Hello Everyone! Enjoy the final chapter of Black and White: Book 2!
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Last Time on Black and White:
"Is that a large metal door...?" Andrew asked pointing out the secure looking door ahead of them.
Harry looked confused too and the two boys quickly made their way over to it. "Wanna get this one?" the raven head asked with a small laugh.
Andrew sighed. "Well, you did the first one I suppose. Open..."
The two boys watched in morbid fascination as the door opened and they were met with a cold breeze and moldy stench. They looked around and were blown away at what they saw.
They had found it; the legendary room that all in the castled believed to be fake; The Chamber of Secrets.
Chapter 28: Together we're strong!
The two boys made their way into the room, they were met by gigantic sculptures that graced the walls.
"Is that...?" Andrew asked tilting his head slightly.
"Salazar Slytherin..." Harry answered in a whisper.
They continued walking until they saw something that made them pause. A boy, stood in a little ways from them, simply watching them.
"Welcome to my domain; Harry Potter, Andrew Potter." he greeted in a smooth tone.
"Your domain? Might I suggest an interior decorator?" Andrew responded automatically.
"Who are you?" Harry asked forcefully.
The boy didn't respond and simply turned away from them, looking at something else entirely.
When they turned to look they saw the comatose body of Ginny Weasley lying on the ground, the book Harry had been looking for lying not too far away from her.
"Ginny!" they yelled out before rushing to the girl and attempting to wake her up.
They felt the clammy texture of her skin and the cool temperature of her body.
"What did you do to her, you bastard?!" Harry asked angrily as he brandished his wand.
"Me? Why nothing, I may have made a couple of suggestions but I never expressively told her to do something." the boy answered with a slight grin.
Andrew stood as well and turned to the boy. "Who are you?" he asked again, only this time, his eyes made sure the boy knew he had an idea.
"Oh I'm sure you must know by now, Andrew." He raised a wand and the boys instantly grew weary of him, he started writing his name in the air. 'Tom Morvolo Riddle' when he whipped his wand again the words started re-arranging themselves. 'I am Lord Voldemort'
"Two years in a row huh? You must be getting desperate..." Andrew muttered with a raised brow.
"Not the time." Harry muttered.
Tom chuckled. "Well it is interesting to see you two, so I can assume we've met previously. Or rather in my future. I must quite prominent." The boy said in a cocky tone.
"Not really, just a pain mostly." Andrew answered with a shrug.
Tom's facade cracked slightly as a sneer found it's way onto his face. "Quite the mouthy one aren't you? You would do well, to watch your tone, as you address the most powerful wizard in the world."
That made Harry stand and address the boy. "Albus Dumbledore is the most powerful wizard in the world!"
"That old fool?! The mere memory of me was enough to run him out of the school!"
"He'll never be gone! Not while there are still those who believe in him!" Harry responded patriotically. Andrew simply stayed silent and watched the exchange.
"Dumbledore's man through and through, eh Potter?" Tom responded with a small snarl.
Just then a cry could be heard echoed through chamber and in a burst of flame, a bird was seen flying around, but not just any bird, Dumbledore's bird, Andrew and Harry seen it in his office at the end of the previous year.
In it's talons was the sorting hat it dropped to Harry before flying away.
The three boys were silent before Tom started laughing; silently at first but it quickly turned to to a full blown laugh.
"That's it? That's all Dumbledore sends his champions? A song bird and a moldy hat..." he turned away and faced the giant statue of Slytherin which was carved into the back of the chamber.
"Did you notice how... transparent he is?" Andrew asked Harry.
"I haven't become fully corporeal yet, but don't worry; Ginny Weasley is making sure I achieve that goal." Tom answered shooting Andrew a smirk.
The two boys looked at each other in shock, had he just...?
"Open, Slytherin greatest of the four!"
Suddenly the statues mouth started opening and the two boys watched in shock and awe as something started sliding out of it. Without a prompt they both turned and made a move to run but it was too late, before they knew it the giant snake was to their left, prompting the boys to shut their eyes tightly.
As they waited for their demise another cry was heard in the chamber, followed by the haunting screeches of the basilisk. "NO!" they heard Tom scream angrily.
"Your Phoenix may have blinded the Beast but it can still hear you!" Tom yelled angrily.
"Hear us...?" Andrew muttered in confusion before realizing his mistake, he turned to see the beast no longer thrashing around and listening intently for them.
Out of instinct alone the boys took a could of steps backwards before they realized how damp the floor was, causing them to inadvertently make some noise. The basilisk head turned to them and his hiss angrily.
"Shit..." Andrew said before diving out of the way with Harry doing the same thing. The basilisk struck where they were previously standing.
"What now?!" Andrew asked quickly.
"Err... Confuse it!" Harry said standing and running to one side of the room while Andrew ran to the other.
Their plan seemed to work for a bit as the Basilisk alternated between going after Andrew and Harry when it suddenly turned to the Raven haired boy and started after him. This caused the two boys to curse. Harry started running away while Andrew ran after the beast in an attempt to stop it. What he had expected was the snake to turn and go for him, but that didn't happen.
Instead the snake whipped it's tail and caught the dark skinned boy in the side, causing him to fly into one of the statues painfully.
Breathing heavily he realized that his arm and probably a few ribs had been broken thanks to what he had landed on. Holding back a cry of pain Andrew crawled over to where the sorting hat lay after Andrew had dropped it. With some difficulty he pulled the bindings off and stared into the mouth of the hat.
"Come on... Come on! You wouldn't just give us a useless artifact!" He yelled angrily as he threw the hat which came to land pretty damn close to where Tom was standing.
"Now do you see how useless the old man is?" Tom asked tilting his head to the side slightly and smirking at Andrew as he crawled towards Ginny once again.
"Shut up..."
"He left you and your brother down here to die! Along with the Weasley girl."
"Shut up."
"Ha! You and me, we aren't as different as you would have yourself believe Andrew. I know you long for power, you long for control. Join me, and I can give you all that you wish for..."
"Shut the fuck up!"
"Why do you fight it? You are meant for greatness! I can lead you to that greatness."
Just then Harry ran into the room, the basilisk, nowhere to be found. "I lost it." He told Andrew with a nod.
"It's almost complete. The magical transfer will make me complete and once again; I, Lord Voldemort will rule the wizarding world!" Tom declared loudly.
"No... not as long as Dumbledore is there to defy you!" Harry yelled back. "As long as even one person stands, help will always be given to those who ask for it!" he declared, quoting Dumbledore.
Just then two things happened at once; a small ringing could be heard and a bright flash caught the attention of everyone in the chamber and they turned to see the sorting hat glowing for a moment before something started poking through the mouth. Harry rushed to the hat and pulled out a sword, that glistened slightly in the light, it was majestic to look at, the rubies embedded in the weapon gave the sword a meaner look and blade looked a sharp and harsh.
A beat later the basilisk burst back into the room letting out an ear tearing scream as it flailed about, searching for its prey.
"Andy!" Harry called.
"I'll distract it!" the boy responded before Harry could say. "Oi, you giant garden pest over here!" he yelled out, making the snake turn towards him. With great effort he managed to pull himself to his feet 'Yup leg is buggered too...' He thought sourly.
"Come on, you bastard! Come at me!"
The basilisk, started moving and Andrew found himself hobbling away, as quick as he could and hiding behind one of the smaller statues. He sighed a little before hearing a loud thud and feeling his marble rock violently. He turned and saw that the snake had been beating the statue with it's snout attempting to break it down and it was succeeding, at this distance, he didn't have a chance.
"Hey, Slytherin weakest of the four!" He heard, turning he saw that Harry had climbed the basilisks home statue and was brandishing the sword at it.
Hearing the commotion the snake turned to him and went in for the strike, which is apparently what Harry wanted as he drove his arm upwards catching the roof of the snakes mouth with this sword. There was a slight struggle before he pulled the weapon out with a loud grunt and the giant serpent started swaying before it collapsed onto the ground below, mouth hung open... dead.
All that could be heard now was the panting of the two boys before a throat hum interrupted.
"Hmm, it would seem as though you managed to defeat my beast, well, no matter, the magical transfer is almost complete and Ginny Weasley will be dead." Tom said in a blasé manner.
A small shout was heard followed by Harry's yelling. "Andy! Catch!"
Andrew rushed forward ignoring the pain in his leg and dove, catching the object Harry had thrown; a fang from the beast. He looked up at Harry in shock before turning to Riddle.
He'd beat the living shit out of Harry later, for now Ginny took priority. Crawling over to the book on the ground Andrew opened it and looked at Tom. "So... I guess if we destroy the book we destroy you..." Andrew said cockily, he gave a vicious grin when he saw the fear on Tom's face.
"Bye, bye Tommy." he said in a high tone before thrusting the fang into the book.
"No!" Riddle froze and screamed as a bright light appeared in his abdomen, he went to grab Andrew again before the preteen stabbed the book again, and again and again causing light to appear all of Tom Riddle before he closed the book and with an almighty heave he shoved the fang through the whole thing.
With a final scream, Tom Riddle exploded into little light particles that shimmered and died away. Ginny woke up with a start and looked around frantically.
Some time during the whole ordeal, Harry and made his way the statue and had reached the other two.
"Harry, Andrew! I swear, it wasn't me, it was Tom, I didn't want to he-he made me... Harry, you're hurt..." she muttered seeing Harry's blood soaked forearm.
"You sack of shit!" Andrew yelled punching Harry in the face using his uninjured arm, which was his left arm, so his punch wasn't as hard as he wanted it to be. "What were you thinking?! Basilisk venom is the most poisonous thing in the world!"
Ginny turned to berate the boy for punching someone who was injured but stopped short when she saw the tears that were spilling from his eyes. "I don't have anyone if you die, don't do this to me... please don't leave me too..." Andrew's voice started cracking as sobs started to rack his body.
Just then a single cry echoed through the cave and in a ball of flames, the headmaster's Phoenix was once again in the chamber. It landed besides the two boys and bowed it's head at them before hopping over to Harry.
"Hey there, thanks for all your help, you were brilliant. I was just too slow." Harry said sweetly as he showed his new injury.
Tilting it's head the Phoenix hopped closer to the boy and looked down at the wound before they noticed that it was crying...
"Wait..." Andrew said shocked as the tears dropped onto Harry's wound and effectively started it up.
He was healed... Andrew blinked and blinked again before he started chuckling, and soon his chuckling turned into full blown laughter. Harry and Ginny shared a look before they too started laughing along with Andrew.
0-oo-0-oo-0-oo-0
And that is how Ron and Hermione found the trio, all huddled together on the ground in the grimiest part of the chamber laughing at something or other. They didn't waste any time rushing down there.
"Guys!" Hermione called rushing towards them.
"Ginny!" Ron called out happily.
Once they arrived hugs were given out like light from the sun. Everyone got a steadily become famous 'Hermione Hug' where she would almost squeeze the life out of someone. Except Andrew who cried out in pain when his arm when squeezed.
"Where's Lockhart?" Harry asked looking around.
"He woke up with Amnesia and wouldn't stop asking him questions so Ron knocked him over the head with another rock." Hermione provided as Ron was still busy checking his sister over.
"Huh..." Andrew said tiredly with a shrug not caring either way.
"Well, isn't this place fascinating?!" a voice said from the doorway; Lockhart stood looking around, his hair in disarray and his robes dirtied by the rocks and grimy slide. He had a whimsical smile in place as he looked through the room.
"We should probably go..." Andrew suggested.
"Good idea. But how?" Ron asked finally joining the conversation.
The phoenix hopped up to them and gave a chirp. They all looked at the bird before turning to one another.
"Oh good Lord, what is this beast?!" They heard Lockhart exclaim in surprise.
"Fuck it, let's try it!" Harry said clearly just wanting to leave.
Once they grabbed Lockhart and Andrew found a way to hold on to Hermione that was comfortable for him and didn't require too much strain on her side, they were off. Soaring through the tunnels and in a large flash of light and heat they had disappeared from the chamber, hoping that they would never have to return.
They all landed in the Headmaster's office, which was currently being guarded by Professor McGonagall, once the students landed in the office, the Scottish woman gave a shout before grabbing her chest to prevent a heart attack. She stared at the students, they stared back and for a moment all was silent.
"Maybe you'd like to get Dumbledore and Weasley's, perhaps even call the Ministry tell them that the real culprit has been caught and there's no more reason to hold Hagrid." Andrew said in a short tone, McGonagall gave the boy a stern look to which he responded.
"Okay listen, I just helped fight off a giant snake while my arm's broken and not to mention I did something to screw up my leg as well, on top of that I thought my only family was going to die and we were almost late with Ginny here, so excuse me if my attitude isn't at it's best at the moment."
Not really liking his tone, Professor McGonagall got onto the floo and called the Weasley's by luck, Dumbledore had been in their home, letting them know what happened regarding their daughter. Barely finishing her recall of what happened, Molly and Arthur burst into the room and made a bee line for their daughter.
Dumbledore followed through the floo with a jovial smile on his face. Andrew couldn't resist.
"Happy we did the work for you?" he asked sarcastically.
"Ah, Harry, Andrew, it is so good to see you and can I say how proud I am of the two of you. To answer your question Andrew, no I am quite regretful I could not help as much as I would have liked. But, the board has decided to reinstate me in my previous position as Headmaster of the school." He said with a smile on his face.
Andrew simply sighed and felt a pang in his arm, he needed to go see Pomfrey as soon as possible. But it seemed as though that wouldn't be a possibility as Lucius Malfoy barged into the office, like he owned it and froze at what he saw. Mr and Mrs Weasley huddled around Ginny, while four Gryffindors stood close by, not to mention Dumbledore standing a few feet away in front of his desk.
"Ah, Lucius, what a pleasure for you to join us." the headmaster greeted with a smile. "Now I do believe Ginny should be seen by Madam Pomfrey, along with Hermione and Ron, Professor McGonagall would you kindly lead them to the Hospital Wing?" all could tell that it wasn't a request. The Transfiguration teacher simply sighed and motioned for the mentioned parties to follow her.
Once the room had been cleared all that were left were Harry, Andrew, Malfoy Sr and Dumbledore. Andrew grumbled about the pain in his arm and being ignored while Harry watched in rapt interest.
"Ahem..." Malfoy cleared his throat nervously. "Professor, what are you doing here? As I believe you were dismissed from your post as Headmaster."
"Ah well an interesting development that turned out to be; you see nearly all of the board members had heard about the missing student, from an... unknown source, long story short; they have decided to reinstate me as Headmaster." Dumbledore explained cryptically.
"Ah, well isn't that... fantastic. Well then, where is this missing girl?" Lucius asked looking around.
"Miss Weasley has been taken to the Infirmary to ensure there are no residual effects from her time being kidnapped."
"And the creature that kidnapped her? Or at least that is what my son claims had taken her." Malfoy said smoothly.
Dumbledore looked at the two Potter boys.
"Dead." Andrew stated in an irritated manner.
"Ah, well, do we know what the cause of this was? Or was the Weasley girl acting alone?" Malfoy asked again this time sounding slightly frustrated.
"Oh, it was this book." Harry said pulling out the Diary.
"When the hell did you take that?" Andrew asked his eyebrows furrowing.
"Just before we left... didn't you see me?"
"Oh I must've been temporarily blinded by the unbelievable pain my damn arm is in!" Andrew retorted looking between the two adults.
"Subtle..." Dumbledore responded with an amused smirk. He pulled his wand out and sent a mild numbing pain at Andrew who couldn't help but sigh in relief. "Harry, if you would?" Dumbledore asked holding out his hand.
"I think... I should take this, I'll bring it to the Ministry to be tested." Malfoy said making a swing for the book but missed as Harry dodged him and handed it over to the Headmaster. The blond man sneered at the boy slightly.
"Hmm, Tom Riddle... that is a name I haven't heard in years, yes this makes sense now..."
"What are you blabbering about... sir?"
"I can confidently say this book as been cursed if this person had previously owned it." Dumbledore stated strongly.
"Oh and just who is this Tom Riddle?" Pompous Prick Senior asked dismissively.
"Voldemort."
There were many reactions; Lucius stiffened, Harry's mouth drop and Andrew whistled.
"Well... all the more reason for the Ministry-"
"I shall take it to the Department of Mystery's myself Lucius, besides, one should be careful, cursed objects are not to be played with." Dumbledore said peeking at the man over his half moon specs.
Lucius seemed to color slightly before huffing. "Well, that seems acceptable. And what are these... children doing here?" he asked motioning to the the two Potters.
"Well, we killed the bloody thing, and also banished ol' Tom from that book... I think? So it isn't really a shock that we're here, is it?" Andrew responded in a bored tone.
"Still don't treat your betters with respect do you, boy?" Lucius said in a low tone.
"I respect those who have earned it, petty men who grab random children in the streets isn't exactly what I would call 'better' than me." Andrew responded a smirk on his face.
He was about to responded but decided better of it, especially since Dumbledore had gotten too quiet for his tastes.
"Well, let's just hope that the Potter boys will always be there to save the day."
"Oh don't worry, we will be." Harry said defiance in his tone.
"Well then, good day, Headmaster, Potters."
"Good day Lucius."
"Mr Malfoy."
"Peacock."
Lucius froze and turned back to Andrew a sinister smile on his face.
"You are playing in a fire you have no business being in boy, you'd better watch yourself, your father had your problem but he eventually learned."
That caused all to freeze slightly.
"What do you know about my dad?" his voice was calm but his eyes were raging.
Lucius saw the look and smirked. "More than most."
Dumbledore cleared his throat and glared at Malfoy. "I believe you were leaving, Lucius."
Without another word the mentioned man shot Andrew one more look before turning and leaving the room closing the door with a resound thud.
"What the fuck!?"
Harry sighed. "Calm down, he was probably lying, he was just trying to get a rise out of you." Harry claimed.
"I believe your brother may be right Andrew, now as I understand it, your arm has been quite damaged, as well as your leg, why don't you two boys make your way down to Pomfrey's office, she'll likely not let either of you leave for the next two days." he said in an amused tone.
"Yeah damaged kids, that's something to chuckle about... damned crazy man..." Andrew muttered before he and Harry left the room as well.
Dumbledore couldn't help but chuckle at Andrew's mutterings, he knew they weren't malicious and were simply a defense mechanism to shield how he really felt, which is why he let him get away with most of what he said.
The silver haired man sighed and rubbed his tired face. Lucius damn Malfoy had been an obstacle he hadn't foreseen for a while. He was hoping that the two would never meet, but he knew he was being way to optimistic of that happening. He was suddenly reminded of the Prophecy he had heard nearly 28 years ago by their resident Divinations teacher; Miss Trelawney.
A curse on blood by blood
Shall run for an age unchanged
One born from darkness shall likely return
And with them an ally from blood diluted...
Dumbledore sighed again, too many variables were coming into play, Michael Granger was something he again did not see coming. But since he seemed to have gotten back to normal, his next issue was Lucius and how he would affect Andrew. He felt older than he ever had and decided a nice bottle of brandy would be appreciated.
0-oo-0-oo-0-oo-0
Just as Dumbledore had predicted the school nurse held the boys captive after checking them over. Harry was denied to leave until she was sure his vitals would be stable and Andrew, well he had a shattered Humerus, five cracked ribs, a fractured hip and a concussion... fun.
Both boys were denied to leave although Harry could leave tomorrow but Andrew had to stay the rest of the week at least. He was not happy about that. Andrew turned his head and saw Su Li lying in the bed next to his; still petrified and turned to Madam Pomfrey. "Do you know when they'll be unfrozen?"
"Yes, Professor Snape is currently letting the potions cool down, they should be ready tomorrow afternoon." she responded with a small smile on her face.
Sighing contently Andrew turned to his to the left and saw Harry. "How you holding up?" he asked hoarsely.
"As expected... you?"
"Bloody exhausted."
The boys chuckled to themselves before a small silence enveloped them.
"Last night was crazy." Harry finally said.
"We didn't get to do our prank war this time around."
"Well, seeing as how a portion of the student body was frozen I don't think they'd mind if we postponed it to next year." Harry said with a chuckle.
Soon after both boys passed out from exhaustion.
0-oo-0-oo-0-oo-0
Andrew jerked awake and looked around feeling extremely out of place.
"Where am I?" he muttered groggily.
"Andrew!" he turned his head and saw his brother, Hermione, Ron and Tonks all standing by his bed.
"The hell...? Tonks? Aren't you only supposed to be woken up tomorrow? How long have I been out?"
"Honestly? Two days..." Hermione responded with a small grimace.
Groaning slightly, Andrew pulled himself into a sitting position before stretching slightly and regretting it instantly. Right he had cracked a few ribs and... wait wasn't his arm broken... why wasn't it at least numb? It just felt... heavy. He turned to Harry. "How are you feeling?"
"Better, you?"
"Alive." Andrew replied with a sigh.
The Medi-witch seemed to appear out of nowhere and turned to all the people present near Andrew. She gave them a stern look before summoning a few potions from a table, she handed them over to Andrew to drink.
"Good God! What is this made of?! Essence of skunk arse?!" he exclaimed as he got a whiff of the potion she made him drink.
Pomfrey didn't look too amused by what Andrew had said. "Skele-grow. You need to take this as we've vanished the bones in your arm, they need to grow back."
"Wait what?!" Andrew asked before he pulled his arm out of his sling and watched as his limb slumped over. He couldn't help it; it felt and looked way too weird not to laugh at.
He was soon joined by his friends sans Hermione who looked on in horror.
This was how the next couple days went on. Harry and the others would come by and visit Andrew while he was in the Hospital wing.
One evening Tonks walked into the room and greeted Andrew happily. "Wotcher, slumpy!" she had taken to calling him that until his bones were fully fixed.
"Hey Tonks, what can I help you with?" The boy asked with a smile.
Tonks was silent for a moment and her hair turned from a vibrant yellow to a warm orange hue.
"You know being petrified... it's torture." She started suddenly catching the boy off guard. "I can't speak for the others, but for me? I- I thought I would lose my damn mind. You're aware of everything, but you just can't... move. I had an itch on my nose that almost made me cry..." the Metamorph said with a small chuckle.
"I was sure we'd be stuck like that forever, but then, you came over and spoke to us... and you said how you'd kill the thing that had done that to us... And you kept your promise. So thank you, seriously Andrew." the girl said, surprising Andrew further by giving him a hug before turning to leave she stopped a little bit away and turned to him with a smile on her face. "Looks like I owe you and Harry one, hey?"
Soon after that meeting Andrew had been released, first thing on his list was a long, hot shower; he could still feel the grime from the chamber on his skin. He had run into Harry who gave him a brotherly hug. When Andrew asked him whether Tonks had thanked him for fighting the basilisk Harry's face turned beat red. When prompted he revealed that the sixth year girl had given him a kiss on the cheek as a thanks.
Yeah, he would be teased for that quite a bit... Andrew thought to himself.
Later that day the two brothers found themselves sitting out by the lake, each lost in their own world.
"I was thinking..." Andrew started.
"How did he read our thoughts?" Harry said ending his brothers statement.
"Right? How do you figure? Legillimency?"
"No, he wasn't looking at either of us, hell his back was to us..." Harry said his brows furrowed slightly.
"True... well, this makes little to no sense..."
"Sup boys?!" they heard from behind them, turning they saw Tonks walking to them with a smile on her face.
"Hey Tonks." they greeted.
"Shouldn't you be studying for your upcoming exams?" Harry asked with a raised brow.
"Shouldn't you?" she retorted.
"I did my quota for today." Harry replied with a grin. She rolled her eyes slightly before turning to Andrew who gave her a blank look. "Perfect recall." he said blandly.
"I hate you both." the girl said as she joined them next to the Black Lake. "You know, this year has been..."
"A massive pain?" the two boys asked simultaneously.
"Well, yes but... it's been an eye opening experience." the sixth year said in a resigned manner. "Up until now, I had no clue what I wanted to do after school. I had ideas, but no solid plans, well, not until these past two years anyway. In all my years at this school, these past two have been the most frightening but... much needed experiences of my life. So I've decided; I'm going to be an Auror."
The two boys turned to her. "What's an Auror?" Andrew asked for both of them.
"It's like the wizarding world's version of Bobbies." she responded with a nod.
"Oh, that's cool!" Harry said happy for the girl.
"It should be. But I've heard the entrance exams aren't easy, and neither are the first year trials." she said with a small huff.
"If anyone can do it. It's you." Harry said with a warm smile.
"Well after these two years, I'd better." she responded with a smile.
"Well, you've kinda been in the back with this year, but next year should anything happen, you'll be right there with us!" Andrew said with a small laugh.
"You bastard." Harry said. "You've basically ensured that something should happen."
"I'm just hoping it's something like... a horde of... puppies try and infect the school or something." Andrew responded with a small laugh.
They all shared a small chuckle before turning back to the lake.
"So, after these exams we're off for the holidays..." Harry said.
"Yeah, is it just me? Or did this year feel... shorter than last year?" Andrew asked with furrowed brows.
The other two didn't respond and simply nodded slightly. They sat there under the tree watching the lake for nearly thirty minutes before deciding to call it a night and head back inside.
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Out in the middle of an ocean, hidden away with multiple layered wards and surrounded by the thickest fog known to man; sat an island. On this seemingly ordinary piece of land rested a building; a building known to house most if not all of the most dangerous individuals from the wizarding community.
Azkaban Prison was a place every magical person in Britain feared nearly as much as Voldemort. Azkaban was filled with the most vile and disgusting people from the community from Terrorists to serial murders, Azkaban prison held them all.
The guards of this prison; the Dementors are said to be the most ruthless creatures to have ever roamed the earth. Able to feed on the happiness of everything around them, leaving nothing but your absolute worst memories and feelings.
No one had ever escaped Azkaban prison and for good reason, if they had been caught they would have to endure a punishment even worse than death. The dementor's kiss, but that's a tale for another day.
One man sat in his cell in Azkaban prison, unable to forget the absolute worst moment of his life. When he had found the body of his best friend and his wife following an attack from Voldemort. He lay in his cell unable to forget his stupidity when he had chased down the one responsible for giving the location of his friends. Sirius Black sat in his cell, as he had been the past 12 years remembering nothing but his stupid mistakes, but he had found peace in knowing that his Godsons were safe in Hogwarts and that they would be heading to their third year soon. With that thought Sirius's form shifted, and he shrunk and in a small amount of time where a man sat now lay a dog with shaggy and dirty black hair. Giving a small shiver of relief as the dementor's effects lessened on his mind Sirius gave a small huff before closing his eyes to sleep.
Hello Everyone! Finally Book 2 Complete!
Again I'll repeat what I said in my previous chapter.
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