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Harry looked up at the castle, shuddering. It was dark and grimy. He understood why they were there, sure, but he didn't know who they were to see.

Remus put a comforting hand on Harry's shoulder, smiling at him before breathing sharply as they entered the ancient prison, looking at the guards warily. Harry felt as though he'd been doused by freezing water as they stumbled down the hallway, when he felt a strong hand grab his right arm. He gasped as he was pulled around to see a ferocious-looking woman with very messy black hair and wild, heavy-lidded brown eyes, grinning evilly through the bars of her cell. He stared at her in horror as she rasped, "Harry Potter! It's you! You're here! And I got you! He'll be pleased! Really pleased!" She turned away from him, cackling madly. "MASTER! HE'S HERE! HARRY POTTER! Oh, if you could-"

She was cut off as a guard glided over, reaching through the bars and grabbing her shoulder. She slumped over onto the floor and the guard looked at Harry, seeming to realize he wasn't a prisoner somehow, and glided off. Harry let out a breath and looked at Remus.

"Bellatrix Lestrange. She was insane even before she was chucked in here. This place made her worse. She's the man we're here to see's older cousin. They hate each other," Remus explained, pulling Harry away from the now-sobbing Bellatrix. Within minutes, they had found the cell Remus was looking for and he nodded to the guard, who opened the cell door and let them in. There was a man huddled in the far corner, mumbling to himself.

Remus frowned. "Sirius?," he called cautiously. "It's me, Moony."

Sirius? As in, his godfather, Sirius? Harry blinked as the man looked up at them, eyes widening. "Don't lose it, Padfoot. Gotta find Pettigrew. Bring him here. Kill him. I'll kill him. I'LL KILL HIM!," the man screamed the last sentence, and Harry watched as the man threw himself onto the floor. "James...Lily...Forgive me...My fault...I promised...Harry...JAMES!"

Harry felt a wave of pity wash over him and ignored Remus as the older man tried to stop him as he hurried to the man's side, placing a gentle hand on his spine.

"S-Sirius? Sir?," he murmured.

The man jumped, looking at him. "How d'you know my name?," he croaked.

"Rem-Moony told me. My name is Harry. Harry Potter," replied Harry gently, smiling shakily. The man's eyes widened. "Moony? Harry?," he murmured, and the guards began to huddle around the cell, seemingly ecstatic at Sirius' reaction to the boy.

"Yes, I'm Harry...," said Harry, his smile more confident.

"You look just like James...But Lily's eyes...Lily's eyes...," the man said, putting a hand on Harry's cheek.

Harry glanced at Remus, who looked horrified. Sirius looked at him. "Moony?"

"Hello, Black. Nice for you to join us," Remus said stiffly. "And here I thought you'd be in your own little world all bloody day."

Sirius smiled in a very pained way. "Pleasure seeing you, too, Moony. Come to hear what really happened when Lily and James died?" Harry blinked, and he saw Remus go pale slightly. "Or did you come so you could have me to keep Harry from running when you tell him you're a werewolf?," spat Sirius suddenly.

Harry's eyes bugged out of his head as he looked at Remus. "A-A werewolf?"

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