RosieCotten: I'm glad you liked it and I'm so sorry that this chapter took
so long, but I was busy with finals.
Ginnygal189: Well I'm glad you also liked it and once again sorry I took so long.
Padfootfe: For the whole one bad thing after another...well...I'm not good at in between scenes. I prefer back-to-back suspense; anyways there actually is a reason to every bit of torture I write. Believe me, in the end you'll understand why it had to happen. Oh, and you'll get a hint of what Voldemort is up to in the next chapter.
Fox666: Well there's more torture to come actually, but all well planned and for a reason. Also, I hope this chapter answers all of your questions. And because of all your excellent questions, I dedicate this chapter to you!
Shroom: Sorry I took so long. I hope you enjoy.
Dark Depressed Teenage Goth: Get a life! If you don't like it, don't read it. Has common sense taught you nothing? And besides that, can't you tell the difference between reality and a fanfic? Anyways, you'd do well in respect to refrain from threatening me, or whatever absurd thing you called it. Until you've lived a day in my life, don't criticize me. And for your information I'm a girl, living proof that bitches can be human. And look I didn't have to call you any rude names or threaten your life to get my point across. Take it to heart! Cheers!
TO ALL: Sorry, but this chapter has not been beta read yet. I just felt bad about taking so long so I thought I'd post it now to give you something to read and then have it revised and reposted later. Also I have an important question.
IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: I was not intending to include slash in my story, but I had a good idea for a pairing. Although, since I did not put a warning in the summary before hand I thought it would only be right for me to ask first. So my question is to all of my current readers, would anyone mind if this story had slash in it? If even one of my current readers would be upset with it, I will not include it. It is not imperative to the story, but I just had an offhanded idea. Thank you and please include your opinion on it in your next review. Anyways enjoy!
CHAPTER EIGHT-REPEAT OF DEATH
Sirius had just finished making a huge chicken dinner. It was around three o'clock.
Sirius walked over to the stairs and called up them," Harry, come down, dinners ready." He walked over to the table and sat down. He waited about five minutes, but Harry still hadn't come down. 'Maybe he didn't hear me', Sirius thought.
He went to the stairs again.
"Harry your dinners on the table and it's getting cold. Come down." There was no answer. Sirius decided to go up the stairs and have a look.
When he got to Harry's room he knocked on the door.
"Hey kiddo, are you done packing, dinners ready"? He tried to turn the knob, but couldn't. It was locked. "Harry, Harry is everything ok? Open the door, Harry." There was still no answer.
Sirius pulled out his wand and pointed it at the door.
"Alohamora." There was a click and the door unlocked. He slowly opened the door and peered inside. "Harry, dinners..." But Sirius stopped. There was no one there.
Sirius was now panicking.
"Harry!" Sirius turned to go check the rest of the house for him, when he saw, written on the wall, in blood, the words,
TO THE FORMER GODFATHER, POTTER DIES TONIGHT! SINCERELY, THE DARK LORD'S SECOND
, and below it was a small puddle of blood.
"No, no, Harry, no!" Sirius disappeared with a pop.
When he reappeared he was standing just outside of the Hogwarts school grounds. He raced across them as fast as he could go. He finally reached the great oak doors and tore through them. There was a loud-echoed boom as they shut. Terrible images of Harry being tortured were racing through his mind. Sirius could hardly think and almost past the gargoyle. He skidded to a halt.
"Fuzzy custards." The gargoyle leapt aside. Sirius didn't even wait for the staircase to reach the top. He jumped from the stairs to Dumbledore's office. He tumbled to the floor landing only a foot away from Dumbledore. Sirius looked up, as he stood, not even bothering to dust himself off.
"Dumbledore, Dumbledore, Harry, blood, gone, message, tonight, die..."
"Sirius, calm down", Dumbledore said as he put his hand on Sirius shoulder," Now one more time, slower, what about Harry?" Sirius took a deep breath and told Dumbledore what happened. By the time Sirius was finished the normal twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes was completely gone.
"Is there anything you can do to get him back?" Sirius nearly shouted.
"There's nothing I can do, but there is someone who can." Sirius followed Dumbledore up to the owlry. When they got there Dumbledore picked up a huge brown barn owl and tied a blank piece of black parchment to the owls leg. He brought the owl to the window.
"Take this to Serveus. You know where he is, now go and be quick and don't draw attention to yourself." The owl gave Dumbledore a nod and flew out the window.
Dumbledore then turned back to Sirius.
"Now all we can do I'm afraid is sit and wait and hope that it's not to late." Sirius followed Dumbledore out of the owlry and back down to Dumbledore's office. The two were completely silent the entire time. When they finally got there, Dumbledore told Sirius he had much to do and then turned and retired up the stairs. Sirius just plopped himself down in a big puffy red armchair. He covered his face with his hands and started to cry.
"Once again it's all my fault. I shouldn't have made him go to his room. I should have kept him close to me at all times. I never should have taken my eyes off of him. This is the second time I've failed him. I have no right to raise Harry as my son. Why would he want to grow up to be like me anyways? He probably hates me for not having been there. Worst of all I promised him I would always be there for him. I promised I would never leave him, and now I have no idea where he is. He's probably scared and all alone being tortured by..." Sirius' sobbing voice trailed off as he began crying even harder. "Voldemort was right, there is nothing I can do to protect him."
A small cracking noise made Sirius look up. There was Dumbledore standing on the stairs starring at Sirius. He had the saddest look in his eyes. Dumbledore, having heard everything, went over to Sirius and sat down on a chair opposite of him.
"Listen to me", Dumbledore began," It's not your..."
"No, it is my fault. It all happened right under my nose. What am I going to do? If I couldn't protect him this time, how am I going to protect him the next time, if there is a next time? I'm a horrible..."
"Sirius stop it right now." Dumbledore was nearly shouting, something he never did. "I'm sorry Sirius, but this time I have to put my foot down. It was not your fault. You were just trying to be a good parent. Harry could never be mad at you. He cares about you as if you were his father."
"Yes, but I can't loose him...I can't live without him...he's all I have left." Dumbledore put his hand on Sirius's shoulder, as Sirius broke down crying again.
"Why don't you get some sleep, Sirius"?
"Sleep? How can I possibly sleep not even knowing if Harry's alive"?
"He's very strong Sirius. I'm sure he's well alive and will soon be back with us safe and sound."
Dumbledore decided to stay with Sirius. They talked for hours about Harry, and Dumbledore filled him in on everything that had happened to Harry before Sirius had escaped.
Suddenly they heard footsteps on the stairs that led to Dumbldore's office. The door swung open and standing there panting was Snape, covered in Harry's blood.
"Harry...he's in the...hospital wing", Snape panted," He's in...bad shape." As soon as those words left Snape's mouth Sirius raced past Snape and out of Dumbledore's office. He was running at top speed.
'Please be ok, Harry. Please hang on. I'm coming.' As Sirius came closer to the hospital wing he began to hear screams of pain. The closer he got the louder the screams became. He finally reached the hospital wing with the screams louder then ever. He saw Madame Pomfrey standing over someone who was kicking and screaming in pain. Sirius rushed over. 'Please don't let it be bad!' But of course it was.
Harry who had tears pouring down his face was screaming as loud as he could. He was kicking and trying to get away from Madame Pomfrey. He had a huge hole in his stomach that was gushing blood. His wrists were bleeding, as were his eyes. Madame Pomfrey had her wand above Harry's stomach trying to heal what she could. Mini blue bolts of light were emitting from her wand and plunging themselves into Harry's wounds.
Suddenly Harry screamed out," Please just let me die! Siriuuuuuuus!" Sirius grabbed Harry's hand.
"Shhh...don't worry kiddo, I'm here." Harry opened his blood shot eyes slightly trying to look at Sirius, but he could only see a blurry red image, even though his glasses were still on. Sirius removed Harry's glasses, grabbed a damp cloth, and began trying to clean the blood out of Harry's eyes.
"Sirius", Harry cried shaking uncontrollably," please just end it, please. I can't take it anymore...I'm sorry Sirius." Harry yelled even louder as more blood poured out of his stomach.
"Kiddo, don't say that. You have nothing to be sorry about. Your gonna be just fine." Harry's grip on Sirius tightened as he screamed out in pain.
"Madame Pomfrey isn't there anything you can give him to stop the pain. A sedative...anything."
"I'm sorry Sirius, but this is a school, not a hospital. We don't have things like that. Injuries like this aren't supposed to happen to students." Sirius looked at Harry. He could see the pain all over him.
Suddenly Sirius's horrified expression disappeared as he bent down and whispered into Harry's ear," I love you." Then with one last reassuring smile, Sirius hit Harry in the head. Harry's grip on Sirius's hand loosened and the screaming stopped. Harry passed into a dreamless sleep. Madame Pomfrey looked at Sirius shocked. Sirius let go of Harry's hand and slowly backed away from him, while never looking away from Harry's mangled body. Sirius retreated into a corner and slouched down to the floor. He plopped his face into his knees and began to sob silently.
Just then Snape and Dumbledore came bursting into the hospital wing.
"What happened", Dumbledore gasped as he looked at the motionless Harry," He's not dead is he?" Madame Pomfrey looked up from what she was doing and starred at Sirius.
"No, just unconscious", she said to Dumbledore without even looking at him. She then quickly began tending to Harry again. Snape starred at his feet for a moment thinking, then without a word turned and rushed out of the hospital wing as fast as he came in.
Dumbledore went over to Sirius," I think it's time you got some rest."
"No, I won't leave him...not again, not ever", Sirius said into his knees.
"Fine then stay here in the hospital wing. But get some sleep in one of the beds." Sirius looked up into Dumbledore's twinkle less eyes and knew that now was not the time to argue. Dumbledore slowly helped Sirius to his feet and led him over to the bed next to Harry's. Sirius sat down and dried his eyes on his sleeve.
"This leaves me with much work to do. I will see you later Sirius, and remember, none of this is your fault." With that Dumbledore hobbled out of the hospital wing clearly deep in thought.
Sirius sat on the bed for at least a good twenty minutes starring at Harry, before Madame Pomfrey finally pulled her wand away and announced to Sirius that she was done and that there was nothing more she could do. Harry's eyes, wrists, and stomach had stopped bleeding, but his eyes were swollen, his wrists had a thin scare all the way around them, and his stomach had a long jagged scare as well. Sirius jumped up and kneeled beside Harry's bed, grabbing his hand gently. He began uselessly trying to brush Harry's bangs out of his eyes. Madame Pomfrey wrapped Harry's stomach and wrists with a silky white cloth. She then proceeded in tying a damp cloth around Harry's eyes to help with the swelling.
" He's going to need a lot of sleep Sirius, as do you". Sirius reluctantly let go of Harry's hand and lay down in the bed next to his.
Sirius waited until Madame Pomfrey had left before whispering sweetly into Harry's ear," Don't worry kiddo, I'm never going to leave you again. I'll make it up to you, Harry. I promise. Good night kiddo, sleep well. I love you so much...my son." Then Sirius closed his eyes and went to sleep.
Ginnygal189: Well I'm glad you also liked it and once again sorry I took so long.
Padfootfe: For the whole one bad thing after another...well...I'm not good at in between scenes. I prefer back-to-back suspense; anyways there actually is a reason to every bit of torture I write. Believe me, in the end you'll understand why it had to happen. Oh, and you'll get a hint of what Voldemort is up to in the next chapter.
Fox666: Well there's more torture to come actually, but all well planned and for a reason. Also, I hope this chapter answers all of your questions. And because of all your excellent questions, I dedicate this chapter to you!
Shroom: Sorry I took so long. I hope you enjoy.
Dark Depressed Teenage Goth: Get a life! If you don't like it, don't read it. Has common sense taught you nothing? And besides that, can't you tell the difference between reality and a fanfic? Anyways, you'd do well in respect to refrain from threatening me, or whatever absurd thing you called it. Until you've lived a day in my life, don't criticize me. And for your information I'm a girl, living proof that bitches can be human. And look I didn't have to call you any rude names or threaten your life to get my point across. Take it to heart! Cheers!
TO ALL: Sorry, but this chapter has not been beta read yet. I just felt bad about taking so long so I thought I'd post it now to give you something to read and then have it revised and reposted later. Also I have an important question.
IMPORTANT AUTHORS NOTE: I was not intending to include slash in my story, but I had a good idea for a pairing. Although, since I did not put a warning in the summary before hand I thought it would only be right for me to ask first. So my question is to all of my current readers, would anyone mind if this story had slash in it? If even one of my current readers would be upset with it, I will not include it. It is not imperative to the story, but I just had an offhanded idea. Thank you and please include your opinion on it in your next review. Anyways enjoy!
CHAPTER EIGHT-REPEAT OF DEATH
Sirius had just finished making a huge chicken dinner. It was around three o'clock.
Sirius walked over to the stairs and called up them," Harry, come down, dinners ready." He walked over to the table and sat down. He waited about five minutes, but Harry still hadn't come down. 'Maybe he didn't hear me', Sirius thought.
He went to the stairs again.
"Harry your dinners on the table and it's getting cold. Come down." There was no answer. Sirius decided to go up the stairs and have a look.
When he got to Harry's room he knocked on the door.
"Hey kiddo, are you done packing, dinners ready"? He tried to turn the knob, but couldn't. It was locked. "Harry, Harry is everything ok? Open the door, Harry." There was still no answer.
Sirius pulled out his wand and pointed it at the door.
"Alohamora." There was a click and the door unlocked. He slowly opened the door and peered inside. "Harry, dinners..." But Sirius stopped. There was no one there.
Sirius was now panicking.
"Harry!" Sirius turned to go check the rest of the house for him, when he saw, written on the wall, in blood, the words,
TO THE FORMER GODFATHER, POTTER DIES TONIGHT! SINCERELY, THE DARK LORD'S SECOND
, and below it was a small puddle of blood.
"No, no, Harry, no!" Sirius disappeared with a pop.
When he reappeared he was standing just outside of the Hogwarts school grounds. He raced across them as fast as he could go. He finally reached the great oak doors and tore through them. There was a loud-echoed boom as they shut. Terrible images of Harry being tortured were racing through his mind. Sirius could hardly think and almost past the gargoyle. He skidded to a halt.
"Fuzzy custards." The gargoyle leapt aside. Sirius didn't even wait for the staircase to reach the top. He jumped from the stairs to Dumbledore's office. He tumbled to the floor landing only a foot away from Dumbledore. Sirius looked up, as he stood, not even bothering to dust himself off.
"Dumbledore, Dumbledore, Harry, blood, gone, message, tonight, die..."
"Sirius, calm down", Dumbledore said as he put his hand on Sirius shoulder," Now one more time, slower, what about Harry?" Sirius took a deep breath and told Dumbledore what happened. By the time Sirius was finished the normal twinkle in Dumbledore's eyes was completely gone.
"Is there anything you can do to get him back?" Sirius nearly shouted.
"There's nothing I can do, but there is someone who can." Sirius followed Dumbledore up to the owlry. When they got there Dumbledore picked up a huge brown barn owl and tied a blank piece of black parchment to the owls leg. He brought the owl to the window.
"Take this to Serveus. You know where he is, now go and be quick and don't draw attention to yourself." The owl gave Dumbledore a nod and flew out the window.
Dumbledore then turned back to Sirius.
"Now all we can do I'm afraid is sit and wait and hope that it's not to late." Sirius followed Dumbledore out of the owlry and back down to Dumbledore's office. The two were completely silent the entire time. When they finally got there, Dumbledore told Sirius he had much to do and then turned and retired up the stairs. Sirius just plopped himself down in a big puffy red armchair. He covered his face with his hands and started to cry.
"Once again it's all my fault. I shouldn't have made him go to his room. I should have kept him close to me at all times. I never should have taken my eyes off of him. This is the second time I've failed him. I have no right to raise Harry as my son. Why would he want to grow up to be like me anyways? He probably hates me for not having been there. Worst of all I promised him I would always be there for him. I promised I would never leave him, and now I have no idea where he is. He's probably scared and all alone being tortured by..." Sirius' sobbing voice trailed off as he began crying even harder. "Voldemort was right, there is nothing I can do to protect him."
A small cracking noise made Sirius look up. There was Dumbledore standing on the stairs starring at Sirius. He had the saddest look in his eyes. Dumbledore, having heard everything, went over to Sirius and sat down on a chair opposite of him.
"Listen to me", Dumbledore began," It's not your..."
"No, it is my fault. It all happened right under my nose. What am I going to do? If I couldn't protect him this time, how am I going to protect him the next time, if there is a next time? I'm a horrible..."
"Sirius stop it right now." Dumbledore was nearly shouting, something he never did. "I'm sorry Sirius, but this time I have to put my foot down. It was not your fault. You were just trying to be a good parent. Harry could never be mad at you. He cares about you as if you were his father."
"Yes, but I can't loose him...I can't live without him...he's all I have left." Dumbledore put his hand on Sirius's shoulder, as Sirius broke down crying again.
"Why don't you get some sleep, Sirius"?
"Sleep? How can I possibly sleep not even knowing if Harry's alive"?
"He's very strong Sirius. I'm sure he's well alive and will soon be back with us safe and sound."
Dumbledore decided to stay with Sirius. They talked for hours about Harry, and Dumbledore filled him in on everything that had happened to Harry before Sirius had escaped.
Suddenly they heard footsteps on the stairs that led to Dumbldore's office. The door swung open and standing there panting was Snape, covered in Harry's blood.
"Harry...he's in the...hospital wing", Snape panted," He's in...bad shape." As soon as those words left Snape's mouth Sirius raced past Snape and out of Dumbledore's office. He was running at top speed.
'Please be ok, Harry. Please hang on. I'm coming.' As Sirius came closer to the hospital wing he began to hear screams of pain. The closer he got the louder the screams became. He finally reached the hospital wing with the screams louder then ever. He saw Madame Pomfrey standing over someone who was kicking and screaming in pain. Sirius rushed over. 'Please don't let it be bad!' But of course it was.
Harry who had tears pouring down his face was screaming as loud as he could. He was kicking and trying to get away from Madame Pomfrey. He had a huge hole in his stomach that was gushing blood. His wrists were bleeding, as were his eyes. Madame Pomfrey had her wand above Harry's stomach trying to heal what she could. Mini blue bolts of light were emitting from her wand and plunging themselves into Harry's wounds.
Suddenly Harry screamed out," Please just let me die! Siriuuuuuuus!" Sirius grabbed Harry's hand.
"Shhh...don't worry kiddo, I'm here." Harry opened his blood shot eyes slightly trying to look at Sirius, but he could only see a blurry red image, even though his glasses were still on. Sirius removed Harry's glasses, grabbed a damp cloth, and began trying to clean the blood out of Harry's eyes.
"Sirius", Harry cried shaking uncontrollably," please just end it, please. I can't take it anymore...I'm sorry Sirius." Harry yelled even louder as more blood poured out of his stomach.
"Kiddo, don't say that. You have nothing to be sorry about. Your gonna be just fine." Harry's grip on Sirius tightened as he screamed out in pain.
"Madame Pomfrey isn't there anything you can give him to stop the pain. A sedative...anything."
"I'm sorry Sirius, but this is a school, not a hospital. We don't have things like that. Injuries like this aren't supposed to happen to students." Sirius looked at Harry. He could see the pain all over him.
Suddenly Sirius's horrified expression disappeared as he bent down and whispered into Harry's ear," I love you." Then with one last reassuring smile, Sirius hit Harry in the head. Harry's grip on Sirius's hand loosened and the screaming stopped. Harry passed into a dreamless sleep. Madame Pomfrey looked at Sirius shocked. Sirius let go of Harry's hand and slowly backed away from him, while never looking away from Harry's mangled body. Sirius retreated into a corner and slouched down to the floor. He plopped his face into his knees and began to sob silently.
Just then Snape and Dumbledore came bursting into the hospital wing.
"What happened", Dumbledore gasped as he looked at the motionless Harry," He's not dead is he?" Madame Pomfrey looked up from what she was doing and starred at Sirius.
"No, just unconscious", she said to Dumbledore without even looking at him. She then quickly began tending to Harry again. Snape starred at his feet for a moment thinking, then without a word turned and rushed out of the hospital wing as fast as he came in.
Dumbledore went over to Sirius," I think it's time you got some rest."
"No, I won't leave him...not again, not ever", Sirius said into his knees.
"Fine then stay here in the hospital wing. But get some sleep in one of the beds." Sirius looked up into Dumbledore's twinkle less eyes and knew that now was not the time to argue. Dumbledore slowly helped Sirius to his feet and led him over to the bed next to Harry's. Sirius sat down and dried his eyes on his sleeve.
"This leaves me with much work to do. I will see you later Sirius, and remember, none of this is your fault." With that Dumbledore hobbled out of the hospital wing clearly deep in thought.
Sirius sat on the bed for at least a good twenty minutes starring at Harry, before Madame Pomfrey finally pulled her wand away and announced to Sirius that she was done and that there was nothing more she could do. Harry's eyes, wrists, and stomach had stopped bleeding, but his eyes were swollen, his wrists had a thin scare all the way around them, and his stomach had a long jagged scare as well. Sirius jumped up and kneeled beside Harry's bed, grabbing his hand gently. He began uselessly trying to brush Harry's bangs out of his eyes. Madame Pomfrey wrapped Harry's stomach and wrists with a silky white cloth. She then proceeded in tying a damp cloth around Harry's eyes to help with the swelling.
" He's going to need a lot of sleep Sirius, as do you". Sirius reluctantly let go of Harry's hand and lay down in the bed next to his.
Sirius waited until Madame Pomfrey had left before whispering sweetly into Harry's ear," Don't worry kiddo, I'm never going to leave you again. I'll make it up to you, Harry. I promise. Good night kiddo, sleep well. I love you so much...my son." Then Sirius closed his eyes and went to sleep.
