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Here's the second chapter. Hope you enjoy it. It's longer than the previous one and it took me about a couple of weeks of my holiday to write.
Notes:
Flashbacks
Thoughts
Scene/time changes
Riddle Manor
Lucius grabbed a very confused Sirius Black by the arm and half dragged him out of the room. He led him down the corridor to a large wooden door. Lucius pulled out a set of keys on an iron ring. He flicked through the keys until he came to a large old-fashioned one, he pushed it into the lock and turned it. The lock groaned and clicked reluctantly, Lucius pushed open the door and shoved Sirius into the room and locked the door after him.
Sirius looked around the room in confusion where am I? He threw himself down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. It was painted green with a large silver snake. Sirius sat up and took in his surroundings. The room was black with the odd bit of silver and green dotted around. The bed he was sitting on was a large black mahogany four-poster and on closer inspection, the posts were snakes entwined around piece of wood.
Sirius got up off the bed and started pacing around the room. Where is this place he glanced around the dark room for a clue. This is crazy! Why am I so nervous anyway? He bit his lip in thought. Who're those people and why am I here? Sirius froze in mid-pace. More to the point who am I? He walked up to the window trying to get a memory, any memory, to come back. However, despite his efforts his mind remained blank. I have to get out of here. Sirius tried the window. Locked! Oh, this is just great. He knocked his head against the glass pane and climbed onto the wide window seat. He gathered his knees to his chest and pressed the side of his head against the icy glass. Sparkling stars and a golden moon lighted the velvet dark sky. Full moon soon. He thought absently.
3 Lobezno Avenue.
Remus threw down 'The Daily Prophet' in defeat. It had been an hour since Sirius had said he'd follow. He's most likely lost track of time he has been distracted lately. Remus bit his lip and stood up. No matter how hard he tried to convince himself that Sirius was ok, he couldn't shake the feeling wasn't right. After a few minutes pacing Remus grabbed his cloak and apparated to the bottom of Godric's Hollow. Remus quickly walked through the gate and up the path. He pulled out his key and turned it in the lock. James came rushing down the stairs, wand at the ready. He lowered it at the site of Remus.
"Moony! What're you doing here?"
Remus frowned . "You mean Padfoot isn't here?"
"No he left 'bout fifteen minutes after you." James ran his fingers through his hair. He's been acting odd lately. "Well he has been distracted lately."
Remus interrupted. "Yeah but that doesn't mean that he'll take off without telling us. You know he wouldn't Prongs."
James folded his arms and leaned against the wall, lost in thought. Remus started pacing the floor to distract himself from the thought swirling around inside his head. After a while James spoke. "Well...you go owl Wormtail and we'll all go and check his regular haunts. He might've lost track of time."
Remus smiled. It was hard to be pessimistic around James. "Alright then." I just hope he has lost track of time. James ran quietly upstairs. He tiptoed into the room and pulled on a pair of jeans and a jumper. He quietly closed the door and grabbed his cloak off the banisters on the way down as Remus came out of the kitchen.
"I've told him to go to the graveyard and to meet back here at elevenish."
James nodded. "Right, I'll go to the cliffs and you go to that clearing in the forest."
"Ok. Meet back here at eleven?"
"Yeah. And search thoroughly."
They both apparated.
The wind was blowing steadily around the cliffs. James pulled his cloak around him. Sirius was nowhere in sight.
"Padfoot!" he yelled "PADFOOT!" only the wind and the waves answered his calls. "Padfoot where are you?" he muttered under his breath. James set off down the hill to the cliff edge but Sirius wasn't there either. Well he could've found another hiding place further down the coast or along the cliff. Folding his cloak around him with his arms, James started walking along the cliff making sure he wasn't too close to the edge.
He descended the steep path to the shingle beach. The tide was in so Sirius obviously wouldn't be there. Where the hell is he? James thought angrily I'll kill him when I see him. He apparated back to Godric's Hollow just as Peter got there.
"Any luck Prongs?"
"No. Maybe Moony's found him. Come on I'll fix you a cuppa."
They went inside. Peter followed James into the kitchen where he put the kettle on. The front door opened and Remus came into the kitchen looking very pale.
"Moony did you..." he was cut short by Remus.
"James I found this out in the street." He handed James a wand. James paled.
"I It can't be." He stuttered
"It is, I'd recognise it anywhere." Whispered Peter.
Remus sat down. "He must've been attacked." He looked up at James, who seemed frozen, and at Peter who'd started pacing.
"He must've been expecting it." Said Peter. "He's been distant lately." Remus nodded. It seemed the most logical explanation.
"But he would've said something." James said so quietly that Remus and Peter almost missed it. Peter guided James to a chair. Remus sighed. "I don't know Prongs maybe he thought it was too dangerous to tell anyone."
The kettle went off but none of them heard it.
Grimauld Place.
Bellatrix appeared in the street with a wicked grin on her face. Aunt Casta is going to be so pleased. She thought happily, as she walked up to number 12. She opened the door. "Aunt Casta!" she called in the stairs direction. Casta Black's face appeared at the top of the stairs. "He's at the Dark Lords head quarters."
Casta grinned revealing yellowing teeth. "Excellent! Oh Bella this is one of the happiest days of my life!" she disappeared into her room. Bellatrix went into the kitchen and found a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"A toast! Good idea Bella." Bellatrix poured two glasses and raised hers "To success!"
They clinked glasses cackling.
Riddle Manor- next day
He groaned and turned his back to the rising sun. Yawning, he opened his eyes and blinked. He sat up quickly and looked around in panic. Where am I ? where's Moony? he frowned. Who's Moony? Sirius buried his head in his hands. He was so confused. He got out of bed and started pacing the room, thinking through his situation.
The key turned in the lock and Sirius looked up. A tall, black-cloaked red-eyed man, who Sirius had met briefly the day before, entered the room. Voldemort looked Sirius up and down. "I trust you slept well." He enquired, eyes flickering over to the unmade bed and back at Sirius.
"Yes thank you." He answered uneasily. Something about this man made him stay on his guard.
Voldemort nodded. "Good, good." He put on a concerned look. "Have you remembered anything yet?"
Sirius sighed and sat down on the edge of the bed. "No." he frowned "Who are you?"
"I am your employer and friend, Lord Voldemort." He shot Sirius another concerned look that made Sirius feel even more uneasy than he already was. "You were attacked by some of Dumbledore's Aurors. I believe their names were James Potter, Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew."
Sirius looked at the floor to avoid the intense red eyes boring into his face. "Why would they attack me and what is my job?" he looked back up at Voldemort.
"We are in the midst of a war. Me against Dumbledore and our armies. You are high in my ranks and are, therefore, a target." Voldemort pulled out a pocket watch and examined it. "I shall send Malfoy to collect you later. Forgive me if I lock the door. I cannot take any chances."
With that, he left and locked the door before Sirius had a chance to say anything more.
Sirius ran his fingers through his hair and started pacing again, thinking about the strange conversation he'd just had. The door opened again, only this time it was a black robed person carrying a breakfast tray. The person didn't say a word, just put down the tray on a table and left. Sirius picked at his food distractedly, his thoughts else where. He gave in trying to eat and pushed away his plate. He yawned and got back into bed.
He awoke to someone shaking him. "Wake up! His Lord requires your presence." Hissed a cold aristocratic voice in his ear. Sirius got up and followed the blonde haired, black robed man out of the room to a stone, high ceilinged, what could only be described as a throne room. Lord Voldemort was sat at the end.
"Thank you Malfoy, you may wait outside." Lucius bowed and left. Voldemort got up and stood before Sirius.
"Give me your right arm." Sirius frowned but did so, wondering what it was that Voldemort was going to do. Voldemort rolled up Sirius' sleeve, he pulled out his wand and muttered "Marque Foncée" White-hot pain ran up and down Sirius' arm, he gasped and wrenched it from Voldemort's grip. His eyes widened as a black skull and crossbones with a snake coming out of its mouth appeared on his arm.
"It is the mark of your loyalty to me and it marks you as a recognised member of my army." Voldemort replaced his wand back in his robes. "Malfoy!" Lucius entered. "You shall take Mr Fellowes" he looked at Sirius then back at Lucius "to Diagon Alley for a wand. He shall be staying with you."
A look of distaste crossed Lucius' features for a moment, then he bowed. "Yes my Lord."
"You are both excused." Lucius bowed once more and Sirius followed suit. Lucius turned to leave.
"My Lord, forgive me, but what is my name?" asked Sirius.
"Simon Fellowes." Sirius nodded and bowed once more, said thank you and followed Lucius out of the room.
Lucius led him to the apparation point and grabbed Sirius' arm, he pointed his wand at the two of them they appeared outside a pub called 'The Leaky Cauldron'. This place looks familiar thought Sirius as he followed Lucius Malfoy's black robed figure inside. Lucius walked straight to the courtyard and tapped on the wall. The wall opened up and Lucius walked down the street with Sirius in tow. They entered a shop called 'Olivanders' with a display of a single wand on a faded purple cushion in the window. A white haired, bespeckled man appeared from behind a stack of boxes. His smile faded when he saw Malfoy.
"Ahhh Mr Malfoy, how may I help?"
"Mr Fellowes" he nodded his head at Sirius, who was looking at the boxes with interest "needs a wand." Olivander looked at Sirius, curiosity written all over his face.
"Yes." I'm sure I've seen him somewhere before. Thought Olivander. He summoned a tape measure to him. "Hold out your wand arm Mr Fellowes." Sirius automatically held out his right arm. The tape measure started measuring his arm. Olivander disappeared into the back of his shop. He was grabbing some boxes off his shelves when he came across one in a dusty black box. He frowned well it is worth a shot. He thought and gently placed it on top of the other boxes. He came into the front of the shop where Lucius Malfoy was sitting down reading 'The Daily Prophet' and Sirius was trying to stop the tape measure from going around his head.
"Alright now." The tape measure fell to the floor. "Try this one Mr Fellowes." He handed a wand to Sirius. "13 inches, maple and unicorn tail hair." Sirius waved it a bit but Olivander snatched it off him and handed him another. "No no, 11 inches beech and dragon heartstring." He snatched it out of Sirius' hand before he could wave it. "No erm...15 inches oak and unicorn tail hair." Sirius waved it causing the till to jump open. Olivander snatched it back before Sirius could apologise. "Ahhh, I always like a challenge Mr Fellowes. Here try this one, 10 inches pine and phoenix feather." The tip glowed and flickered out. Olivander gave Sirius an astonished look. "That has never happened before." He took the wand off Sirius and frowned. Yes, why not? He handed Sirius another. "Here, 14 inches holly and phoenix feather." Sirius felt warmth spread up his arm and around his body. He waved the wand, causing red and silver sparks to fly out of the end. Olivander's gaze dropped, he began packing the other wands away muttering under his breath. Lucius cleared his throat. "Mr Olivander, how much?"
"9 Galleons Mr Malfoy." He said, his intense blue gaze never leaving Sirius. "What did you say your name was?"
"Simon. Simon Fellowes." Sirius met Olivander's stare.
"Well I can say that we will be expecting great things from you Mr Fellowes." Lucius glared at Olivander and swept himself and Sirius out of the shop. Sirius examined his wand up to 'The leaky cauldron' where Malfoy apparated them both away.
Malfoy Manor
They appeared at the front of a large, dark bricked gothic manor. "Welcome to Malfoy Manor Mr Fellowes." Lucius said icily. "The house elf will show you to your room and attend to your needs." A grubby, small, grey creature with bat like ears appeared before them. "This is Mr Simon Fellowes. You will attend to his needs." Lucius left.
"If Mr Fellowes, sir, would follow Dobby. Dobby will take sir to his room."
Sirius followed Dobby along some dark corridors and up a flight of stairs, twirling his wand. Dobby opened a door and let Sirius in.
"If sir needs anything he should call Dobby's name." Dobby closed the door. Sirius opened his mouth to thank him but sighed when he saw Dobby had gone. He looked around the room. It was brown with a long, large window along the wall facing the door. On the right hand wall was a bookcase and a wardrobe with a fireplace between them. The bed was in the middle of the left wall facing the right wall. Along with a desk to the right of it and a table with a candle on the left. Looking behind him, Sirius saw that the door was on the far left and a tapestry took up the remainder of the wall. Sirius pocketed his wand and wandered up to the bookcase and pulled off a book. He sat down on the bed and started reading it.
Godric's Hollow.
The suns red rays had begun to inch their way into the kitchen.
Peter had stopped pacing long ago and was now sat at the table with Remus and James. He sighed and looked at James. He had his head in his arms on the table and was silent apart from the odd sniff. Remus patted James' back.
"He'll be ok, Prongs. He's a survivor." Remus whispered more to convince himself than James.
James lifted his head from his arms and glared at Remus. "No one's escaped from Voldemort! Not without Auror help. Even then we have to know where they are." He buried his head in his arms once more. "He's probably dead by now." He murmered.
Peter bit his lip to keep back his tears and patted James' shoulder. "Like Moony said, Prongs, he's a survivor. He'll hang on and I'm sure we'll find him." James' shoulders began to shake. Remus' eyes filled and this time he let them fall. Peter buried his head in his hands. Stay strong Moony, someone has to keep it together. Besides Padfoot might not be dead.
The sun had risen by now and was hanging low in the clear blue sky. Remus got up and switched off the light before putting the kettle on. He wiped his eyes on his sleeve and poured the scalding water into three mugs and stirred the teabags around, then put the milk and sugar in. he carried them to the table and pushed one towards James, he looked up and took it.
"Thanks." He whispered.
"That's what friends're for Prongs."
The three men sat in silence drinking. Lily came down with a yawning Harry. Her smile faded when she saw them. Harry blinked and looked around the room. "Afoo?" James choked back a sob. Lily paled. "He hasn't?" she sat down "Oh God no." Harry whimpered, sensing his parent's distress. Remus took Harry off Lily as she comforted James. Harry snuggled into Remus. "Afoo?" he asked, looking questioningly at Remus and then at Peter, who had joined them.
"Uncle Padfoot has to go away for a bit Harry." Said Peter. Harry sniffed and buried his head in Remus' shoulder. "I swear he understands Moony." He shot a look at Lily and James. "I'll have to go. Will you be ok with them?"
"I'll be fine." Remus answered and forced a smile.
Peter left quietly. Remus sighed. God I hope Padfoot's ok.
Malfoy ManorIt had been a week since Sirius had come to Malfoy Manor and he had spent most it in his room with Dobby for company. He'd read most of the books on the shelves and was currently testing himself on the ingredients for the Polyjuice potion. His lunch was half eaten and Dobby appeared in front of him, stopping Sirius in mid-pace. Sirius smiled. "Hi Dobby." Dobby bowed and smiled awkwardly back. "Master wishes to see Mr Simon, sir, in his study." Dobby took his plate and disappeared.
Sirius frowned. Strange. He's never invited me to see him since last week. He left his room and went to Malfoy's study, which he'd only been in once before, and knocked. He entered after a faint 'come in'. Malfoy was seated at his desk.
"Sit down Mr Fellowes." Sirius did so. "His Lord wishes us to lead an attack on one of Dumbledore's headquarters." Lucius smiled causing Sirius to fidget nervously. "Seeing as this is your first mission you can remember, I suggest you merely watch and only take action if you need to."
Sirius nodded. "When will this be?"
Lucius smiled sinisterly. "Tonight."
On his way back to his room Sirius pondered over his memory loss. No one's told me exactly how it happened. He frowned I can't help but feel that this whole situation is wrong. He opened his door and threw himself down on his bed. After a few minutes he picked another spell book and began to read.
Dobby came for him as dusk began to set in with a set of black robes and a mask. "Master wants you to put these on and meet him in the hall." Dobby sent him a terrified look Mr Simon a Deatheater? He seemed too nice. and disappeared.
Sirius pulled on the robes thinking about the look Dobby just gave him. I need to learn how to read minds. He thought to himself as he went downstairs.
Lucius was waiting for him at the front door impatiently. They both apparated to the edge of a forest. In the distance lights twinkled in the village at the bottom of the hill. Soon there where ten Deatheaters assembled on the hill. Lucius cleared his throat.
"You all know what to do." They all nodded and muttered yes. They went down the hill in pairs, Lucius and Sirius last.
Sirius frowned. Something's wrong. He thought. This is wrong. He started to edge away from the group, which was easy seen as they were splitting up. He was about to leave when he heard the first scream. He bit his lip, a part of him told him to get out of there but the other side told him stay and protect the villagers. Sirius growled in frustration and set off back to the village. POP! All around him people were apparating and attacking the black robes. I'm outta here. Thought Sirius as he turned his wand on himself.
"Expeliarmus!"
Sirius jumped back as a blue jet of light sped toward him. The owner stepped in front of him. He had messy black hair and blazing brown eyes behind round glasses. Oh great! He thinks I'm one of them. Sirius began to back away, his wand held out in front of him, but the man followed with a slightly confused expression on his face. Why doesn't this Deatheater attack?
"Look if you don't want to duel then give me your wand and come along quietly." James said in a calm voice. But he was anything but calm. This Deatheater seemed familiar in the way he moved and held his wand. He acted like Sirius. Snap out of it James! Sirius is missing presumed dead! The Deatheater stopped backing away and took a step toward him. "That's it. Now give me your wand." He held out his hand then went flying to the right.
Sirius jumped as the man was hit by a spell, which sent him flying. Now I'm definitely out of here. Without a second thought he dissapparated.
James groaned as he saw the mysterious Deatheater dissaparate. He might've known something about Sirius. James got to his feet and rejoined the fight.
The cliffs-later
James hugged his cloak around himself. Despite the fact that it was freezing it was quite peaceful, he could see why this was Sirius' favourite place to came and think. He heard a faint pop behind him and smiled at Remus as he came to site down beside him. They sat in a comfortable silence, watching the lighthouse beam cast its welcoming light around the coast. Remus broke the silence. "He wouldn't have wanted you to mope around Prongs. He would've wanted you to go on with your life."
James sighed. "I know Moony, but it's hard to let him go. I really miss him."
Remus nodded. "Me too. The house is quiet and empty without him."
The waves crashed lazily against the cliff face and the wind whispered through the hollows and caves. On the sea a ship was slipping along the waves silently to its destination. James watched it go with little interest.
"Do you think he's dead Moony?" he whispered, dreading the answer.
"From what I've heard about Voldemort, I hope so."
James nodded "If he is then I hope he didn't suffer."
The two men fell into silence once more and watched the sea crashing up the face of the cliff.
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