Forbidden

Chapter two: Cornered

Disclaimer: see the prologue

Please read: there will be some bloody scenes from time to time, but nothing too extreme. Also, this story is reviewer run. You review and you get an update, not too bad a deal if I say so myself. No more replies to reviews on any of my stories due to this insane computer! But, I love every one I receive, and if I must answer a question, you WILL get a reply.

Sorry for the wait! It was intentional- I swear!

"Hurry it up, Tonks." Snapped a cloaked man standing at a street corner. A woman with sapphire blue hair whined as she tripped again over her long overcoat. " Come on, Mad-Eye! Can't we make this shorter?"

"No." Kingsley Shacklebolt answered for his companion, "The deatheaters have descriptions of every one of us, we have to make you appear taller."

"I don't see how making my jacket a foot longer will make me appear taller, Kingsley. I really don't." She muttered angrily, trying to walk straight and not trip again for the umpteenth time. A thought struck her and she paused mid-step. "Hey! Why aren't you two trying to appear taller?"

"Because it'd be a lost cause." Moody replied, "Now, hush. We have a job to do."

Tonks sighed, "I can't believe we are attacking Lucius Malfoy's house."

Kingsley smiled at her, "Well, its the only thing we could think of that would successfully empty most of the deatheaters from their base. And, anyway, I've been wanting to do this for months."

The three took a moment to prepare themselves and then they attacked Voldemort's right hand man's household. I really hope this works. Sirius, Remus, you had better get Harry out of there as quickly as possible. I don't think we can hold half of their ranks alone.

"Sirius!"

The tall man turned, "What?" In his hand he held a wand, but it was pointed loosely at the floor. It wouldn't be a help in any battle. It was fake, one of the Weasley twins' first inventions. However, it might just save their lives if things went ill. And, he knew things were going to go ill.

"Slow down." Remus hissed, wand at the ready. "This is not a visit to a friend, you know. Its not like we can walk up to Voldemort and ask him for Harry."

"I wonder." Sirius said with a lopsided grin, "What he would do if I did that."

"Sirius Black!" The werewolf nearly screeched.

"Kidding, Moony. Sheesh, you need to lighten up."

"And you need to get serious." (hehe unintentional pun)

"Never gonna happen." The dog crouched down in a hallway, "But tell you what, I'll make you a deal. I'll be serious while we're here. All right?"

Remus smiled weakly, recognizing the round-about way his friend would admit he was scared. "All right, Padfoot. I'll attempt to lighten up too."

Sirius chuckled as they slipped around the corner and ran smack dab into someone they never expected to be in their way.

"So, what do we have here?"

"TONKS!" Kingsley cried, catching her limp body with one arm, one eye on her, the other on the approaching enemy. "Tonks! Are you all right!"

One eye cracked open slowly, the other closed shut with blood. "Y-Yeah...Just need to...catch my breath."

A snort sounded from behind and Moody appeared, holding his right arm. "Don't kid yourself Tonks. None of us are all right. We're probably going to die here."

"Where are the others?" Hissed Kingsley, "They should have been here already!"

"Ambushed, probably. They were one step ahead of us. Again. I doubt that Black and Lupin will get out alive either."

Tonks pushed away from the other auror and stumbled, catching herself on a fence gate. "No." She growled, "It's not ending here! We've got this far, we cant give up now. Harry. Harry needs us." She cast a wide gold eye on them. "We have to rush through them."

"Are you insane! We'd never get out alive!"

Moody smiled his secretive half-smile, "We're already dead, Kingsley. This wont change a thing. Lets do it."

"Of course, the psycho agrees. Why didn't I see that coming?" The wizard muttered under his breath. He was ready to say more, but Tonks caught his eye. She was barely standing, relying on her will to keep her on her feet. She was mince meat if they stayed here. "All right. Lets go then."

"End of the line, Black, Lupin." Lucius Malfoy hissed, his mouth turned up in a sneer. "Thought you could sneak around here without us knowing, eh?"

Footsteps were heard and then- "Sir, I am sorry to report this. Aurors attacked your home. Crabbe and Goyle's team have them cornered."

Sirius and Remus stiffened in alarm. This was it, they were dead now, for sure. No preamble, no games. "Oh, is that so?" Malfoy's fingers tightened and he turned away from Macnair, raising the wand and pointing it straight at Remus.

"Say good-bye." He sneered as the light erupted from the tip.

The door to the infirmary burst open and Flitwick burst in, eyes wide. "Albus! Sir! We've lost contact with Sirius and Remus!"

short, yeah, but exciting! or...not.