Chapter Six

Day 11

12:00 a.m.

Outside of Voldemort's Lair

"Can't you be still?" Black eyes glittered in annoyance as they stared at the jittery man standing a few feet away. "Or better yet, be silent?"

"No. I want to go in." Both men had dark hair, cropped at different lengths; one long and one short. Both men were skinny, pale, and dressed in dark robes. Other than the difference in height, one could almost look at them and think 'twins'.

"You know the plan Black. We wait for Albus' signal, and then we go in…."

"With our wands a blazing!" Sirius Black, the shorter of the two men, said in a fake western-like voice that earned a disgusted snort from his companion. "Come on Snape, lighten up a bit! Oh, is that the signal?" Severus Snape tilted his head, listened, and then shook his head.

"It's just a scream. We're waiting for a siren." Sirius pouted.

"Why couldn't they have let me go in on the first raid? I won't get to do any blasting waiting out here."

"Knowing you, you would probably bollocks it all up." Severus snapped. "You would rush in and get yourself killed, or worse. Get someone else killed." Severus paused and tilted his head in contemplation. "Maybe you should have gone in."

"I'm feelin' the love here." Sirius said sarcastically, seconds before the mansion's front door was blasted into splinters. Sirius watched, tense, until the wail of a siren pierced the dark night. "YEE HAW!" Sirius took of, Severus close behind him. Two other teams rushed out of the woods as well.

One team was made up of a sandy haired, brown-eyed werewolf named Remus Lupin and a member of the Order of the Phoenix called Richard. The other team was a father-son team: Arthur Weasley and his son Bill. Both had flaming red hair and a face full of freckles.

All three teams entered the building to find the interior in shambles. Bodies and debris littered the floors, and the sounds of fading violence could be heard. "Albus and the others did a fine job." Arthur commented.

"Wish I'd have been in here to see it." Sirius grumbled, kicking one of the masked bodies. Severus and Bill rolled their eyes.

"Yes, we all know you would have loved the bloodshed. But we must go on to important matters. Finding Harry." Remus spoke up. "I can't find his scent, so Arthur'll have to use a locator spell." Arthur pulled his wand out with a small grin. He chanted a litany of Latin words, then silenced as the wand spun in his palm. It stopped pointing towards the left staircase.

Leading his group of six, Arthur made his way out of the greeting hall, down the windy flight of steps, through a wood and steel door at the bottom, and into a long hallway lined with doors. They followed the wand's directions until it spun to the left, pointing to a door. The group spanned out along the door and Sirius whispered an "Alohamora". Arthur stood aside and let Sirius go first.

"Harry?" Sirius called softly. He inched his way into the cell and towards a bundle huddled against the far wall. "Har-?"

"Siri look out!" Sirius spun around and leapt out of the way as a figure appeared out of nowhere.

"Whoa!" The figure positioned itself in front of the bundle thought to be Harry, and all Sirius could think about once the room was flooded with wand-light was the viciously contorted features of the figures face.

"Vampire." He heard Remus breathe. The vampire growled low in its chest and bared its inch-or-more-long fangs at the group. Sirius raised his wand, ready to blast the figure away from his godson when a second figure emerged from the shadows.

"Another one!" Arthur hissed in surprise. The new arrival took position next to, but slightly in front of, the smaller one. It too bared its fangs and growled. Sirius backed down.

"What do we do?" He asked Remus over his shoulder.

"Normally I'd say run…" Arthur squeaked.

"I'm not leaving Harry!" Sirius grunted.

"Use the sun curse." Remus suggested softly, warily, his wand raised. Sirius and the others nodded reluctantly. It was obvious that the two vampires had been captured, starved, and beaten like the other humans in the place. Only Severus seemed willing to kill them. "On three. One…"

"Two…"

"Th…."

"STOP!" A rasping voice halted both the wizard's countdown and the vampire's snarling. The bundle of blankets behind the vampires shifted and a pale figure emerged.

"H-Harry?" Harry moved to stand in between the two growling vampires.

"Hey Siri, Remy, guys."

TBC

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