Chapter 15

The Attack

The man continued to stare down at Harry. Harry looked into the man's cold, dark eyes. It was as if he was reading the man's feelings.

Death Eater. Supporter of Lord Voldemort. Spy.

Harry knew that there was more to this man. If he was helping the hideous man in the alley, he wouldn't help him. He would take him back to the alley to be killed. Like his parents.

Harry needed this man to find Sirius. He wanted to ask why he never told him about his parents. He wanted to ask how he could deal with their death. But maybe Sirius never got over it. Maybe his parents was something he couldn't talk about, because they were his best friends.

Then Sirius would be the one to go into the alley to help Rachel. Harry stared through the man once again, trying to see pass all the darkness within.

Misunderstood. Helpful. Strong. Talented.

Harry jumped to his feet, startling the man. Harry moved closer to the man, but not so close that the man could touch him.

"Please," he said. "You have to help me. I'm lost and I need to find my godfather. Rachel's hurt."

Harry stared at the man, his expression unreadable. Harry didn't have time to waste. The longer he was without Sirius, the longer Rachel was hurt.

Harry decided that the man couldn't help him, so he turned to leave. That's when the man first spoke.

"You are in danger." he said quietly.

Harry turned around.

"What?"

"The Dark Lord will find you and hunt you down."

"The 'Dark Lord'? You mean Vol. . .de. . .mort?"

The man did something that Harry didn't understand why. He winced at the name 'Voldemort'. Was he afraid of him.

"Do not say the Dark Lord's name." he said quietly.

"Huh? Why no. . .never mind. You have to help me. Please."

The man studied Harry for a minute. He saw how much he needed his godfather. The man nodded. Harry looked thrilled.

"Thank you, Mister. . .Mister. . .Mister what?"

"Snape."

"Thank you, Mister Snape. I'm Harry."

Harry held on to Snape's hand as Snape led him down the deserted street, but not back towards the store where Sirius was last seen.

"Where are we going?" asked Harry.

"How 'bout a bite to eat. I bet you're hungry."

"Yes."

"I'll take you to get something to eat. Then I'll call Black."

Harry didn't ask how Snape knew his godfather's last name. He just continued to follow Snape.

"I think he came over here." said a female's voice.

Sirius had been fighting his cousin Bellatrix Lestrange when quite a number off Death Eaters turned up. He had been forced to run away and hide.

Sirius knew how to fight, in the muggle way and the wizarding way. He knew when he was out numbered.

He was hiding behind several garbage cans by the store they had just shopped at. Sirius had already sustained several injuries and he didn't know how much he more damage he could take.

Sirius needed to get to Harry and Rachel and take them home. He already had suffered enough damage. The Aurors at the Ministry of Magic can take care of the rest.

Sirius suddenly heard footsteps approaching. He knew that he had no where to run. He knew it was all over. Or maybe they would see that no one was in the area and leave.

Sirius knew that that was less likely when he heard his cousin say, "Check behind those garbage cans."

Sirius began to crawl from behind the garbage can, when a blast was issued. It was so powerful that it not only blasted the garbage can, it hit Sirius, who's wand flew out of his hands, and slammed hard into the wall.

Bellatrix Lestrange came into Sirius blurred vision, along with a number of other Death Eaters.

"There you are." said Bellatrix. "Are you ready for pain?"

Sirius knew that he'd never be able to get up in time. He was in too much pain to even breath properly.

Bellatrix raised her wand and pointed it at Sirius.

"This is for the Dark Lord and for being a traitor." she took a deep breath. "Crucio!"

Sirius suddenly felt like he was being stabbed by hundreds of knives. Sirius laid on the ground screaming in agony and twitching. He had only had a few minutes of pain before he blacked out.

Before he completely went out he heard a voice. A voice that he had not heard in years. A voice that he had been waiting to hear. A voice that yelled, "STUPEFY!"

Another chapter done. I don't know how it sounds. I was half asleep when I wrote this. Would you like to take a guess of who's voice that was? Please read and review.