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Okay, this chapter isn't as long as the previous, but I got to a certain point and I thought it would be a nice cliffhanger. Sorry! But at least you got an update early, right? Oh, and thank you for all the reviews so far!
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The Bond
Chapter 8 - Facing the Darkness Part Two
Fortunately for Sirius, Dumbledore proved the plan, and though he did have doubts about it, he thought it was a rather good contingency plan. Also it meant that the dangers of spying were lifted considerably. Though if Sirius was caught they would not be able to do anything about it. Dumbledore tried to make this point clear, but Sirius was adamant. He would not back down. His loyalty to his friends and his Godson was far more important to him then his own life.
He would not betray them, whether he was faced with an eternity of pain as Voldemort's prisoner or the final release of death.
Once Dumbledore had approved the plan, the two Aurors left Hogwarts, without dropping in to say hi to Harry, as Sirius was anxious to get his mission underway. Before they had left they had visited Professor Slughorn, asking to have a Polyjuice Potion, a supply of it that would last art least six months.
The large Professor did not have six months supply but he had enough that would last Sirius a month. James promised to get him some more so that if his mission went over the month mark, Sirius would be fine for the potion. It wouldn't do to have Sirius caught because he didn't have enough Polyjuice.
Of course, there was the risk of Voldemort not even believing in the disguise and simply killing him on the spot. Somehow, Sirius knew he would have to be a pretty god-damn good actor if he was going to fool someone as powerful as Tom Marvolo Riddle.
They arrived back at Remus' house. He wasn't even there.
"I wonder where old furry boy has got to." Sirius remarked.
"Padfoot, you know Moony hates that name!"
Sirius shrugged, seeming to un care. "He shouldn't provoke me!"
James stiffled a laugh, struggling to stop himself from snorting out loud. "You don't need any provoking! You do it anyway!"
"And so do you, Prongs, so do you."
James scowled but his face broke into a smile. He loved this type of conversation. It helped him see the bond that was etched between them. They had been friends at first and then brothers. This banter only deepened their friendship that continued to grow between them.
I'm going to miss him. thought James. Why do I get a feeling that I'm not going to see Padfoot again?
And James could not shake of the abdominal feeling inside him. Somehow he thought he was about to lose his best friend, his brother.
And the Bond will break…
Sirius was ready. He held a pack over his shoulder, his wand tucked safely in his front pocket. The Polyjuice Potion held in one hand, as he looked at the steaming, green colour that dominated the flask. He held it up to his mouth, and smelt the liquid. A horrid stench made its way up his nose. He made a face.
"Bottoms up!" Sirius said, and then drank the whole cup, his face going a pale colour as the abominable potion slipped into his stomach, churning his insides in protest.
James grinned, watching his friend's face. He turned away as the transformation begin. He looked at the tall flasks of Polyjuice Potion. If he took four sips every two hours the flasks would last him about a month. James only hoped that his calculations had been right.
"You can look now." Sirius muttered, and James turned around.
Sirius stood, looking different, but beneath the look of Regulus, James could see his friend. The brothers had the same nose, eyes, high cheekbones, though Regulus' were filled out more. Sirius hair, once shiny and shoulder-length, was messy, but cut to the back of his head.
"Well?" Sirius asked dubiously.
James grinned. "You look fine! I think there's just one thing that you should do."
"What?"
James raised his wand, muttered a spell, and pointed at Sirius' face and hair. He felt his face changing. When the spell finished, James passed his friend a mirror, and let Sirius see the changes he had made.
"You've turned me…old!" Sirius exclaimed.
"But it's effective isn't it?" James remarked. "Without that change I think they would suspect something. Regulus must age in the amount of time. And if he's been in hiding he has to have the start of wrinkles and grey hair!"
Sirius pulled a face. "I suppose, but how am I going to keep this look up? Surely the spell will wear off when I have to take the Juice again?"
"Ah, that's only when you don't take it before the hours are up. About a minute before you're due to change back, take the potion. The spell should last."
"I hope your right." Sirius muttered. "I don't want to be standing there and I suddenly turn from older Regulus to young Regulus. Then they would suspect something."
Once Sirius was gone, James was left alone in the room, head in his hands. Somehow he knew things would go wrong for Sirius. He felt that he would never see his best friend again.
If I never get a chance to say goodbye, I'll never forgive myself…
Sirius crept slowly through the under bushes, keeping himself alert for anyone that may be on the lookout for intruders. He held his wand in his hand, just in case. The robes of a Death Eater fitted perfectly on his frame, of which with the aid of Dumbledore's transfiguration skills had helped them turn normal clothes into the feared black clothing of Voldemort's supporters.
The Riddle House had lights on at the centre of the house. Looking left and right, Sirius took his chance and strolled out and up the path to the house. Almost immediately he was set upon by Death Eaters, who apparated right out in front of him. Keeping his calm he stood straight looking at every enemy in his sight, but he did not attack.
Let's see if my disguise works.
Bellatrix Lestrange stepped forward, a curious expression etched onto her face. She held her wand, pointing right at Sirius' heart. The other Death Eater's trained their wands on him.
Bellatrix snarled at him. "How dare you come here dressed in the robes of my loyal master!"
Sirius swallowed, but he stood firm. He put on the best voice he could muster for Regulus. It was weak - his brother had been weak - and spoke with a wheezing sound as if he hadn't spoken to civilised people in years.
"I…am Regulus Black. I have returned…to my lord."
Bellatrix' eyes narrowed. "It will be our lord who decides whether you are trustworthy." She spat.
She raised her wand, and two Death Eaters came forward, grasped Sirius by the arms and hauled him up the path into the Riddle House.
Bellatrix came behind. Sirius was led up the stairs into a small room, that held Voldemort staring out at the window, garbed in black clothing. He turned away from the window, his red eyes gleaming and settling on Sirius.
Suddenly he felt afraid. Why did he think that Voldemort could see through his disguise? Somehow he wouldn't put it past him if he knew.
"You're supposed to be dead!" Voldemort screeched, his hoarse voice echoing throughout the room.
Sirius stood his ground. "I survived. I transfigured myself into a small animal, leaving scant evidence that I had been killed. I know I did wrong, but I wish to remedy that, if you will give me the chance to prove myself."
Voldemort's red eyes gleamed hatred. "Why should I trust a traitor? Especially one from the despicable Black family? Who have betrayed me by siding with Potter?"
"I presume you are talking about my brother, Sirius? He's just a traitorous scum who cannot see that you, my lord, are the rightful ruler of this world. You should be worshipped by thousands." It hated Sirius to say this but he had to make the Dark Lord trust him.
Sirius swallowed, waiting for Voldemort to answer.
Finally he spoke.
"I have decided that you shall be given a test run to prove your…loyalty to me. If you fail I will know that you are an imposter. If you succeed you will commended, welcomed back into my service!"
"I will do anything my lord." Sirius bowed. "What will you have me do?"
Voldemort smiled, evilly. "I want you to capture James Potter."
Sirius stood stunned, but he forced himself to reply. "It will be done, my lord." He bowed, and then he was escorted out and away from the Riddle House.
Bellatrix was ordered to accompany him to analyse him to make sure he would not foul up. As they apparated away, Sirius had one thought in mind.
What am I going to do?
TBC
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