Tonights For Fighting

By: inxanity

Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by the lovely JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Couldn't have said it better myself, props go to for coming up with that lovely disclaimer, so I didn't have to... I'm only going to add that the plot belongs to me.

Summaries:
Story: Everyone breaks in the end... how long it takes depends only on how strong you are.
Chapter: We finally see who it was that was speaking at the end of the last chapter, and we re-introduce an old friend.

Rating: PG-13. May change to ARRRRR in the later chapters, for what, I have no idea because I have no idea what I'm gunna do with this story. That is why I need all you lovely reviewers to help me, and give me any advice you have! Although flames will be used to burn my math teacher and give him the fiery death that he deserves.

A/n: I'm sorry that this one's so short, and that it took so long to update. As I have said before, writer's block sucks. Enjoy and review! 3 xan

Chapter 3: What have you done?

Harry looked up into two familiar dark eyes. "Sirius?!" He said, unbelieving of what he was seeing. 'My eyes must be deceiving me' Harry thought.

"Do not address me with such informality boy. You are not fit to lick my shoes." He said and spat on Harry's head, placing his foot on the boy's back, preventing him from rising from where he lay on the ground.

"You've got to be kidding me Sirius." Harry said, getting up despite the pressure of the older mans foot on his back. He stood up straight and brushed himself off and moved to embrace Sirius but when he approached him, Sirius reached out a hand and backhanded Harry. Harry fell backward again, too stunned to feel the pain in his face.
Back at number 12 Grimmauld Place Ron, Hermoine, and Ginny were desperately trying to follow Harry through the Floo Network.

"Give me another go Hermione. The Network probably can't understand your accent so they're not letting you through." Ron said, trying to pull Hermione out of the fireplace.

"I'll have you know Ron, I have a more understandable accent than you. If they can't understand me, I have no clue how they're ever going to understand you." They had been trying to get to Diagon Alley after Harry for the past fifteen minutes, but whenever they stepped into they stepped into the fire and shouted "DIAGON ALLEY!" nothing happened and they were left standing in the fireplace. Ron managed to pull Hermione out of the fireplace and he was just about to step in, yet another time when Remus Lupin rounded the corner.

"Hello all, what are you doing?"

"Trying to get to Diagon Alley. It doesn't seem to work, but we can't figure it out, I mean Harry got through just fine-"

"Shit," Lupin swore, "move aside." He then threw in a handful of floo powder himself just to see if they were doing something wrong. When he was met with the same results as the three others, he swore again and threw in yet another handful of floo powder, this time only sticking his head through and shouting "Dumbledore's office!" then, "Dumbledore! They've got Harry, yes I'm sure. They blocked the entrance to the Leaky Cauldron. Yes, I'm going to apparate over there in just a minute, I just wanted you to know, and I'll also need backup as soon as possible. Ok, I'm going, I'm going!" Lupin pulled his head out of the fire and looked back at Ginny, Ron, and Hermione. "You three, I need you to go around the house and see if anyone's here. Tell them that I need as many as I can to apparate to the Leaky Caudron. We think they have Harry." With that he took off with his wand out, removing the security spells from the front door before he even reached it.

Harry sat in the corner of the room with his hands and feet bound, watching Sirius, or the man who used to be Sirius, pace the room.

"Why don't you just take me yourself?" Harry suggested darkly.

"SHUT UP YOU STUPID INSOLENT BOY!" Sirius shouted at Harry, breaking the mask of coldness that had been fixed on his face up until that point, rage pouring from every bit of him. Then he seemed to regain himself and the mask fell back into place. "I have my orders, and I must obey them." He said and resumed his pacing.

"I WON'T BE QUIET! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU GODDAMMIT! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FUCKING GODFATHER-" Harry, who had slowly struggled to his feet, was pushed back down when in a moment he found an infuriated face of Sirius Black in his and said persons wand poking him in the stomach.

"I told you to be quiet. If I have to tell you again, believe me it will not be without pain." He growled and backed away. Then numerous popping noises were heard and Sirius let out a sigh of relief. "Where the hell have you-" he said, turning to face the direction where someone had just apparated.

"STUPEFY!" came a yell and Sirius crumpled to the ground. Lupin stepped into the firelight and looked around for Harry. When his eyes landed on him in the corner, his face relaxed and he rushed over to sever the bonds on Harry's wrists and ankles.

"Thank god Harry you're alright."

"Not really, did you get a good look at the death eater you just stunned?" Harry asked, sitting up and rubbing his wrists.

"No, why?"

"Go look for yourself." Harry said, darkly. Lupin moved over to where Sirius' form was lying and turned him over.

"Oh my god. It can't be." Lupin whispered. Hurriedly he rolled up the sleeve of the left arm and stared. "No, Sirius, no. What have you done?"