Chapter 7

By IJustWannbeMe and TonksLupin

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Dumbledore shot his head up from a pile of scrolls scattered along his desk. "Mr. Pettigrew? Shouldn't you be in your common room?"

Peter gasped for breathe and leaned against the door for support. "Professor!-gasp- Remus, he's in the school!- gasp - full moon – gasp – Fenrir Greyback's in the school too!" Dumbledore ran to Peter's side and grasped Peter's shoulders calmly, but his mind was racing.

"Do you know where they are, Peter?" He asked urgently. Peter nodded taking another deep breath.

"Downstairs on the fifth floor."

Dumbledore nodded," Peter I'm glad you told me. I want you to stay in here until I say it's okay to come out, you understand?"

Peter shook his head," I want to come, please."

"No Peter, this is too dangerous-"

"Please Professor; I might be able to help." Peter protested.

"Peter no, listen to me and stay in here until I say it's safe." Dumbledore pierced the young Marauder with delicate but stern blue orbs.

Peter sighed, "Fine," And at that the head master patted the boy on the shoulder and ran out of the office.

Sirius looked into the giant wolfs deep golden eyes, "A brave Gryffindor." Fenrir's paw trapped Sirius' leg.

"Goodnight love." Greyback growled in a raspy voice about to take a good chomp out of Sirius' neck, but before the werewolf got that chance Sirius threw a wild non-hesitant punch at the beast's nose. The Werewolf howled in pain holding his delicate nose with one paw, the other still clutched on the boy's ankle. Then Sirius laughed as he saw the blood oozing between the werewolf's short, stubby, and furry fingers. The werewolf starred back, clearly not as amused as Sirius, "You know what? I'm not going to bite you, I'm gonna kill you!" fear slightly covered some of his dangerous and brave eyes.

"Do what you want! Not like you can do much more!" Sirius yelled at the beast, but it merely amused it.

"Pleasant Pain!" Sirius closed his eyes knowing this was it, he'd be killed trying to help his friends. But there was a blast of cold air and the paw whipped from his leg. There was a howl of pain and Sirius opened his eyes wide at the sight. There was the werewolf holding its side with its eyes shut tight and to their left was a gift from heaven. Albus Dumbledore stood tall with his wand pointed straight at the werewolf, fierce and angry eyes traced the beast's movements.

"Sirius run!" Dumbledore yelled as he fired a blinding silver spell from his wand. Sirius tried standing up but forgot about his injured leg that the lycan had stood on and dug its nails in. Sirius made a whimper of pain and tried again, this time he kept off his leg and supported himself against a stonewall near by. "Where's Remus?" The headmaster questioned with rage as more spells fired from his wand, this time one of them bound Fenrir.

"In that room," He pointed in the direction where the room with James and Remus were, but when he looked the door was gone. "The door disappeared!" The young wizard limped over to where the door had once been and banged against it. "Prongs! Moony! Are you in there?"

"Padfoot!" came a bark. Sirius could hear scratching at the other side of the wall. Soon the wall had formed a large door. When the door opened a giant dark brown animal emerged out of it and stopped in the middle of the hall to take in all the scents. It's head turned to Sirius and it gave him a drooling snarl. Its golden eyes stabbing him with invisible daggers," You ain't Padfoot." The lycan immediately charged after him monstrous claws at the ready. Moony pounced and Sirius threw himself feet out of the way. The werewolf whimpered as it hit its head against the solid stone wall.

'Damn it! Where's my wand.' Sirius thought as he tried to limp away from the beast as fast as his legs could carry him. A blast of yellow and pink light missed Sirius' head by inches. The boy looked up and Dumbledore's wand was pointed right at him, or was it him. Sirius turned and saw the dark brown wolf was only a yard away. It ducked when the spell came at it. A howl of anger escaped Moony's lips, apparently not happy that spells were being shot at him. He immediately bolted passed Black and headed straight for Dumbledore. "Professor!" Sirius yelled.

Another spell was shot at the werewolf, "Go back to your dorm, Sirius!" Dumbledore yelled. Sirius shook his head quickly and turned to the room of requirement. Sirius clambered inside and found a stag on the ground with his shoulder soaked in blood.

"James!" Sirius ran to his side and looked at his friend's face, but they were closed. "James, don't die on me, man! Please," Padfoot cried, but the stag did nothing, it just lay there, as if a hunter had just shot him and got him stuffed to hang on their wall. Tears had emerged from Sirius' eyes as he looked at his friend who was possibly dead, gone forever. A yell and a load thud came from the hallway.

Sirius ran out of the room and saw his head master on the floor feet away from the wolf, and then a blast of silver came from the right of the hallway. He snapped his head in the direction from which the spell came from; there was Peter, wand at the ready. "Wormtail!" Sirius yelled with delight. Peter gave him a small nod and they shot their gaze at Moony. The wolf swiped Dumbledore's face and then darted off for Peter. The small boy was shaking with fright and his watery blue eyes became wide and overloaded with shock. He couldn't even think of any spell and now his life depended on it.