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American Magician
Chapter 7:
Last time:
"Beats being killed." Sirius answered. They walked in silence the rest of the way to the orphanage. Sirius looked at the brick building. "Here we are." He said as the two walked up to the door. Sirius had started shaking again as he knocked on the door. The door swung open to show a tall, muscled man with dirty blond hair.
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"Get in here." He snarled angrily. He grabbed them both by their long hair and slammed the door in Remus' face. He threw Simeon to the ground and kicked his stomach. After kicking him a few more times, he pulled him up and threw him into the hall. "Get to your fucking room now!" He yelled as he slammed the door. Sirius had been held in place by the hand twisting his hair.
Sirius looked up at the man, his body clenched in pain. He looked at the man in fear as a punch attacked his chest. A hard elbow to his nose broke it and sent him sprawling. He tried to get up, but collapsed when the combat boot drove into his gut. A kick to the back caused it to arch and a foot landed in the middle of his front, the front half on his chest, the back half, his stomach. Sirius whimpered as the pressure increased.
"Fucking bastard. Think you can embarrass me!" He roared, pushing his foot down even harder. "Your mine. Mine. I own you. Your mine." He brought his foot up slightly and brought it crashing down. Sirius tried to scream his pain, but all that came out was a chocked sob. Blood entered his mouth from his nose. When the foot was removed, Sirius just laid there. "You will say that you're mine, you fucking whore. You're following your bitch momma's footsteps. She was a good fuck and so are you. Say it!" He brought the belt he had gathered down with crashing force into Sirius' chest, the buckle breaking skin. The teen let out a tortured scream as it came down again and again.
"Not yours!" He yelled through the tears and blood. "Not yours! Never yours!" The belt came down again and again.
"Say you're mine and that you're sorry and I might stop." The belt attacked. "Fine, we can do your back as well." He savagely kicked Sirius' bruised side. Sirius felt Mr. Williams kneel next to him and pull his head back by his hair. "Say it now you bitch."
"I'm not yours you bastard." Sirius spat weakly.
"You'll say it." Mr. Williams assured him before smashing his head into the floor. He attacked the back with a vengeance. Sirius remained quiet the whole time. Mr. Williams pulled his head back again. "Say it." He hissed. Sirius spat weekly at him. This time, when his head was shoved into the ground, Sirius lost consciousness.
Simeon ran out of the room to where his bed was. He knew Sirius was getting hurt, but Mr. Williams was the one person they were afraid of. He waited for about ten minutes before going out the back to try and smuggle the two magical adults in. They might be able to help.
He ran over to where they were waiting impatiently. He stopped and looked up at their faces with a worried one of his own.
"This way. Mr. Williams won't answered the door when he's mad." He panted, pulling the adults behind him. He led them to the office and pointed at it. Remus stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Mr. Williams?" He yelled.
"Just a moment!" A voice shouted back. He opened the door slightly and made to step out. Remus had other plans and pushed the door open. Lily gasped at the bloody body on the floor.
"I'm taking these two boys out of your care." She motioned to Sirius and Simeon. "Don't you dare try to stop me." She pushed pass and knelt next to Sirius.
"Move now. We only came here to say that the two of them had been accepted to a boarding school." Remus growled. He took two long strides over to Sirius' body and picked him up. "We'll leave from here." He pulled the box out and in a second, they were gone.
"Put him on the ground." Simeon ordered. Remus complied. They were on the outskirts of the grounds when he said this. He knelt by his tortured friend and slowly woke him up as Remus ran with inhuman speed to the school. "Sirius, stay awake or I'll wake you up." He stated urgently.
"Can you do that?" Sirius rasped. Simeon pulled him closer and grinned.
"I don't think so." He said softly. "But stay awake, you look like shit."
"I feel like shit." Sirius groaned.
"Lily, did everything go alright? Remus came in without- what the bloody hell happened?" James exclaimed when he saw the body.
"James, watch your language." Lily scolded. "The owner, er-"
"Mr. Williams beat the shit out of him." Simeon interrupted. He turned to glare at James. "We fucking told you we had to get back. We said that he would kick out asses! You people didn't believe us! If you people can't trust us, how in fucking hell are we supposed to trust you! You have taken us from our home and now not only do we not have fucking parents, we're fucking homeless ass hole! We would have been just fucking peachy right now if you hadn't taken away our fucking lives!" Simeon roared, tears burning his eyes. Blue eyes glared dangerously at the professor.
"Calm down." Lily said softly, almost fearfully.
"Step away from him." An old lady ordered. Simeon glared at her.
"And who the fucking hell are you?" He demanded.
"Quiet you little delinquent." She snapped.
"This is our matron, Madam Pomfrey. She can fix almost anything."
"Really." He drawled. "Then fix my financial problem. I'm not moving." He stated. "Well? Help him." He snapped. "You said that you would." She walked forward and took her stick out. After waving it a few times, the bruising faded and the cuts sealed, just before being covered in a gauze.
"The boy had many lacerations and bruising on much of his upper body. His ribs were damaged and his nose broken. A minor concussion is my main concern, though his respiratory system seems damaged by something in his past, might be a disease. It was very bad, almost fatal it seems. It looks like when he was younger, he had severe malnutrition." She reported. "There has been abuse to his body for a while. There are multiple scars and his body shows that not everything was healed correctly, or in some cases, not in time." She scowled at Simeon.
"Can you check him as well?" Dumbledore asked as he pointed at Simeon.
"Alright, professor." She turned to him and Simeon felt a warm feeling go through him. "There are signs of slight abuse, though he seems to have been taken well care of. It could easily be from a fight at school, or multiple fights." She said in monotone. "I would like to keep that one for a while, I shall call some people to see what they make of his condition. I've never seen anything like it." She mumbled.
"He has asthma." Simeon deadpanned.
"What's that?" The matron asked.
"It's where you can't breath. He has medicine. Besides, there isn't a cure."
"Thank you for your expert analysis." Madam Pomfrey said sarcastically.
"Simeon, will you follow me to my office? Then we can both go to see Sirius when he's awake." Dumbledore said calmly.
"Hurt him and you die, on my momma, you'll die." He swore before following the old man.
"You need to watch what you say." Dumbledore chided.
"And why might that be? You can't do anything to me." Simeon growled. "What are you going to do? Ground me?"
"Not quite. Would you speak like this in front of your mother?"
"My mother's dead. She told me that no matter what happens, to be myself and she would be proud of me."
"Proud maybe. Would she like it? Did she raise you like that?" He asked. Simeon looked down.
"It's all I know. My dad always talked like that, but my momma never swore. I don't know any different. She died when I was six. My dad went crazy and got fired. He tried to rob a bank to get money and he got caught." Simeon explained. "Mr. Williams is always cursing." He added. "I'm not bad, just like to have fun."
"I can't tell you what you can or can't do. Not until you become a student." Albus' eyes twinkled. They reached a gargoyle and stopped. "Blood pops." Albus said and the gargoyle moved aside. Simeon's jaw dropped. "I'll get the sorting hat, you wait right here." He said before walking up the stairs. "Follow me." He walked past him carrying an old hat.
"What's the hat for?" Simeon asked.
"It's the school sorting hat. Don't worry, everything will be explained later."
"The two reached where Simeon believed was the nurses' office. It was a large room with beds lining the sides. The whole room was white, Albus took him to where a group of adults stood, about fifty in all.
"Now, as you all know Sirius, this is Simeon. Both will be enrolled now. I have someone getting their stuff at the moment, when they are sorted, all they needed to get from there would be robes and a wand." Albus said. "First will be Simeon, what is your last name?"
"Thomas."
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See, it was a bit longer! Well, I didn't update because I was sick during the weekend, your lucky I got the other chappie up, could hardly see straight and the bright light of the computer didn't help much! It hurt damnit! And I had to take medicine that made me tired! Yesterday was my birthday! I was home for maybe ten minutes, I had to change my clothes, and other then that, I didn't get home until about nine, then I had to finish my homework before falling asleep! no time! Days that I need more time need to have 25 hours in a day, one for the waking time, you can take the extra hour out of the unimportant days, like, say during a test! Sounds good to me! Later~ C-Bear
American Magician
Chapter 7:
Last time:
"Beats being killed." Sirius answered. They walked in silence the rest of the way to the orphanage. Sirius looked at the brick building. "Here we are." He said as the two walked up to the door. Sirius had started shaking again as he knocked on the door. The door swung open to show a tall, muscled man with dirty blond hair.
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"Get in here." He snarled angrily. He grabbed them both by their long hair and slammed the door in Remus' face. He threw Simeon to the ground and kicked his stomach. After kicking him a few more times, he pulled him up and threw him into the hall. "Get to your fucking room now!" He yelled as he slammed the door. Sirius had been held in place by the hand twisting his hair.
Sirius looked up at the man, his body clenched in pain. He looked at the man in fear as a punch attacked his chest. A hard elbow to his nose broke it and sent him sprawling. He tried to get up, but collapsed when the combat boot drove into his gut. A kick to the back caused it to arch and a foot landed in the middle of his front, the front half on his chest, the back half, his stomach. Sirius whimpered as the pressure increased.
"Fucking bastard. Think you can embarrass me!" He roared, pushing his foot down even harder. "Your mine. Mine. I own you. Your mine." He brought his foot up slightly and brought it crashing down. Sirius tried to scream his pain, but all that came out was a chocked sob. Blood entered his mouth from his nose. When the foot was removed, Sirius just laid there. "You will say that you're mine, you fucking whore. You're following your bitch momma's footsteps. She was a good fuck and so are you. Say it!" He brought the belt he had gathered down with crashing force into Sirius' chest, the buckle breaking skin. The teen let out a tortured scream as it came down again and again.
"Not yours!" He yelled through the tears and blood. "Not yours! Never yours!" The belt came down again and again.
"Say you're mine and that you're sorry and I might stop." The belt attacked. "Fine, we can do your back as well." He savagely kicked Sirius' bruised side. Sirius felt Mr. Williams kneel next to him and pull his head back by his hair. "Say it now you bitch."
"I'm not yours you bastard." Sirius spat weakly.
"You'll say it." Mr. Williams assured him before smashing his head into the floor. He attacked the back with a vengeance. Sirius remained quiet the whole time. Mr. Williams pulled his head back again. "Say it." He hissed. Sirius spat weekly at him. This time, when his head was shoved into the ground, Sirius lost consciousness.
Simeon ran out of the room to where his bed was. He knew Sirius was getting hurt, but Mr. Williams was the one person they were afraid of. He waited for about ten minutes before going out the back to try and smuggle the two magical adults in. They might be able to help.
He ran over to where they were waiting impatiently. He stopped and looked up at their faces with a worried one of his own.
"This way. Mr. Williams won't answered the door when he's mad." He panted, pulling the adults behind him. He led them to the office and pointed at it. Remus stepped forward and knocked on the door.
"Mr. Williams?" He yelled.
"Just a moment!" A voice shouted back. He opened the door slightly and made to step out. Remus had other plans and pushed the door open. Lily gasped at the bloody body on the floor.
"I'm taking these two boys out of your care." She motioned to Sirius and Simeon. "Don't you dare try to stop me." She pushed pass and knelt next to Sirius.
"Move now. We only came here to say that the two of them had been accepted to a boarding school." Remus growled. He took two long strides over to Sirius' body and picked him up. "We'll leave from here." He pulled the box out and in a second, they were gone.
"Put him on the ground." Simeon ordered. Remus complied. They were on the outskirts of the grounds when he said this. He knelt by his tortured friend and slowly woke him up as Remus ran with inhuman speed to the school. "Sirius, stay awake or I'll wake you up." He stated urgently.
"Can you do that?" Sirius rasped. Simeon pulled him closer and grinned.
"I don't think so." He said softly. "But stay awake, you look like shit."
"I feel like shit." Sirius groaned.
"Lily, did everything go alright? Remus came in without- what the bloody hell happened?" James exclaimed when he saw the body.
"James, watch your language." Lily scolded. "The owner, er-"
"Mr. Williams beat the shit out of him." Simeon interrupted. He turned to glare at James. "We fucking told you we had to get back. We said that he would kick out asses! You people didn't believe us! If you people can't trust us, how in fucking hell are we supposed to trust you! You have taken us from our home and now not only do we not have fucking parents, we're fucking homeless ass hole! We would have been just fucking peachy right now if you hadn't taken away our fucking lives!" Simeon roared, tears burning his eyes. Blue eyes glared dangerously at the professor.
"Calm down." Lily said softly, almost fearfully.
"Step away from him." An old lady ordered. Simeon glared at her.
"And who the fucking hell are you?" He demanded.
"Quiet you little delinquent." She snapped.
"This is our matron, Madam Pomfrey. She can fix almost anything."
"Really." He drawled. "Then fix my financial problem. I'm not moving." He stated. "Well? Help him." He snapped. "You said that you would." She walked forward and took her stick out. After waving it a few times, the bruising faded and the cuts sealed, just before being covered in a gauze.
"The boy had many lacerations and bruising on much of his upper body. His ribs were damaged and his nose broken. A minor concussion is my main concern, though his respiratory system seems damaged by something in his past, might be a disease. It was very bad, almost fatal it seems. It looks like when he was younger, he had severe malnutrition." She reported. "There has been abuse to his body for a while. There are multiple scars and his body shows that not everything was healed correctly, or in some cases, not in time." She scowled at Simeon.
"Can you check him as well?" Dumbledore asked as he pointed at Simeon.
"Alright, professor." She turned to him and Simeon felt a warm feeling go through him. "There are signs of slight abuse, though he seems to have been taken well care of. It could easily be from a fight at school, or multiple fights." She said in monotone. "I would like to keep that one for a while, I shall call some people to see what they make of his condition. I've never seen anything like it." She mumbled.
"He has asthma." Simeon deadpanned.
"What's that?" The matron asked.
"It's where you can't breath. He has medicine. Besides, there isn't a cure."
"Thank you for your expert analysis." Madam Pomfrey said sarcastically.
"Simeon, will you follow me to my office? Then we can both go to see Sirius when he's awake." Dumbledore said calmly.
"Hurt him and you die, on my momma, you'll die." He swore before following the old man.
"You need to watch what you say." Dumbledore chided.
"And why might that be? You can't do anything to me." Simeon growled. "What are you going to do? Ground me?"
"Not quite. Would you speak like this in front of your mother?"
"My mother's dead. She told me that no matter what happens, to be myself and she would be proud of me."
"Proud maybe. Would she like it? Did she raise you like that?" He asked. Simeon looked down.
"It's all I know. My dad always talked like that, but my momma never swore. I don't know any different. She died when I was six. My dad went crazy and got fired. He tried to rob a bank to get money and he got caught." Simeon explained. "Mr. Williams is always cursing." He added. "I'm not bad, just like to have fun."
"I can't tell you what you can or can't do. Not until you become a student." Albus' eyes twinkled. They reached a gargoyle and stopped. "Blood pops." Albus said and the gargoyle moved aside. Simeon's jaw dropped. "I'll get the sorting hat, you wait right here." He said before walking up the stairs. "Follow me." He walked past him carrying an old hat.
"What's the hat for?" Simeon asked.
"It's the school sorting hat. Don't worry, everything will be explained later."
"The two reached where Simeon believed was the nurses' office. It was a large room with beds lining the sides. The whole room was white, Albus took him to where a group of adults stood, about fifty in all.
"Now, as you all know Sirius, this is Simeon. Both will be enrolled now. I have someone getting their stuff at the moment, when they are sorted, all they needed to get from there would be robes and a wand." Albus said. "First will be Simeon, what is your last name?"
"Thomas."
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See, it was a bit longer! Well, I didn't update because I was sick during the weekend, your lucky I got the other chappie up, could hardly see straight and the bright light of the computer didn't help much! It hurt damnit! And I had to take medicine that made me tired! Yesterday was my birthday! I was home for maybe ten minutes, I had to change my clothes, and other then that, I didn't get home until about nine, then I had to finish my homework before falling asleep! no time! Days that I need more time need to have 25 hours in a day, one for the waking time, you can take the extra hour out of the unimportant days, like, say during a test! Sounds good to me! Later~ C-Bear