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Besides this work will contain : mpreg and people out of character since I am definitely not JK Rowlings, and some strange sentences since I'm French. Still here?

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Chapter four – Smuggling Sirius and Train Accidents

Saturday. The last day. The ambience in the kitchen was a little bit gloomy. Everybody was anxious. Nicholas' partner was nearly stupefied by a very jumpy James when he showed up unannounced.

The three boys discussed the problem and concluded that there would be only one great difficulty: King's Cross station. They thought that once they would be on 9 ¾ platform, everything would be fine.

Like everything dreaded, the infamous Sunday arrived. Nicholas and Helena went with them to the station, but the boys insisted that they could manage on their own, that they had a plan. The Potters stayed in a little coffee shop located in front of platform nine, ready to help should a problem arise.

The three boys located the nearest restroom and entered. Two boys and a very large black dog get out of it five minutes later. James tied a collar and a leash to the dog's throat and they made their way to the barrier.

When they saw Mrs. Black standing there, accompanied by a brown haired wizard with a big dog, James cursed.

Remus put his hand on his arm to stop him from running.

"James, you go first with Siri. Siri, act like a real dog. I'll distract your mother."

James nodded, Sirius wagged his tail and, tugging on his leash, ran to the other dog.

"Good morning, Mrs. Black, Sir." beamed Remus. "Where is Sirius? Is he better? I'm very impatient to see him."

Mrs. Black frowned. "He is better, but we were separated. I must tell him something important, so I'm waiting for him."

"Oh. Could you tell him we're boarding the train now, please? We'll be waiting for him in our usual compartment."

"I'll tell him as soon as I see him."

"Thank you. Mrs. Black, Sir." Remus nodded and passed the barrier.

James was following when the man gripped his arm.

"That's a rather large dog, boy. Very impressive. Is he going to Hogwarts with you?"

"Yes. He is the gamekeeper's. I kept him for the holidays."

During this exchange, the red eyed wizard had pointed his wand towards Sirius and mumbled "Finite Incatatum"

"Do you mind telling me what you're doing with Snuffles?" asked James.

Shrugging, the wizard pocketed his wand. "I thought I saw somebody hexing him. I was just checking."

Frowning, James passed the barrier with a quick "Good bye."

On the other side, he related what had happened to Remus who thought it preferable for Sirius to stay as Snuffles till the train was well on its way.

When the train whistled, signaling his departure, Mrs. Black and the wizard left their position at the barrier.

Mrs. Black was fuming, the red eyed wizard was smirking. He suddenly spoke "At least we know he has some resources. Do the offer still stand?"

Mrs. Black turned towards him "Of course it stands! As soon as we locate him, he'll be yours."

The two left the station, never seeing the Potter couple, relieved that for now, the boys were safe, and counting on Dumbledore to find a solution.

Half an hour after the departure, the sweet trolley made a stop in their compartment. James bought some sweets and pumpkin juice for everybody and they celebrated the success of their plan.

A few minutes later, Sirius stood up and excused himself, refusing his friend's company. "I'm only going to the toilets. We're on a train making its way to Hogwarts. Nothing will happen to me. Stay here, Moony, and keep an eye on Prongs to be sure he doesn't eat all the sweets." Laughing, he passed the door and stepped in the corridor.

He was on his way back when three Slytherins surrounded him.

"So, Black, look like you're all alone..." leered Mac Nair.

"Want to play with us?" winked Avery.

"Now, be a good little boy, come into our compartment, and let us play with you!" said Nott, grabbing a frozen Sirius' arm and tugging him.

The voice of Lily Evans, Gryffondor prefect who was coming back from the prefect meeting stopped them.

"What is happening here? Ganging up three to one? And I thought Slytherins were supposed to be cunning... Leave him alone before I take points off Slytherin."

The three Slytherins run off but Mac Nair turned back and said "Watch it mudblood! You're gonna pay. We'll get both of you back. You can't always hide behind your friends, slut!" with a smirk to Sirius he followed his friends.

Hearing that Sirius was unnaturally silent, she turned concerned eyes towards him. He was deadly pale, shaking slightly and hugging himself. Scared at this un-Sirius behavior, she gently called his name, without eliciting a reaction from the shaking teenager.

Becoming more and more frightened, she contemplated the possible courses of action. 'I can't leave him alone here to run and fetch James and Remus in the case they come back... But I can't take him with me... Hell, I'm not even sure I can shake him out of the state he is in. He might lashed out at me...' She was nearly pulling her hair out in frustration.

The choice was taken out of her hands when she saw James and Remus running towards them.

"What happened, Lily?" asked James worryingly when Remus was gently hugging a sobbing Sirius, whispering soothing nonsense in his ear.

Lily explained the situation she walked in on their way back. In their compartment, out of earshot James explained the entire story to Lily while Remus eased a clinging Sirius to sleep, assuring him that they would always protect him.

Elsewhere in the train

Avery, Nott and Mac Nair quickly reached their compartment, all the while discussing retaliation towards Lily.

"You will do nothing of the sort" interrupted the silky voice of one Lucius Malefoy. "As much as it pained me to say so, she was totally right. You should have forced him to come with you, securing him into your compartment, and then gloat."

"But Lucius..." interrupted Mac Nair, "don't tell me you don't want to play with him."

Lucius snorted. "Of course, no. I wouldn't mind a few rounds with him. But we must wait and create the perfect opportunity. We must observe him, try to learn his secrets. This way, we may even be able to blackmail him into agreement."

The four students spent the rest of the train ride discussing strategies and plans.

Somewhere else on the train. (It's a big train!)

Furious, Regulus slammed the door of his compartment. He quickly went over the scene he had witnessed and the conversation he had overheard. His decision taken, he reached inside his luggage for the enchanted mirror, which would allow him to communicate with his mother.

He stared at his reflection, thinking intensively of his mother till it blurred, and there she was, looking back at him.

"Greetings, mother."

"Greetings, my son."

"You seem to be in a bad mood. Why is it so, if I may ask, mother?"

"Your worthless brother managed to escape."

"I have some news who might cheer you up."

Her interest clearly shone into her eyes. "Is that so?"

"Yes. You might want to know that my "dear" brother" he rolled his eyes, "is on the train with his friends Potter and Lupin. And Evans, a mudblood."

His mother gasped slightly. "How did he managed it?" she mumbled. "The dog! Do they have a dog with them?"

"A dog? I didn't saw one when I checked their compartment..."

"If it was not a charm, it was a potion. We will apparate and be waiting for him on Hogsmead's platform."

"Good. I think some of my Slytherins comrades might want to teach him a thing or two next week end. Do you think it will be possible? If yes, it might incited them to help us to bring him where he belongs..."

"Excellent idea! Try to keep an eye on him with your friends, and it will be possible. See you at Hogsmead."

"See you, mother."

With those words, he ended the communication and left to speak with Lucius and his friends, not noticing the tall black haired Slytherin in the shadows or the brown haired Gryffondor who had listen to his conversation through the gap Regulus had created when the door had rebounded after being slammed.