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Author's Note: LOOKIE I'M UPDATING QUICKER! My birthday's tomorrow. Here's a special uploaded-one-day-after-the-last-chapter-was-uploaded chapter. Okay, so it was two days, but it's better than two months, ne?

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(With Remus)

"Do you think he's dead?" Asked one man.

"No idiot, he's breathing." Answered another.

Remus listened to them, barely comprehending what they were saying. He had his legs cuffed to a silver table, and his wrists had rope tied around it, which caused rope burns over silver burns. His shorts were not very helpful, most of the material had been ripped, exposing his legs painfully to the table.

"Why are we doing this to them again?" Asked the first man.

"Because. They're monsters, remember?" The second man explained. The first man looked at Remus, who stared back at him with dull teary eyes.

"He doesn't seem that bad..." He said to the first man.

The first man, who Remus remembered was Gordan, who had taken him away from home, glared at the second man.

"That's what they want you to think!" He pointed to a lunar calendar.

"See that? It's the new moon now, but come next full moon, this "Not-that-bad" werewolf might be eating you as a little midnight snack!" He yelled. Gordan walked over to Remus, putting on a glove which Remus noticed had a silver outlining.

'Where do they get all this stuff from!' Remus wondered. Gordan grabbed on to Remus' neck, pulling the thin boy up. Remus was half glad he had his back away from the table, and half worried the man was going to burn a hole right through his neck. Remus wanted to scream, but the people in this prison seemed to feed on pain, as he easily and quickly noticed. Gordan put his hand over Remus' eyes, laughing.

"You might not want to see this part, little werewolf!" He laughed. Remus turned his head quick enough so that only one eye got burned, then was thrown roughfully on the table again. He lay gasping for breath, only able to concentrate on the pain and breathing. Less than a minute after he was set down, however, clear walls were thrust up from all sides of the table. Remus panicked as soon as he felt hot liquid silver forming around his body.

Gordan smiled at Remus' attempts to escape. He looked to the second man.

"Put your hand in there..." He said, taking off the gloves. The second man put his hand slowly into the silver, then quickly pulled away. "It's hot."

Gordan smiled. "Right, meaning that if the silver alone won't kill him, this will." The two men watched as the liquid silver rose, not stopping the substance until it was almost covering Remus' head. Remus had to lift his head to breath, though he would stay up above the silver often.

'When I said I wanted more than I can handle I was kidding!' Remus shrieked in his mind, the world around him going dark. The two men watched Remus faint, emptied the tank, and left.

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Sirius and Dumbledore were running through the building, trying to find Remus.

As their luck had it, they nearly passed by Gordan and the other man before they heard, "Did you see the look on the kid's face? He's probably dead, don't 'cha think?"

Sirius was in front of them before they could comprehend what happened.

"Who the hell are you talking about? What kid?" He growled.

Gordan shrugged. "Some kid about your age, a little shorter than you, sandy blondish hair. Why?"

Sirius growled at him. "What's his name!" He asked menicingly.

"Eh...Last name's Lupe or something..." The second man answered. Sirius dashed in between the two confused men, running past Dumbledore, and looking in every room until he found Remus.

"Dumbledore, he's in here." Sirius breathed, not able to make anything louder than a whisper. Dumbledore came into the room. Looking over Remus, he got the same sense of dread as Sirius. Remus was burned from head to toe, his wrists and ankles were black, while some other areas were burning a dark reddish color to almost black.

Sirius paled. "My-My father is the cause of this?" He whispered. Dumbledore gently picked up Remus, surveying the best position to hold him in. Sirius looked at the Headmaster.

"I'm going to take him to the infirmary at Hogwarts. Here's Mr. Lupin's address, you tell his mother we have him in our custody at the infirmary. Understand?" Sirius nodded, and Dumbledore knew he didn't have to remind Sirius to not pull any pranks.

Dumbledore headed to the nearest fireplace, which was around the corner, as Sirius followed mutely behind him. Dumbledore went into the fireplace as Sirius threw in the floo powder for him. Calling out "Hogwarts!" Dumbledore and Remus vanished.

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Sirius hastily went into the fireplace, not wanting to stay any longer than he had to. Calling out the address, he found himself in Ms.Lupin's living room. Recognizable because the Marauders had a sleepover at Remus' two years ago, and they would always end up sleeping in the living room.

'No time to reminensce!' Sirius scolded himself, running into Ms. Lupin's room. She was sleeping fitfully. Sirius went over to her bed, shaking her gently.

"Ms. Lupin..." Sirius called. She opened her eyes, surveying over Sirius.

"Sirius?" She affirmed. Sirius nodded, then smiled slightly.

"I've got some good news, and some bad news. Which do you want first?"

"The good news, I'll need it..." She mumbled.

"You'll love this... We've got Remus back with us!" Sirius grinned. Ms.Lupin smiled widely.

"You're kidding me!" Sirius shook his head.

"The bad news is he's in pretty bad condition...I noticed a rim of silver around him when we picked him up...He's burned pretty badly." Sirius sadly explained. Ms. Lupin looked at him.

"Where is he now?" She asked.

"Hogwarts infirmary." Sirius barely finished his sentence before Ms. Lupin grabbed Sirius by the wrists and pulled him to the fireplace. Shoving him in gently, she exclaimed, "I'll meet you there." And Sirius left.

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When Dumbledore arrived at his office with Remus, he hurridly walked over to the infirmary.

"Poppy!" He called. She rushed in.

"What is-Oh my goodness! Here, set him on a bed and get him out of that clothing! We'll be giving him new clothing after he's gotten cleaned up!" She ordered. She rushed to get some herbs and potions.

Not much later, they were joined by the Marauders and Ms. Lupin.

"Out!Out!Out!" Madame Pomfrey yelled at the boys as they rushed eachother out.

However, Sirius came back in. "Out Mr. Black!" Sirius walked into the infirmary further.

"Please Madame Pomfrey, I helped Proffesor Dumbledore take him out of that awful place, I just want to know he'll be okay." Sirius said quietly. Madame Pomfrey sighed. "Do what you must, but stay out of the way! Understood?" She told him sternly.

"Yes ma'am." Sirius said with a nod. Sirius sat beside Ms. Lupin, who was looking at her son in shock.

"Sirius?" She looked at him and Dumbledore. "Thank you both. I knew he was going to get hurt...maybe even killed! But I couldn't do anything about it..."

"Why not Ms. Lupin?" Sirius asked. Dumbledore looked at him, cautioning Sirius to not test his grounds.

"Well, after they took Remus outside, one of the men came back in. They pointed a wand to my heart and said if I ever tried to find him, Remus and I would both be killed." She began crying.

"If I would have known how much pain my son was recieving, I would have told you a lot sooner, Dumbledore!" She sobbed. Dumbledore put a comforting arm around her.

"Remus will be okay Ms. Lupin, do not worry." He told her gently. Sirius looked at Remus, who was now sleeping fitfully, mumbling little words inaudibly.

'You will be okay, right Moony?' Sirius wondered, using the nickname Remus recieved in third year.

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END OF FOURTH CHAPTER, NOT END OF STORY

...YET.

I predict there will be about one or two more chapters before this is finished, though the story is all downhill from here. Hope you enjoy it!

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