And it just keeps getting better and better...
Note: This is set right after the Potters' Death, for those who were confused. This deals with Sirius' first (and only) trip to Azkaban and the 13 years he spent there.
Well, I won't waste your time much longer. Read away, and review away as well. Still more of an introductory chapter. Enjoy. :)
"When do I get my trial?" Sirius asked in what appeared to be complete calmness.
"The date of your trial is yet to be scheduled. But I doubt that you will need a trial. There's plenty of room here. Now, on with your testimony."
"I want my trial." Sirius growled. "You have no right to deny me what I deserve."
"If you want what you deserve, Black, then I shall call a dementor to give you your little kiss right now." Fudge snapped agitatedly.
Sirius paled to an even lighter shade of white than he had before. His once tan complexion was white with sickness and mistreatment, and his worries were set on his trial. "You can not give orders to perform the kiss without a trial either," Sirius spat in return. "I'm not stupid you know, and I'm not a murderer."
"Now, you are wasting my precious time. Start talking."
"I didn't do it."
"You deny it! HOW DARE YOU DENY IT! We have proof! WE SAW YOU! YOU TRULY ARE INSANE!"
Sirius looked like he was ready to snap, but Reladanto placed a hand on his shoulder. "Cornelius, this is not how we treat the prisoners." His gaze fell upon Sirius, and a glimmer of sympathy shimmered, but only for a moment.
"So you deny charges against being the right-hand man of He-who-must-be-named, committing several murders before betraying your supposed best-friend and his wife, and then murdering Peter Pettigrew in broad daylight, blowing up a street and killing 13 muggles in the process? Do you deny this?"
Sirius glared at Fudge for a moment, a look of utmost loathing in his eye. "I deny it. I deny every god dam word of it. I am not a murderer."
Fudge was growing mad with rage. "YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO DENY THESE CHARGES? You were allowed to get away with some things as a child, Mr. Black, but you can not get away with lying! I think that you should be locked up in an insane asylum! You are a deranged murderer!"
"Right now you seem deranged to me," Sirius muttered so no one else could hear.
"Mr. Black, I don't think you should be taking this so lightly." Reladanto said lightly, and Sirius looked at for a moment, features hardening.
"Sir," he said viciously, "I wouldn't murder anyone. You, of all people, should know that I wouldn't murder my best friend."
"I didn't know a lot about you Sirius, and I can't answer your questions for you."
"I'm not asking you to answer my questions! I'm asking you to give me a fair shot! Let me prove my innocence! I can even tell you who it was, and where he is!"
"I have no say over this, Mr. Black, and you know it."
"You would even rat out your fellow death eaters to save yourself. You've sunk low Black. And don't think you can use that as a trade, because we will get it from you anyways!"
"Really, so that's why so many death eaters are so close to you, huh! They rat their fellow death eaters out and you keep them out of prison! But it doesn't matter, because you hate me and I hate you, and I wouldn't tell you even if I knew!"
"SIRIUS! We do not want to hear your accusations and ramblings!"
"I'M YOUR SON AND YOU DON'T BELIEVE ME! YOU CAN'T EVEN GIVE ME MY NAME!" Sirius spat murderously.
"I can not simply believe you because you are my son. The evidence is challenging, Sirius, and I am not going to take your side, or anyone's."
"You are taking sides! Right now! You are accusing me of killing my best friend for some dumbass crackpot Lord! WHY THE HELL WOULD I DO THAT?"
"I don't know Sirius! It's your decision and I can't tell you how you think!"
"MAYBE THIS IS WHY MY LIFE IS SO FRICKIN SCREWED UP! MAYBE IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU KNOW THAT? You can't even believe your own son, and I still don't have a trial. AND YOU DON'T CARE DO YOU? You'll go back to work thinking nothing more than, oh good, another death eater down. WELL GUESS WHAT? YOU'RE WRONG! Keep it up like this and only death eaters will be left! AND YOU! And then…YOU'LL SEE HOW MANY INNOCENT PEOPLE ARE BEING ACCUSED OF TREASON AND MURDER! I HATE YOU!" Sirius screamed, but Fudge and Reladanto had ordered the dementors forward and they had begun to yank Sirius up and towards the door. "WHEN YOU'RE DOWN ON YOUR LAST THREAD BECAUSE SOME DEATH EATER FINALLY REVEALS HIMSELF TO YOU, I HOPE YOU THINK OF WHAT I SAID!" Reladanto poked his head out in what might have been concern, but all he said was,
"We do not need to hear your ramblings now, Sirius. Guards, take him to the cell we discussed earlier."
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU RELADANTO!"
Reladanto's a pleasant man, don't you think? So nice...Credit goes mostly to Igor for this lovely creation (aknightofni)
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