Looking down at Lupin, Harry could only feel anger, at this man for all the anguish he had caused Sirius. He didn't say anything. As he went to sit with Ginny, Hermoine, and Ron, ther all glared at him, as if he had brought in Lupin. Oh yeah he had.
"Why are you here, in our Headquarters, you aren't welcome." Lupin said with no emotion in his voice.
"I am here, welcome, or not, because we, Harry and I need to be a part of whatever it is the Order is up to these days." retorted Sirius angrily.
"Yeah, I'm the chosen one, I want to help take down Voldemort.", Harry spoke up, glaring Lupin down. Watching in annoinace as they all flinched at the name, all but Sirius.
"What help could you, an old man and a 13 year old boy, both wanted criminals do for the Order, when we have aurors, and celebrated spell casters on are side. Working for us this minute." Lupin sneered at the two of them.
"Well I wouldn't know what we can do, you won't tell us what you need done!" Sirius bit back, his anger building.
"Fine, you want to prove yourself to the Order, I'll tell you what you can do. Rescue Dumbledore, he's in Azkaban, being questioned for information, by Voldemort himself".
With that, Sirius and Harry left, leaving a pile of wands where they had been, a loud crack going around the room.
1 Month Later:
"Alright Harry you ready?" Sirius didn't wait for an answer, but plowed on in his frantic worry that everthing was going to work. "Do you have your cloak, and wand, spells on your tounge", when Harry nodded Sirius showed every sign of carrying on, Harry spoke up, "Lets go add in the hairs." and Sirius turned paler than he already was, perhaps worrying if the potion had been breweed correctly or not.
Harry waved his wand and they were dressed in large Death Eater robes. They looked very odd in the DE large robes, wands in hand, and everything grim on their faces.
The grim pair move into a nearby room, not talking on the way. They opened a door at the end at the end of the long hallway. It opened into a wide room, dark pain on the walls, cast the room in a dark light, giving it an eriee feel. On a table at the end, their was a potion bubbling, although there was no fire beneath it. As the two approached it, they pulles small thin tubes from their inside robe pockets. Inside it, there appeared to be nothing, although upon a closer examination, there was a single long hair in each.
The two walked up to the potion and poured the entire potion into two glassed, Harry had canjured. Holding them in their hands, they pulled the quork out of the vile of hair. Sirius took a quick look at Harry's face, and saw the grim determination on his face as he looked at Sirius. Sirius sighed and added in his hair. Looking glum as his potion turned a sickly green.
"Ready then Padfoot?" Harry asked as he added in the hair. His potion hissed and turned a bright orange.
"Yes" the reply was terse, full of nervousness at what lay in front of them, at the task before them.
"Bottoms up then Padfoot my friend.".
Harry and Sirius, in unison, gulped down their seperate potions. Harry looked like he was going to barf, and Sirius was sweating, his hands on the glass clammy.
As Harry doubled over, with a pain in his stomach. He sunk to his knees, holding his stomach with a passion. Harrys face began to morph, moving in ways no face should.
Next to him, Sirius was holding onto the table to hold him up, face on the table surface. He was groaning as his face began to morph, out and becoming shorter, in a more rectangular shape.
Harry was L. Malfoy, and Sirius was Rookwood. They both, together apperated to the outskirts of Azkaban the Wizarding prison, it had recently fallen into the grasps of Lord Voldemort and his followers. This was where the Order believed Albus Dumbledore to be held.
"Malfoy, Agustus," A masked death eater greeted the two of them, as they approached the gate. "Here on buissness, I suppose" when they nodded in agreement, they were waved past with no further questions.
As they walked quickly through the rows of cells, they scanned them, hoping to come acrose Dumbledore, and take their leave. They had passed many cells with moaning, bloodied prisoners, none they reconized, before they found one containing Albus Dumbledore.
He was sitting at a chair, facing the wall, sitting up straight backed. He did not make a sound as they opened the lock, using magic, as they had no key. To Harry's surprise, there was no Dementors hanging around. When they approached Dumbledore, he ignored them. Sirius peered at his face, only to find it pale, empty, and its' eyes vacant and distant. He talked to Dumbledore, hoping for a defiant response, "How you been Dumbles? It's been a while since you and I spoke, you don't even reconise me, do you?".
He didn't respond, unsurprisingly. Harry sighed, and with a jab of his wand, he stunned him, and they levitated him out. They cloaked, him he was invisible, and smuggled him out. As they were impersinating high ranking Death Eaters, no one dared to check them on their out. 'Their mistake', Harry thought as they walked to the spot where the wards ended, so they could apperate out. Which they did.
Looking down at Lupin, Harry could only feel anger, at this man for all the anguish he had caused Sirius. He didn't say anything. As he went to sit with Ginny, Hermoine, and Ron, ther all glared at him, as if he had brought in Lupin. Oh yeah he had.
"Why are you here, in our Headquarters, you aren't welcome." Lupin said with no emotion in his voice.
"I am here, welcome, or not, because we, Harry and I need to be a part of whatever it is the Order is up to these days." retorted Sirius angrily.
"Yeah, I'm the chosen one, I want to help take down Voldemort.", Harry spoke up, glaring Lupin down. Watching in annoinace as they all flinched at the name, all but Sirius.
"What help could you, an old man and a 13 year old boy, both wanted criminals do for the Order, when we have aurors, and celebrated spell casters on are side. Working for us this minute." Lupin sneered at the two of them.
"Well I wouldn't know what we can do, you won't tell us what you need done!" Sirius bit back, his anger building.
"Fine, you want to prove yourself to the Order, I'll tell you what you can do. Rescue Dumbledore, he's in Azkaban, being questioned for information, by Voldemort himself".
With that, Sirius and Harry left, leaving a pile of wands where they had been, a loud crack going around the room.
1 Month Later:
"Alright Harry you ready?" Sirius didn't wait for an answer, but plowed on in his frantic worry that everthing was going to work. "Do you have your cloak, and wand, spells on your tounge", when Harry nodded Sirius showed every sign of carrying on, Harry spoke up, "Lets go add in the hairs." and Sirius turned paler than he already was, perhaps worrying if the potion had been breweed correctly or not.
Harry waved his wand and they were dressed in large Death Eater robes. They looked very odd in the DE large robes, wands in hand, and everything grim on their faces.
The grim pair move into a nearby room, not talking on the way. They opened a door at the end at the end of the long hallway. It opened into a wide room, dark pain on the walls, cast the room in a dark light, giving it an eriee feel. On a table at the end, their was a potion bubbling, although there was no fire beneath it. As the two approached it, they pulles small thin tubes from their inside robe pockets. Inside it, there appeared to be nothing, although upon a closer examination, there was a single long hair in each.
The two walked up to the potion and poured the entire potion into two glassed, Harry had canjured. Holding them in their hands, they pulled the quork out of the vile of hair. Sirius took a quick look at Harry's face, and saw the grim determination on his face as he looked at Sirius. Sirius sighed and added in his hair. Looking glum as his potion turned a sickly green.
"Ready then Padfoot?" Harry asked as he added in the hair. His potion hissed and turned a bright orange.
"Yes" the reply was terse, full of nervousness at what lay in front of them, at the task before them.
"Bottoms up then Padfoot my friend.".
Harry and Sirius, in unison, gulped down their seperate potions. Harry looked like he was going to barf, and Sirius was sweating, his hands on the glass clammy.
As Harry doubled over, with a pain in his stomach. He sunk to his knees, holding his stomach with a passion. Harrys face began to morph, moving in ways no face should.
Next to him, Sirius was holding onto the table to hold him up, face on the table surface. He was groaning as his face began to morph, out and becoming shorter, in a more rectangular shape.
Harry was L. Malfoy, and Sirius was Rookwood. They both, together apperated to the outskirts of Azkaban the Wizarding prison, it had recently fallen into the grasps of Lord Voldemort and his followers. This was where the Order believed Albus Dumbledore to be held.
"Malfoy, Agustus," A masked death eater greeted the two of them, as they approached the gate. "Here on buissness, I suppose" when they nodded in agreement, they were waved past with no further questions.
As they walked quickly through the rows of cells, they scanned them, hoping to come acrose Dumbledore, and take their leave. They had passed many cells with moaning, bloodied prisoners, none they reconized, before they found one containing Albus Dumbledore.
He was sitting at a chair, facing the wall, sitting up straight backed. He did not make a sound as they opened the lock, using magic, as they had no key. To Harry's surprise, there was no Dementors hanging around. When they approached Dumbledore, he ignored them. Sirius peered at his face, only to find it pale, empty, and its' eyes vacant and distant. He talked to Dumbledore, hoping for a defiant response, "How you been Dumbles? It's been a while since you and I spoke, you don't even reconise me, do you?".
He didn't respond, unsurprisingly. Harry sighed, and with a jab of his wand, he stunned him, and they levitated him out. They cloaked, him he was invisible, and smuggled him out. As they were impersinating high ranking Death Eaters, no one dared to check them on their out. 'Their mistake', Harry thought as they walked to the spot where the wards ended, so they could apperate out. Which they did.
One hour (or so) later
"Here you are, Lupin my friend." Lupin scowled, not seeing Dumbledore anywhere. Harry grinned happily and revealed Albus Dumbledore, to the gasps of the assembled Order members. Kinglsy, Mcgonigall, Snape, Mad-eye, Tonks, Lupin, all the Wealeys, the two lovegoods, the Longbottoms (minus Neville), and of corse Dumbles, Harry and Sirius, were all in the Burrow's sitting room, a few standing, for lack of chairs and room. Everyone, minus Harry and Sirius gasped autibly, and Harry unfroze him, the room, in response, guieted instantly. Dumbledore, looked around, and swallowed, then gathering his voice spoke, "I did it I destroyed 4 before he caught me. I brang the three we had with me to find the sword and the fourth with me, after finding the fourth, I got the sword, and destroyed them all. Lord voldemort showed up with some of his inner circle Death Eaters, I don't know how he knew I was there. I was taken hostage, but I had destroyed them and I, with that knowledge, I didn't crack under torture. How long was I in Azkaban? " he asked in a rush. And Molly weasley jumped in to answer him, only about a week. Dumbledore smiled thinly, looking more weak than ever. After a short pause of silence he collarsed, over the dim of everyone rushing to his side, Sirius said, "Lupin, you and I need to talk.".
"Yes," was Lupin's sarcastic response, as he looked up from where he knelt next to Dumbledore.
Sirius motioned for Lupin to follow him into a room on the side, which he did. Harry followed them discretely. Upon seeing im, Sirius opened the door for him, knowing that Harry needed to be a part of the conversation to come.
Lupon sat in a cozy armchair to the side of the room. Sirius and Harry sat on a sofa, next to each other, facing Lupin.
"Well Lupin," said Sirius expectantly, looking at Lupin in triumph.
"Well what Padfoot," looking at Sirius with a challenge in his eyes, daring Sirius to contradict him on the use of the nickname.
"Did you ever really believe that I had murdered James and Lily?" Sirus asked flatly after a pause, in which Lupin made no attempt to make conversation.
"Yes, of course I did." He said with a shrug, "Why wouldn't I, you should have been put into Azkaban, Dumbledore was right you did always have it in you to be a murderer.". Before he could even say anything in response, he turned to Harry, "He killed your parents Harry, I don't know how you can't see it, but you treat him like another parent. " Lupins eyes were ablaze as he glared at Sirius.
In a sudden move, Lupin shot a summoning spell at Harry and when he had a hold on Harry apperated away before either Harry or Sirius could react.
Harry view:
"Accio!" suddenly he was zooming towards lupins outstretched arms, and heard the resounding crack of his and Lupin's apperation.
"Stupifey!" and the world went dark, as he fell foward, feeling Lupin's surprisingly gentle arms grab at his sides, holding him up.
Sirius view:
Lupin the jerk, thought Sirius as he stormed out of the room, anger clouding his sight. It was a if someone had blocked out everything other than the cold black andger in his heart, ruling his mind and choices. And the adreneline pumping into his brain, fueled by his sheer panic at his son being absent from his side, taken by the, as of current events, enemy of him and his son.
As he came in to the room holding Dumbledore and the rest of the Order, he saw Dumbles in a chair, frantic people behind and around him, talking loudly, that is they were talking loudly. They stopped abruptly when they came in and saw his face, which must have been full of non -suppresed fury and outrage, as well as panic. `There was a collection of 'What happened?' and the such like, to which Sirius did not grace that with an answer.
After a scanning glare of the room, he determined that Harry and Lupin were not in the room. He went down the hallway opening rooms to doors, franticly searching room after room not finding hs much sought after Godson. Finally tiring of this goose chase he called out in a paniced last attempt, "Accio Harry Potter". he waited a minute before trying again. But to no avail. After another attempt he gave up.
Somewhere at the Sametime:
Harry view:
Harry felt a searing pain in his care, then another. Then another. He groaned, even though the pain was light, it lasted for what felt like minutes. As he gasped, the pain came to an end and didn't return. A voice above him softly called, as if remorseful, "I'm sorry Harry, Sirius is summoning you, it will momentarrily hurt to defy the magic calling.". Harry stared up at him his haze of pain clearing. He saw Lupin looking down at him, pity on his face. As soon as Harry relized he was unbound, Lupin grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet, and led him away. He was leed into a room, with a cushy bed, and bright gold paint. Other than that, the room was bare, cheerful and radiant, but bare. Lupin put him laying down on the bed, and waved his wand, and Harry was in a much-needed sleep.
Authors Note:
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Harry shuddered as they walked through Azkaban, the aura of fear and unhappiness pressed in on him from all sides, making him feel the urge to conjure a patr
"Here you are, Lupin my friend." Lupin scowled, not seeing Dumbledore anywhere. Harry grinned happily and revealed Albus Dumbledore, to the gasps of the assembled Order members. Kinglsy, Mcgonigall, Snape, Mad-eye, Tonks, Lupin, all the Wealeys, the two lovegoods, the Longbottoms (minus Neville), and of corse Dumbles, Harry and Sirius, were all in the Burrow's sitting room, a few standing, for lack of chairs and room. Everyone, minus Harry and Sirius gasped autibly, and Harry unfroze him, the room, in response, guieted instantly. Dumbledore, looked around, and swallowed, then gathering his voice spoke, "I did it I destroyed 4 before he caught me. I brang the three we had with me to find the sword and the fourth with me, after finding the fourth, I got the sword, and destroyed them all. Lord voldemort showed up with some of his inner circle Death Eaters, I don't know how he knew I was there. I was taken hostage, but I had destroyed them and I, with that knowledge, I didn't crack under torture. How long was I in Azkaban? " he asked in a rush. And Molly weasley jumped in to answer him, only about a week. Dumbledore smiled thinly, looking more weak than ever. After a short pause of silence he collarsed, over the dim of everyone rushing to his side, Sirius said, "Lupin, you and I need to talk.".
"Yes," was Lupin's sarcastic response, as he looked up from where he knelt next to Dumbledore.
Sirius motioned for Lupin to follow him into a room on the side, which he did. Harry followed them discretely. Upon seeing im, Sirius opened the door for him, knowing that Harry needed to be a part of the conversation to come.
Lupon sat in a cozy armchair to the side of the room. Sirius and Harry sat on a sofa, next to each other, facing Lupin.
"Well Lupin," said Sirius expectantly, looking at Lupin in triumph.
"Well what Padfoot," looking at Sirius with a challenge in his eyes, daring Sirius to contradict him on the use of the nickname.
"Did you ever really believe that I had murdered James and Lily?" Sirus asked flatly after a pause, in which Lupin made no attempt to make conversation.
"Yes, of course I did." He said with a shrug, "Why wouldn't I, you should have been put into Azkaban, Dumbledore was right you did always have it in you to be a murderer.". Before he could even say anything in response, he turned to Harry, "He killed your parents Harry, I don't know how you can't see it, but you treat him like another parent. " Lupins eyes were ablaze as he glared at Sirius.
In a sudden move, Lupin shot a summoning spell at Harry and when he had a hold on Harry apperated away before either Harry or Sirius could react.
Harry view:
"Accio!" suddenly he was zooming towards lupins outstretched arms, and heard the resounding crack of his and Lupin's apperation.
"Stupifey!" and the world went dark, as he fell foward, feeling Lupin's surprisingly gentle arms grab at his sides, holding him up.
Sirius view:
Lupin the jerk, thought Sirius as he stormed out of the room, anger clouding his sight. It was a if someone had blocked out everything other than the cold black andger in his heart, ruling his mind and choices. And the adreneline pumping into his brain, fueled by his sheer panic at his son being absent from his side, taken by the, as of current events, enemy of him and his son.
As he came in to the room holding Dumbledore and the rest of the Order, he saw Dumbles in a chair, frantic people behind and around him, talking loudly, that is they were talking loudly. They stopped abruptly when they came in and saw his face, which must have been full of non -suppresed fury and outrage, as well as panic. `There was a collection of 'What happened?' and the such like, to which Sirius did not grace that with an answer.
After a scanning glare of the room, he determined that Harry and Lupin were not in the room. He went down the hallway opening rooms to doors, franticly searching room after room not finding hs much sought after Godson. Finally tiring of this goose chase he called out in a paniced last attempt, "Accio Harry Potter". he waited a minute before trying again. But to no avail. After another attempt he gave up.
Somewhere at the Sametime:
Harry view:
Harry felt a searing pain in his care, then another. Then another. He groaned, even though the pain was light, it lasted for what felt like minutes. As he gasped, the pain came to an end and didn't return. A voice above him softly called, as if remorseful, "I'm sorry Harry, Sirius is summoning you, it will momentarrily hurt to defy the magic calling.". Harry stared up at him his haze of pain clearing. He saw Lupin looking down at him, pity on his face. As soon as Harry relized he was unbound, Lupin grabbed his hands and pulled him to his feet, and led him away. He was leed into a room, with a cushy bed, and bright gold paint. Other than that, the room was bare, cheerful and radiant, but bare. Lupin put him laying down on the bed, and waved his wand, and Harry was in a much-needed sleep.
Authors Note:
Please Read and review (RaR)! I would really appreiciate it if you would let me know what you think of it! I love it when I get feedback!
Thanks,
Purpleskys