thought, this is the only way I know to protect you. She turned from the masses of students coming from the Great Hall and disappeared into a classroom.
She performed a simple invisibility charm on herself and then headed down to the Forbidden Forest just as the sun was setting. The forest was especially quiet as she stole through the trees and underbrush. Not a thing moved or made a sound and it was starting to grate on her nerves.
By the time she reached the clearing in the heart of the forest she was wound so tight that she was having trouble breathing. The others had already arrived and they looked up when she entered the clearing, although they could not see her.
She muttered a few words and the invisibility charm vanished. They all looked away when they saw it was her and continued with their conversation.
The silence was oppressive as Mo stood against a tree by herself across from the rest of them. Had she had a watch, she was sure that the time would have stopped moving.
"Maureen," Mo looked up to see Regulus looking down at her.
"Yes," she replied coldly.
"I've heard some disturbing rumors," he answered nonchalantly. "Is it true you've been shagging my brother?"
Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously. She may have decided to walk a straighter path than the one Voldemort had set for her but it wouldn't stop her from throttling Regulus. "What is it to you?"
"Well let me see," Regulus said. "He is one of the ones Voldemort said to keep an eye on. He could be dangerous to us, though I doubt it."
"So I've kept a close eye on him," Mo growled. "I don't see how it's any business of yours."
Regulus placed a hand next to her head against the tree she was leaning on and whispered, "I don't like it when people take what's mine."
Mo sneered, "I was never, and will never be yours Regulus. You may have enjoyed our one fling in bed but I can assure you it was a very big mistake." When he only smirked and moved in for a kiss she lifted her right arm and punched him in the jaw.
"Bastard," she snarled.
Regulus touched a hand to his lip, which was gushing blood. He stared at her in pure rage and had she not been expecting to die this night, she thought Regulus might have killed her anyway. "You little bitch," he moved forward only to be stayed by a commanding voice.
"Leave her Regulus," Voldemort's voice was dark and sinister. "You wouldn't stand a chance against the little hellion."
Mo watched with fiery eyes as Regulus retreated a few feet, however unwillingly. She smirked, "Pity Black. I would've enjoyed killing you."
Bella snickered, "I'm glad somebody finally put him in his place."
"How sad that it was Maureen," Malfoy muttered.
"Enough!" Voldemort's eyes flashed dangerously as they settled on Mo again. He eyed her intently, "What is it you have hidden behind that pretty face of yours?"
Mo took a step forward to fight off the feeling to run, "Nothing that concerns you."
Voldemort grabbed her chin none to gently and informed her, "You forget my dear that your whole life is my concern and that right now, what you tell me decides your future. But it would be no matter to kill you, thought it would be a shame to lose something so useful...and determined." He added this as her eyes hardened under his stare.
"My life is not your concern anymore," she stated. "I'm finished with this business. I hate it and I hate the life I'm forced to live because of you. I will not be your emissary anymore Lord Voldemort. I will not betray my friends for you."
Voldemort released her chin, "So you've decided to betray me instead is that it Maureen?" Mo stuck out her chin defiantly but didn't answer. "You will regret it."
He lifted his wand and a flash of silver light slammed into her. She stumbled backwards with a scream. The pain ripping through her body was unbearable. With nothing to support her she fell back, collapsing into thorn bushes.
As she scrambled to her feet the thorns dug deeper into her skin, leaving scratches of blood all over her body. She looked around at Bella and Narcissa who were glaring at her maliciously. She sneered but rubbed her ring self-consciously, "None of you would be anything without him, you know that don't you? All that power you all think you have, you get from him."
"What are you saying Mo?" Bella asked moving closer to her.
"Where'd Mo get off to?" James asked Sirius as they sat in the common room alone after dinner.
"Dunno," Sirius replied frowning. "I don't think I've seen her since dinner. Maybe she's with the girls."
"Nope," James replied. "Lils asked me to tell her to meet them at the library when she came back. Hey, what's that?"
Sirius looked down at his hand where James was pointing and suddenly a quick flash of pain flashed through his body. "Ah," he bent over wheezing in pain. It went as fast as it came and Sirius just stared at the bond stone on his hand that was flashing. "What in the hell?"
"What happened?" James asked.
Sirius suddenly went ghost white, "Oh god. Mo's in trouble."
"What?" James asked. "How do you know? Where is she?"
Sirius closed his eyes as another wave of pain washed through his body. Her face wavered in front of him, screaming silently. "She's in the Forbidden Forest. I have to go."
"But Sirius-"James couldn't even finished as Sirius had taken off.
"Crucio!" Voldemort's voice was silky, and menacing.
Mo fell again to the ground with a cry, the rest of them looking on in dissolute amusement.
"You were always my favorite Maureen," he told her as he lifted the curse and left her panting. "I gave you free reign, let you do as you pleased. All I asked was that you watch these few people so I could kill them if they did anything suspicious. To say the very least, it makes me very unhappy with you."
Mo glared up at him from her place at his feet, "I don't care anymore. If you're going to kill me just get it over with."
"Ah, ah, ah," the Dark Lord tutted, "There's more isn't there? Let's see what did I forget? Ah yes, you betrayed me for your little friends. Now my darling they are in as much peril as you."
Mo choked back a sob as she fixed him with a angry stare," Do what you will with me but leave them alone. They have nothing to do with this."
"Ah you see," he replied patting her on the head. "They had everything to do with it if I recall. Your assignment was to keep an eye on them so that I could kill them when the time was right. But you went and fell in love with one of them and it's made you soft. Would you honestly die for that sad excuse for a pure blood?"
Mo refused to answer the question and said, "I'm not afraid to die."
"Oh I'm aware of that," he told her. "But I think you're afraid to see you're friends die. I think I'll have a little fun with your friends first...then I'll keep you alive a little longer so you can die reliving their horrible deaths."
She was unable to restrain the terror inside her any longer and she broke down into terrified sobs. She had never been afraid for her own life but her friends were another story. None of them deserved to die, not by Voldemort's hand. The Dark Lord laughed shrilly above her and she winced, angry at her show of weakness.
Sirius raced through the forest following the screams that he was sure were Mo's. He didn't bother to be quiet about it, he was way to worked up for that. As he ran the screams got louder until suddenly he saw a clearing in the trees ahead.
He skidded to a halt and crouched silently in the shadows to watch. In the middle of the clearing stood a tall, menacing figure and curled at his feet was the form a girl. "Mo!" he whispered but held his ground.
She was crying, he could see the moonlight reflecting off her tears. As Mo controlled her sobs the man spoke and it sent chills down Sirius's spine.
"You see," he whispered. "You're already terrified." He paused and then nodded as if agreeing with himself, "Yes I'm afraid they're going to die because of you, traitorous little thing that you are. Can you imagine they trusted you? Filthy worm, you are no better then them and I promise to see to it that you all die. Lord Voldemort doesn't break his promises."
Sirius suddenly realized that this was a lot more serious than he had first thought and the sooner the better. He stood on impulse and entered the clearing.
"Well maybe you should save it for another time," he shouted. "Because tonight just isn't going to work out for me."
"Sirius Black," Voldemort snarled and turned his ugly snout towards the dark haired young man. "I had a feeling I would be seeing you tonight."
"Did you?" Sirius smirked his heart racing in his chest.
"Sirius!" Mo groaned. She stared pleadingly at him, "Get out of here. Please."
Sirius's deep blue eyes traced over Mo's bloody form. He could see clearly now that she had already been hurt badly and it nearly pushed him off the edge of his self-control to see it. What are you doing here Mo, he mused, how did this happen? He knew that it didn't matter to him, all that mattered was getting her away from there safely.
Mo watched him. How had he known where she was just as she remembered the ring Sirius had given her for Christmas, she saw to her horror that Sirius's eyes had hardened in anger and she knew he was going to do something stupid.
She had to think quickly and do something while Voldemort's attention was elsewhere. The pain in her body, however, was preventing her from doing much. She forced herself shakily to her feet but fell with a cry.
Sirius winced at the sound of pain and found his hands tightening into fists. No amount of physical force would stop the deadly wizard in front of him so he deliberately taunted Voldemort to take his attention away from Mo, "What, couldn't kill us yourself so you had to charm some innocent girl into doing it for you?"
Voldemort chuckled, "She wasn't innocent. She knew very well what she was doing. I never put one spell on her."
Tears had started streaming down her face again as she watched Sirius helplessly. When she saw the shock on his face it only worsened the effect and she began to sob.
It couldn't be true, Sirius thought. How could Mo be one of the Deatheaters Dumbledore had spoken of? It couldn't be true but when Sirius looked into Mo's face and saw it all written in her eyes something in his chest clenched making it painful to breath.
Mo pleaded with him, "Please Sirius, leave."
Sirius shook his head vehemently and lunged at Voldemort who shouted, "Crucio!"
Sirius fell to the ground screaming and writhing in pain.
"No!" Mo screamed. "Leave him alone!"
Voldemort grinned wickedly as Sirius cried out, his body shuddering in agony. "How long shall I let him suffer?" Voldemort spoke over his shoulder his wand still pointed at the writhing boy.
"Stop it!" she screamed. "Stop it! He doesn't deserve this."
Though she couldn't see it she heard his grin as he said, "No one ever does do they?."
"You're sick," she spat. "Disgustingly mad."
"Why thank you Maureen," Voldemort said and pulled his wand up stopping the flow of pain into Sirius. He collapsed panting. "I personally enjoy it."
"I get no enjoyment out of your sick pleasure," Mo whispered.
"Oh no?" Voldemort asked. "Maybe you would prefer to try it yourself and then tell me what you think?"
Mo stuck her chin up defiantly, "Go ahead?"
"No!" Sirius shouted weakly. "I won't let you..."
Voldemort smirked knowing the boy was in no condition to stop him, "Well boy I'd like to see you stop me." He raised his wand and Mo looked him straight in the eyes though she was watching Sirius out of the corner.
She knew he was going to try and save her. He was running at her to shield her. Mo searched her mind, 'Think damn it!', she had to figure out how to stop him. Then an idea hit her...
"AVADA KEDAV-"Voldemort's voice was booming all around her when Sirius pushed her out of the way.
"-RA!" As quick as she could she wrapped her arms around Sirius and concentrated on only one thing...getting them both away from there. With a crack both of them Dispparated from Voldemort's sight the flash of green light reverberating through her eyes and into her head.
When Mo opened her eyes they were outside Dumbledore's office. She felt the dead weight of Sirius against her and realized that she hadn't been fast enough to prevent the curse from hitting him. Yet he was still alive, but barely.
His breathing was shallow and his face was pale and cold. She didn't know how Sirius had managed to survive that until she saw the steady pulse radiating from the crystal around his neck.
"It does work," she sobbed unable to control herself. Then she realized her own crystal was pulsing and that she was beginning to feel weaker. It was taking her energy and feeding it into him.
If she didn't move soon it would kill her but she wasn't going to let Sirius die to save her own life so she linked their hands and lay down next to him, slowly drifting in and out of consciousness.
Dimly she heard shouts and worried voices but the rest slowly went dark and she lost herself in it.
Well that was that!!! How was it? Make sure you tell me when you review on your way out!!! I hafta go but I'll update soon I promise!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!
Ta luvs! Katie
Well here's the BIG chapter for this story, this kind of brings the story into an ending mode. Granted, there's still a few chapters left cause I do have to end it, lol, but this is the climax of the story, so to speak. So read on and tell me what you think!! Enjoy...
Chapter Thirteen
The two weeks of Christmas Break went by in a flash. Mo couldn't believe how much her life had turned around. When she had wanted for a normal life, she had never expected what she had gotten. Unfortunately, it only made what she had to do harder.
The end of December had come during Christmas break and Regulus had already told her that it was too risky to visit Voldemort when there were so little people at Hogwarts. The end of January was coming to an end, however, and Mo was starting to get nervous.
When the day finally arrived for her to face the Dark Lord, she couldn't bring herself to say goodbye to her friends again.
As they left the Great Hall that night after dinner, she managed to slip away from her friends. She watched them go with sad eyes. Forgive me, she thought, this is the only way I know to protect you. She turned from the masses of students coming from the Great Hall and disappeared into a classroom.
She performed a simple invisibility charm on herself and then headed down to the Forbidden Forest just as the sun was setting. The forest was especially quiet as she stole through the trees and underbrush. Not a thing moved or made a sound and it was starting to grate on her nerves.
By the time she reached the clearing in the heart of the forest she was wound so tight that she was having trouble breathing. The others had already arrived and they looked up when she entered the clearing, although they could not see her.
She muttered a few words and the invisibility charm vanished. They all looked away when they saw it was her and continued with their conversation.
The silence was oppressive as Mo stood against a tree by herself across from the rest of them. Had she had a watch, she was sure that the time would have stopped moving.
"Maureen," Mo looked up to see Regulus looking down at her.
"Yes," she replied coldly.
"I've heard some disturbing rumors," he answered nonchalantly. "Is it true you've been shagging my brother?"
Mo's eyes narrowed dangerously. She may have decided to walk a straighter path than the one Voldemort had set for her but it wouldn't stop her from throttling Regulus. "What is it to you?"
"Well let me see," Regulus said. "He is one of the ones Voldemort said to keep an eye on. He could be dangerous to us, though I doubt it."
"So I've kept a close eye on him," Mo growled. "I don't see how it's any business of yours."
Regulus placed a hand next to her head against the tree she was leaning on and whispered, "I don't like it when people take what's mine."
Mo sneered, "I was never, and will never be yours Regulus. You may have enjoyed our one fling in bed but I can assure you it was a very big mistake." When he only smirked and moved in for a kiss she lifted her right arm and punched him in the jaw.
"Bastard," she snarled.
Regulus touched a hand to his lip, which was gushing blood. He stared at her in pure rage and had she not been expecting to die this night, she thought Regulus might have killed her anyway. "You little bitch," he moved forward only to be stayed by a commanding voice.
"Leave her Regulus," Voldemort's voice was dark and sinister. "You wouldn't stand a chance against the little hellion."
Mo watched with fiery eyes as Regulus retreated a few feet, however unwillingly. She smirked, "Pity Black. I would've enjoyed killing you."
Bella snickered, "I'm glad somebody finally put him in his place."
"How sad that it was Maureen," Malfoy muttered.
"Enough!" Voldemort's eyes flashed dangerously as they settled on Mo again. He eyed her intently, "What is it you have hidden behind that pretty face of yours?"
Mo took a step forward to fight off the feeling to run, "Nothing that concerns you."
Voldemort grabbed her chin none to gently and informed her, "You forget my dear that your whole life is my concern and that right now, what you tell me decides your future. But it would be no matter to kill you, thought it would be a shame to lose something so useful...and determined." He added this as her eyes hardened under his stare.
"My life is not your concern anymore," she stated. "I'm finished with this business. I hate it and I hate the life I'm forced to live because of you. I will not be your emissary anymore Lord Voldemort. I will not betray my friends for you."
Voldemort released her chin, "So you've decided to betray me instead is that it Maureen?" Mo stuck out her chin defiantly but didn't answer. "You will regret it."
He lifted his wand and a flash of silver light slammed into her. She stumbled backwards with a scream. The pain ripping through her body was unbearable. With nothing to support her she fell back, collapsing into thorn bushes.
As she scrambled to her feet the thorns dug deeper into her skin, leaving scratches of blood all over her body. She looked around at Bella and Narcissa who were glaring at her maliciously. She sneered but rubbed her ring self-consciously, "None of you would be anything without him, you know that don't you? All that power you all think you have, you get from him."
"What are you saying Mo?" Bella asked moving closer to her.
"Where'd Mo get off to?" James asked Sirius as they sat in the common room alone after dinner.
"Dunno," Sirius replied frowning. "I don't think I've seen her since dinner. Maybe she's with the girls."
"Nope," James replied. "Lils asked me to tell her to meet them at the library when she came back. Hey, what's that?"
Sirius looked down at his hand where James was pointing and suddenly a quick flash of pain flashed through his body. "Ah," he bent over wheezing in pain. It went as fast as it came and Sirius just stared at the bond stone on his hand that was flashing. "What in the hell?"
"What happened?" James asked.
Sirius suddenly went ghost white, "Oh god. Mo's in trouble."
"What?" James asked. "How do you know? Where is she?"
Sirius closed his eyes as another wave of pain washed through his body. Her face wavered in front of him, screaming silently. "She's in the Forbidden Forest. I have to go."
"But Sirius-"James couldn't even finished as Sirius had taken off.
"Crucio!" Voldemort's voice was silky, and menacing.
Mo fell again to the ground with a cry, the rest of them looking on in dissolute amusement.
"You were always my favorite Maureen," he told her as he lifted the curse and left her panting. "I gave you free reign, let you do as you pleased. All I asked was that you watch these few people so I could kill them if they did anything suspicious. To say the very least, it makes me very unhappy with you."
Mo glared up at him from her place at his feet, "I don't care anymore. If you're going to kill me just get it over with."
"Ah, ah, ah," the Dark Lord tutted, "There's more isn't there? Let's see what did I forget? Ah yes, you betrayed me for your little friends. Now my darling they are in as much peril as you."
Mo choked back a sob as she fixed him with a angry stare," Do what you will with me but leave them alone. They have nothing to do with this."
"Ah you see," he replied patting her on the head. "They had everything to do with it if I recall. Your assignment was to keep an eye on them so that I could kill them when the time was right. But you went and fell in love with one of them and it's made you soft. Would you honestly die for that sad excuse for a pure blood?"
Mo refused to answer the question and said, "I'm not afraid to die."
"Oh I'm aware of that," he told her. "But I think you're afraid to see you're friends die. I think I'll have a little fun with your friends first...then I'll keep you alive a little longer so you can die reliving their horrible deaths."
She was unable to restrain the terror inside her any longer and she broke down into terrified sobs. She had never been afraid for her own life but her friends were another story. None of them deserved to die, not by Voldemort's hand. The Dark Lord laughed shrilly above her and she winced, angry at her show of weakness.
Sirius raced through the forest following the screams that he was sure were Mo's. He didn't bother to be quiet about it, he was way to worked up for that. As he ran the screams got louder until suddenly he saw a clearing in the trees ahead.
He skidded to a halt and crouched silently in the shadows to watch. In the middle of the clearing stood a tall, menacing figure and curled at his feet was the form a girl. "Mo!" he whispered but held his ground.
She was crying, he could see the moonlight reflecting off her tears. As Mo controlled her sobs the man spoke and it sent chills down Sirius's spine.
"You see," he whispered. "You're already terrified." He paused and then nodded as if agreeing with himself, "Yes I'm afraid they're going to die because of you, traitorous little thing that you are. Can you imagine they trusted you? Filthy worm, you are no better then them and I promise to see to it that you all die. Lord Voldemort doesn't break his promises."
Sirius suddenly realized that this was a lot more serious than he had first thought and the sooner the better. He stood on impulse and entered the clearing.
"Well maybe you should save it for another time," he shouted. "Because tonight just isn't going to work out for me."
"Sirius Black," Voldemort snarled and turned his ugly snout towards the dark haired young man. "I had a feeling I would be seeing you tonight."
"Did you?" Sirius smirked his heart racing in his chest.
"Sirius!" Mo groaned. She stared pleadingly at him, "Get out of here. Please."
Sirius's deep blue eyes traced over Mo's bloody form. He could see clearly now that she had already been hurt badly and it nearly pushed him off the edge of his self-control to see it. What are you doing here Mo, he mused, how did this happen? He knew that it didn't matter to him, all that mattered was getting her away from there safely.
Mo watched him. How had he known where she was just as she remembered the ring Sirius had given her for Christmas, she saw to her horror that Sirius's eyes had hardened in anger and she knew he was going to do something stupid.
She had to think quickly and do something while Voldemort's attention was elsewhere. The pain in her body, however, was preventing her from doing much. She forced herself shakily to her feet but fell with a cry.
Sirius winced at the sound of pain and found his hands tightening into fists. No amount of physical force would stop the deadly wizard in front of him so he deliberately taunted Voldemort to take his attention away from Mo, "What, couldn't kill us yourself so you had to charm some innocent girl into doing it for you?"
Voldemort chuckled, "She wasn't innocent. She knew very well what she was doing. I never put one spell on her."
Tears had started streaming down her face again as she watched Sirius helplessly. When she saw the shock on his face it only worsened the effect and she began to sob.
It couldn't be true, Sirius thought. How could Mo be one of the Deatheaters Dumbledore had spoken of? It couldn't be true but when Sirius looked into Mo's face and saw it all written in her eyes something in his chest clenched making it painful to breath.
Mo pleaded with him, "Please Sirius, leave."
Sirius shook his head vehemently and lunged at Voldemort who shouted, "Crucio!"
Sirius fell to the ground screaming and writhing in pain.
"No!" Mo screamed. "Leave him alone!"
Voldemort grinned wickedly as Sirius cried out, his body shuddering in agony. "How long shall I let him suffer?" Voldemort spoke over his shoulder his wand still pointed at the writhing boy.
"Stop it!" she screamed. "Stop it! He doesn't deserve this."
Though she couldn't see it she heard his grin as he said, "No one ever does do they?."
"You're sick," she spat. "Disgustingly mad."
"Why thank you Maureen," Voldemort said and pulled his wand up stopping the flow of pain into Sirius. He collapsed panting. "I personally enjoy it."
"I get no enjoyment out of your sick pleasure," Mo whispered.
"Oh no?" Voldemort asked. "Maybe you would prefer to try it yourself and then tell me what you think?"
Mo stuck her chin up defiantly, "Go ahead?"
"No!" Sirius shouted weakly. "I won't let you..."
Voldemort smirked knowing the boy was in no condition to stop him, "Well boy I'd like to see you stop me." He raised his wand and Mo looked him straight in the eyes though she was watching Sirius out of the corner.
She knew he was going to try and save her. He was running at her to shield her. Mo searched her mind, 'Think damn it!', she had to figure out how to stop him. Then an idea hit her...
"AVADA KEDAV-"Voldemort's voice was booming all around her when Sirius pushed her out of the way.
"-RA!" As quick as she could she wrapped her arms around Sirius and concentrated on only one thing...getting them both away from there. With a crack both of them Dispparated from Voldemort's sight the flash of green light reverberating through her eyes and into her head.
When Mo opened her eyes they were outside Dumbledore's office. She felt the dead weight of Sirius against her and realized that she hadn't been fast enough to prevent the curse from hitting him. Yet he was still alive, but barely.
His breathing was shallow and his face was pale and cold. She didn't know how Sirius had managed to survive that until she saw the steady pulse radiating from the crystal around his neck.
"It does work," she sobbed unable to control herself. Then she realized her own crystal was pulsing and that she was beginning to feel weaker. It was taking her energy and feeding it into him.
If she didn't move soon it would kill her but she wasn't going to let Sirius die to save her own life so she linked their hands and lay down next to him, slowly drifting in and out of consciousness.
Dimly she heard shouts and worried voices but the rest slowly went dark and she lost herself in it.
Well that was that!!! How was it? Make sure you tell me when you review on your way out!!! I hafta go but I'll update soon I promise!!! PLEASE REVIEW!!
Ta luvs! Katie