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Sirius

And so the plan begins. We're grouped about a half a mile from Azkaban, waiting and watching. So far, the only signs of life are the desperate cries of prisoners before they lose their soul in the Dementor's kiss. Thick black clouds cover the dank sky. A storm is brewing. We'd better hope we're out of here before it hits.

I have no idea what day it is. None of us do. I know this fact bothers Remus, as he doesn't know when the full moon will shine. He looks pale, so it can't be too far away. His arm is wrapped around Kaelin's waist protectively, and Kaelin has a determined look etched on her face. We're all determined to find Sam tonight.

Lily, despite James's protests, left young Harry with Professor McGonagall and came with us. She's much stronger and more alert now that she doesn't have the extra weight of a child hanging on her. James stands by his wife in a way that suggests the first Death Eater to touch her will be dead very quickly.

I've not seen Peter in days. He owled us a few days ago saying his mother was sick again, but I have a feeling he was lying. Perhaps Dumbledore sent him on a secret mission for the Order. Thought I seriously doubt that. He's too weak and skittish to be of much help here anyway, so maybe it's for the best he's not here.

Our plan is simple and could easily go wrong, but it's the only thing we've got. James, Lily, Remus, and Kaelin will use the polyjuice potion Dumbledore created months ago just for us to get inside. Once there, they will secure a passage for me. I'll use the invisibility cloak to get Sam, and we'll get the heck out of there. If something goes wrong, Lord help us all.

Lily has a magic bag, the coolest thing ever; it's been magically enhanced to hold just about anything. I have to learn that spell. She pulls out four sets of Death Eater robes, and the cloak. Kaelin adds the hairs to each potion vial and hands them out. After they've all been disguised, and I'm safely hidden beneath the cloak, the four of them enter the door. From my spot several feet away, it appears they get in with no questions asked.

I wait as patiently as I can, shifting my weight from one foot to the other every few minutes. What's taking them so long? Finally, red sparks coming from the doorway indicate my cue. I take off for the door and burst in. I have to stop and catch my breath. Ok, no more bursting into doors.

Once I'm inside, I quickly lose track of my friends. The place is crawling with Death Eaters. How will I find Sam here?

Sam

It's time. In just a few minutes, the traitor will come in and wipe my memory preparing me to move. He will not get the chance. I shall be dead before Peter Pettigrew can inject that vile stuff into me. You wonder why they do not simply use the obliviate curse? Simple. That curse completely erases my memory. It has not been discovered how to just wipe parts yet unless a potion is injected into the bloodstream.

The straps they'd tied me up with are gone. I guess they know I'm too weak to make an escape attempt. I feel under the bed for the needle I'd hidden there. I feel the poison I've doused the tip in run down my fingers when I pick it up. It's the only way to be sure Voldemort never gets any information from me. It's for the best.

The door is opening. I must hurry. I quickly poise the needle ready to plunge it into my heart, but Peter comes in, and I'm forced to hide it. I stuff the needle down the front of my destroyed dress tucking it safely into my bra. He wouldn't dare check there for it. I may be weak, but not that weak.

"Wormtail! Hurry up with the injection! We must move her tonight!" a rough voice calls.

"Yes sir," Peter says scurrying into the room. He busies himself with getting the supplies ready. What they were thinking when they assigned this idiot such an important job I've no idea. If he gets the measurements wrong, it will kill me. Not that it will make much of a difference of course.

"You're a traitor," I spit out at him. He frowns and points his wand at me mumbling something. Pain erupts in my- well everywhere. I scream and scream panting for breath. My face twists in pain. I tell myself not to worry. I just have to wait until he turns his back. It will all be over soon.

Sirius

I stand there for a moment wondering which room to look in first when a scream pierces the air. Sam! I'm sure it's her. I make a move for the room when I hear another shriek behind me. "Imposters!" they cry. I gasp when I see that the others are themselves again. We took too long. The potion wore off.

In an instant, curses are flying through the room. Green and red flashes hurt my eyes. The scream sounds again. I want to help them, I do, but I know that's Sam. I have to save her.

Everything seems to move in slow motion. I dash through the room dodging curses. "Padfoot!" I hear James yell over the roar of the battle. I remember I'm wearing the cloak. He can't see me.

"I'm here Prongs!" I yell back, and he relaxes before shooting another hex at my dear cousin Bellatrix. Remind me to personally see she dies when we get out of here. Just before I reach the room, the ceiling falls. A stray curse had hit it, sending the entire structure down. Thunder roars in the sky as the storm threatens to break.

The fighting continues as rubble and stones fall through the air landing hard, crashing into people, killing them instantly. In one quick sweep through the room, I make sure everyone is still okay. Kaelin and Remus fight side-by-side hitting Death Eaters all around them. Lily seems to be doing well considering she just gave birth not six hours ago. Wait. Where's James. Oh no. Not James. I can't lose my best friend too.

I see him break free from a pile of rocks and struggle to his feet shooting curses the whole time. Another scream rips my gaze away from my friends, and I turn back to the room behind me. A small figure darts out from the doorway running through the room. They look slightly familiar, but their face is masked, and I don't have time to worry about it.

I dash into the room just in time to see Sam with a syringe in her hand. The tip is shiny with poison. I scream her name just as she plunges it into her heart.