Hello, my lovelies! Just came back from vacation in Tennessee.. I hate spelling that! Rode down on my bike so... no laptop, and no suitable seat... who makes a backwards seat, except Harley Davidson? Oh, well. I get my real name from their company. Just, the french spelling... I'm not even French! I'm half German, a fourth Italian and a fourth Native American! I look more German though... Oh well!

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exaigon: Nope. He died the year before they're expected to show up but he does find out who they are in this chapter. It helps when you've been taken care of by paranoid hollows and shingami.

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Love, Keta.

Chapter 7: Why the Caged Bird Sings

Far Away,

Long ago

Glowing dim as an ember

Things my heart used to know

Things it yearns to remember

And a song someone sings

Once upon a December

(Once Upon a December by Liz Callaway)

Harriel's POV

I wilt onto the bed, tears flowing freely from my eyes. I stare blankly at a grimy wall, not daring to look out of the tiny barred window for fear that my instincts will take over and make me jump out of the window. Even if I manage to get away from this hellhole, I'll never make it home. I can't open gargantas.

I never knew how.

Without Fawkes, I know I don't stand a chance. He's independent just like my other brother, Muramasa, Keta's zanpactou and their blood mother, Rosiel Murcielago, U'ra's zanpactou. So I doubt he was even with me when I was taken.

If he was, I'd tell him to find Tom... if he's still alive.

Sirius's POV

I nod at Remus, and we sneak up the stairs, what happened sitting uncomfortably in our stomachs. Harry's frightened face lingers in my mind, setting it unto turmoil.

With a sigh, I open the door softly to find him curled up into a little ball fast asleep. A white earring gleams in the darkness, almost blending in with the billowing white cloak. His trousers are white too, but his sneakers are black. His only colors being the pale peach of his skin and the green of his eyes and accents on his cloak.

Remus and I kneel next to him, and he gently shakes the boy awake. With a tiny yawn, he opens his eyes and is immediately put on edge. "Who are you?"

"I'm Sirius Black, your godfather."

"And I'm Remus Lupin. We were friends with your parents."

"What?"

He looks straight into our eyes and I feel a probing at my mind. 'When did he learn Legilimency?'

"Alright," he whispers, "I believe you. Now, why was I kidnapped?"

Mooney and I wince at the word. "You're supposed to help us defeat Voldemort."

"No."

"But..."

"No!" he interrupts. "I won't do anything against Tom. Even if I have to betray my family."

"But he killed Ginny!"

"The basilisk killed her. Sally wouldn't have though if Ginny wasn't invading her home. Sally was just protecting herself, even if that meant killing me."

Finally, I understand. At least a little bit. "I understand," I murmur. "And we'll get you out of here. We promise."

Down the steps, we race, stopping just in front of Severus Snape. "Snivellus, do you know how to get in touch with Voldemort?"

He wrinkles his nose at the insulting name and sighs. "Don't worry. Tom has a plan."