--Don't own don't sue thanks!
--featuring my good friend Sara Fade!
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Escape
It was time.
Lucius placed his arm inside the hole in the cell wall, and fumbled for Wormtail's wand. Slipping it up his sleeve and out of sight, he moved over to his cell door.
"Fenrir?" He muttered over his breath in a barely audible whisper. Greyback had the hearing of a wolf, and could detect even the slightest sound.
A groan emanated from the cell next to him and a sound of moving chains as the werewolf struggled to reach his own door. He had heard.
"Listen…I have a wand."
"Wha'!" Greyback struggled to say through the iron mask. "How di' you ge' tha'!"
"Shhh!" Lucius hissed.
Fenrir's eyes darted to the desk down the corridor. An auror was flitting around it, jangling keys and busying himself with paperwork. He hadn't heard them.
"I need you to distract him…pretend to transform, you're in pain…anything! Keep his eyes on you until I can get a good aim on him! " Lucius snapped. "Now!"
Fenrir struggled with the chains round his ankles and stood up. With all his power he lunged himself at his cell door, slamming his metal muzzle against the cell with a loud CLANG. Then he charged to the other side of the cell and roared at the top of his lungs before slamming against the bars again.
The Auror heard the fierce howl and dropped his cup of tea in shock, spilling it all over his papers. He gazed fearfully toward the werewolf's cell, then checked his watch. Fenrir was snarling and growling and saying muffled curses that Lucius wouldn't dare utter.
The jailor tentatively walked down the corridor. Lucius stepped back from his cell door. The auror hadn't seen him, and was focusing all his attention on the beast.
"Greyback?" He looked horrified. Fenrir fell to his knees, fighting against his straight jacket and howling and screaming in pain. He looked like he was transforming.
The guard hadn't noticed a wand point at him from the cell next door.
"Imperio." Lucius whispered softly with a smile.
The man never knew what hit him. A wave of euphoria and freedom filled his body, and his eyes glazed over. Fenrir's screams turned to victorious laughs.
"Open the cells." Malfoy said softly. The Auror fumbled for his keys, then immediately unlocked Lucius' door. Lucius could feel the Auror fighting the spell but he was not as strong as Malfoy...and Lucius was very strong when he needed to be.
Lucius stepped out casually from his cell, and aimed his wand at the corridor beyond, in case any other Aurors should appear. The man obediently opened Fenrir's cell and stepped back awaiting his next orders. Lucius was still checking to make sure nobody was coming. Some other prisoners had heard and were leaning against their cell doors, begging to be set free. Malfoy angrily pointed his wand at each one and silenced them all with a stunning spell. He could not risk them calling out. They would be heard.
"Luthius!" Fenrir spat through his muzzle, and snapped Lucius attention back to him.
"Get th'ss bloo'y thin' othh!"
"What?"
"Ta'e it oth! Ta'e it oth!!!"
"Oh." Lucius grabbed the keys from the cursed auror and ran to Greyback's side. He pulled the man's head forward and observed the hinges. A huge padlock was clamped to the back. A few minutes of struggling with a rusty key, and the padlock creaked open. Lucius lifted Greyback's head up and the werewolf groaned painfully as the heavy iron mask was lifted from his face.
He took some deep breaths and opened his mouth wide, enjoying the freedom of moving his jaws once more. The corners of his mouth bled a little from the strain of the thing, and he spat out some blood and licked his lips with a grimace. Lucius discarded the iron muzzle and was untying the straightjacket that bound Fenrir's arms.
"You know…I had the pleasure of wearing one of these for a while." He smiled weakly. Fenrir did not. He clicked his jaw and winced from the pain and stiffness his body was suffering.
The jacket was released and fenrir threw it off, whilst Lucius freed the shackles holding the man's feet to the far wall.
"Thank you!" Grayback grunted. He wasn't one to apologise…but these were desperate circumstances.
Malfoy ignored him, as soon as Fenrir was released he was out of the cell, heading toward the dead end of the corridor.
"Where are you going? The exit's this way!" Greyback snarled angrily.
Malfoy opened the dark room and a beam of light struck a figure at the back. Rodolphus was lying on his side, pale as death. He slowly raised his hand to the dim light, shielding his eyes.
"Can you walk?" Malfoy asked coldly.
"I'll bloody walk out of here!" Rodolphus coughed. Malfoy heaved him up, offering his shoulder for support. "Where's Rabastan and Dolohov?" Rodolphus gulped, still half blind from spending so long in the dark room.
"They aren't coming with us." Malfoy half helped, half dragged the deatheater to Fenrir, who helped the weakened man to walk. Malfoy took the lead…being the only one with a wand. He grabbed the auror by the scruff of the neck. "Where's the quickest way out?" He asked.
"Head for cell block D, five floors up." The auror sang with a smile.
"Take us there!" Malfoy yelled.
"WAIT!" A cell Lucius had presumed to be empty, turned out to have an inmate. An arm flew out between the bars and grabbed his arm as he passed. He turned to see a dark haired girl glaring at him. Her eerie black eyes glowed in the darkness…and an educated man such as he would have recognised a vampire a mile away.
"I have no interest in freeing the undead!" He sneered and tried to pull away but she held him fast.
"Not even Vampires with extensive knowledge of this facility?" She smiled, showing rows of pointed teeth not dissimilar to Fenrir's. Rodolphus and Fenrir stopped and stared at her and Malfoy.
"Malfoy lets go!" Rodolphus sneered. "We don't need the help from her kind!"
"Excuse me…her kind and mine are closely related!" The werewolf glared at the injured man on his shoulder. Rodolphus smiled weakly in apology.
Malfoy shushed them and frowned at the Vampire. "Extensive you say?"
The girl nodded smugly. "After one hundred years in this place…you get to know it…Cell block D…the place you seem so desperate to get to, is indeed the quickest way out…"She looked them up and down with a smirk. "…if you're a guard."
"I'm listening."
"Free me and I'll get you all out of here…alive." She smiled.
"Why should we trust a vampire?" Rodolphus snarled.
"Because if you do not…in a few minutes…Malfoy here will be tossed back into his cell…Greyback…you will be chained by the throat to a wall, and you Lestrange…you will be thrown back into the dark!" Her tongue flickered across her teeth teasingly.
Lucius didn't hesitate. He threw her the keys in complete trust and within seconds she had opened it. The woman floated out of her cell as gracefully as a ghost. "The name's Fade…Sara Fade."
They locked up the auror and took off down the corridor.
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Sara led the three men silently to the lower levels, keeping Lucius nearby in case anyone crossed their paths. Luckily Malfoy managed to place a temporary disillusionment charm on them, so at a glance they were camouflaged.
"Why are we going down? The exits are up!" Malfoy hissed angrily at Sara.
"I lived temporarily on every level of this facility…starting with 'A' for the least dangerous criminals and ending with 'H'…high security, these levels are auror quarters and kitchens, maintenance and then the last level…the sewers…this was once a muggle prison, adapted and reformed for wizard use…the sewers were abandoned long ago, abandoned and practically forgotten. A mile of stone walled tunnels…to the sea."
They had gone so deep into the labyrinthine corridors, the disillusionment charm was no longer necessary. These corridors didn't look like they had been used in centuries. Sara pushed through an old door, and a foul stench greeted them. Stone steps led to what looked like an empty pit, with the entrance to the very same tunnel she described. They were in the old sewer system.
"How do you know so much about the lower levels!" Fenrir scoffed.
"It was how I escaped the first time I was here." She said slyly, stepping into the tunnel and motioning for them to follow. "The hard part is getting out of your cell!"
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The salty sea air filled their lungs as they burst out of the tunnel onto the rocky Cliffside of Azkaban island. Now they were beyond the walls…Lucius had the power to apparate.
"I can only take one at a time!" Lucius roared above the waves. He looked at Sara, Fenrir and Rodolphus. The latter was desperately weak and could barely stand.
"I don't trust you!" Sara shouted, "How do we know you'll come back?"
Malfoy grabbed Rodolphus roughly. "If I was thinking only of myself would I have set you free?!" he glared at Fenrir, who gave him a weak smile and let go of Rodolphus.
"Don't be late!" Fenrir smiled weakly, as Malfoy and Rodolphus dissapparated in a whirl of smoke.
"What if he doesn't come back for us?" Sara cried above the crashing sound of the sea.
"Then we swim!" Fenrir laughed. The girl looked at the freezing cold water with an unimpressed glare…then back at the laughing werewolf…she couldn't help but laugh with him.
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Malfoy transported all three to shore. Rodolphus had finally given in to the darkness and passed out on the sand. Sara tended to him as Greyback and Lucius made plans.
"We should take him to headquarters!" Malfoy said to Fenrir.
Greyback's face frowned, and he pursed his lips in silent torment.
"What is it? What's wrong?" Lucius asked.
"There is no headquarters for you Malfoy!" He confessed. "The Dark Lord wants your head…he wants it so badly he sent your only son on a suicide mission…if you go back…he will kill you both...or worse…force you to kill Draco to prove loyalty."
Lucius went silent and stepped back uncomfortably. Fenrir looked grave. "Run Lucius…hide…and don't ever come back!"
The blonde deatheater looked as though he had been struck in the face. He took one last painful look at his old friend…and fled.
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