Just as Umbridge had instructed, Mafalda Hopkirk or rather Sirius Black turned left and started treading towards the door at the end of the hall. Sirius shuddered momentarily as he felt the bitter cold sensation to some extent that was coming from beyond the door. His insides froze, and even though he wasn't within close proximity of the foul creature that caused depression and despair to all, he could still faintly hear a younger Sirius Black screaming anguish at the sight of his departed best friend, and he could still vividly see the lifeless form of his Godson that was resulted from 's Boggart in the drawing room of Grimmauld Place. He cautiously glanced over his shoulder to see if Umbridge or anyone was adjacent to where he stood. Exhaling loudly he said in a soft worried filled tone,
"Dementors in the Ministry, I'd never thought I would see the day." Where Sirius had expected to hear his Godson's voice retorting to his comment was instead replaced by a distressing silence. Sirius' eyes went broad frantically, as his breath quickened slightly. "Harry, Harry..." he said uncertainly. Like a sightless person Sirius hastily raised his hands and started spiralling in a circle feeling for his concealed Godson. "Harry!" he said louder in panic. He remembered hearing Harry's muffled gasp at his comment he made earlier to Umbridge about the locket.
'He wouldn't have tried to get it now, would he?' Sirius thought alarmingly. He turned around fiercely and swept down the hall cursing grotesquely underneath his breath. Nearly sprinting down the hallway that revealed the lifts, Sirius powerlessly scanned the room for any sight or sound of his Godson. "I'm going to kill him..." Sirius said aloud when he felt something soft underneath the soles of his shoes. He bent down, as he cautiously checked his surroundings and then let out a gasp in dismay. In his now shaking hands was the Invisibility Cloak he was first introduced to in his first year at Hogwarts by his best friend. Sirius' stomached dropped at the sight of Harry's wand that lay trotted beside the cease of the marble floorboard. Shockingly he stood up at a loss for any constant thought, as numerous images of Harry being tortured intertwined with images of Harry being handed to Voldemort consumed his mind. Without any hesitation he made way for the lifts, breathing heavily as he remembered that Dolores Umbridge's office was on the first level and she had told Hopkirk that she had to grab something from it. Where ever Umbridge was, Harry must be also...but why would he follow her unarmed and in sight of being discovered? Sirius knew that something horribly wrong happened, and that Harry was in danger. He stormed into the lift as soon as the golden grilles opened, and pressed the button for the first level, panting heavily. 'If Umbridge is behind this...' Sirius thought fumingly, 'I'll rip her limb from limb.' Unfortunately for Harry, Sirius was too caught up with drastic and panic filled thoughts; he hadn't even bothered checking the other rooms of the floor and instead leaped into the lift heading to the first level. Had Sirius known that his Godson was beyond the door to his right where he had discovered his possessions, Harry would have been freed from Umbridge's grasp.
The lift made a brief pause at the main floor to Sirius' displeasure; he didn't even look over to glance at the wizard who had accompanied him until he noticed something dripping on his shoes. Sirius glanced to his left and gasped in surprise at the sight of a very wet Reg Cattermole who had his head lowered, staring at the floor.
"Ron," Sirius said causing Ron to jump and look at him in horror.
"Blimey Sirius, I forgot what you looked like. What's that you're holding?" Ron looked at the cloak in Sirius' hands and paled. "Where...where is Harry?" He said in a shaky voice, "Why isn't he wearing the cloak." Sirius looked at him as if he were in pain.
"I don't know... He was right behind me in the lower level of the Ministry." Sirius told him about Umbridge, the locket she was wearing and her instructing him to the room containing the Dementors while she had to go fetch something from her office.
"When I realized Harry wasn't behind me, I turned around down the hall and found these." He lifted the Invisibility Cloak, and revealed Harry's wand underneath it. Ron's eyes widened in horror,
"But why would Harry take off the cloak and go unarmed to get the locket?" Sirius shook his head, "It doesn't make sense. Something happened. There was no sign of struggle or anything."
"So you think Harry's in Umbridge's office? Did you check the other rooms downstairs?" Sirius stared at him blankly,
"No I didn't...I wasn't thinking clearly." Ron looked at him in alarm,
"Okay, we'll check her office and then head back down." The golden grilles opened as the lift halted in between the main level and the first level.
"Reggie, there you are!" said a tall blond witch, with bright red lipstick. "Your wife is in my office, she's been a nervous wreck. I've been trying to calm her down before having to face Umbridge. Come on." The witch grabbed the hems of Ron's cloak and pulled him forward, vacating the lift. He looked over at Sirius who said,
"Don't worry, I'll check the office and come for you. If I don't, you'll know where I went." Ron nodded, knowing that Sirius meant the basement. The golden grilles closed and almost instantly Sirius felt the lift going up as he cursed again underneath his breath.
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"I will not ask you again, Potter."
Harry was sprawled on the floor, with a very livid Umbridge standing over him with her wand in hand pointing directly at Harry's chest. He was panting ruthlessly, as he felt the discrete presence of blood in his mouth. Umbridge had been performing the Cruciatus Curse on him uninterrupted for ten minutes, demanding him why he had come to the Ministry.
"Why were you following me?" she shrieked in ire, another question she would repeat endlessly over Harry's body that would thrash widely against the floor. Harry had banged his head rigidly against the deck, and could feel an additional wound just starting out as blood trickled down the side of his face.
"Crucio!" Umbridge screamed again, smiling at its effect upon Harry who was whirling in pain at her feet. She kicked him solid in the stomach, and Harry could feel something severing as he let out a cry in pain.
"Why have you come here? Why were you following me?" Umbridge seethed in rage when Harry let out a feeble laugh,
"Is that the best you can do?"
"Crucio!"
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"Excuse me," Sirius asked a balding wizard who was sitting at his cubicle. "Could you point to me the direction of Dolore's office?" The wizard looked at him suspiciously before answering,
"She isn't there Mafalda."
Sirius nodded, "Yes, I know...I was sent to retrieve something from her office. I'm her record keeper for today." The wizard shrugged his shoulders and pointed to the far right corner of the room. Sirius took leave at once ignoring the wizard's comment, "Your voice sounds terrible, Mafalda. You should consider taking tomorrow off before it gets worse!"
Sirius clenched his teeth as he read the sign upon the door. Dolores Umbridge: Muggle-Born Registration Commission.
Without any hesitations he took out Harry's wand, and tapped the doorknob before firmly grasping it. He quickly closed the door behind him and let out a cry in frustration. It was empty. Sirius was too busy distressing over his missing Godson to even make judgement upon the tacky pink office, which had several pictures of kittens with pink bows atop their heads. Suddenly, inadvertently Sirius fell on his knees and cussed aloud as the effect of the Polyjuice Potion began wearing off took control of his body. He looked down upon his hands, realizing they had turned back to its original form, lacking deficient of the red nail polish that had been on his long finger nails earlier. Sirius thought his heart was ripped out of his chest at the sound of a sudden knock at the door. Before he had time to put the cloak on, Arthur Weasley entered the room carrying folders full of parchments.
"You wanted these Dolores..." Arthur stared vacantly at the back of the man who was crouched in front of him. "Erm, hello?" he asked uncertainly. Sirius stood up instantly, after maintaining his expeditious heart rate and turned around to face the red headed wizard. Arthur dropped the folders that he was carrying and let out a gasp with a jolt, taking a step back in ambiguity. Sirius strode passed him to close the door. Arthur retreated to the other side of the office, still staring at Sirius with his mouth ajar.
"Arthur..."
"Is that really you, Sirius?"
Sirius nodded with a feeble smile, "I know this is quite a shock for you, and I promise I'll explain everything but..."
"You died, Sirius...how do I know if you're an imposter or not? How can I trust you?" Arthur said quietly. Sirius noticed Arthur reaching for his wand in his pocket so he hastily transformed into Padfoot and then back to his human form. Arthur's eyes widened as his breathing rate quickened. "But you..."
"The veil I fell through in the Department of Mysteries was a Death Chamber. I've been stuck in a limbo between the world of the living and dead for two years. Harry, Ron and Hermione figured out a way to bring me back." Arthur was stunned, he made motion to speak before Sirius cut him off,
"Listen Arthur, I haven't the time to explain...I need your help. Harry's missing, I need to find him. Harry, Ron and I came here this morning on a task."
"Wait, Ron is here too? What do you mean Harry is missing?" Arthur interrupted, "What task?" Sirius growled slightly in annoyance,
"Ron is disguised as Reg Cattermole; he's on the main floor. I was disguised as Mafalda Hopkirk before the Polyjuice Potion wore off. Harry was under his Invisibility Cloak. I found his cloak and his wand in the basement. We were with Dolores Umbridge. We got separated and then I found these," he said raising the cloak and Harry's wand at Arthur's sight level. "Harry is exposed and unarmed, I think Umbridge took him. We need to find them before it's too late." Arthur shook his head hastily, trying to make comprehension of everything Sirius just revealed.
"What were you three doing here in the first place? There's a Death Eater on at least every floor." Sirius exhaled loudly,
"Arthur, I'll explain everything to you once we get Harry. I'm going to head back to the level with the court rooms, where I found these. I didn't check the area; I rushed up here without thinking."
Arthur nodded then jumped in surprise when the door behind him opened slowly. Sirius quickly threw the cloak on him, only taking it off again at the sight of Reg Cattermole. "Good, I thought maybe you already headed downstairs. Sirius, we have to find Harry quick...My potion is beginning to wear off." Ron gasped at the sight of his father behind the opened door. Arthur quickly closed the door before embracing his son tightly.
"Ron, I've been so worried." When he released him, he saw Reg Cattermole swiftly alter to revolutionize the appearance of his son.
"Dad, what are you doing here?" Ron asked, smiling slightly.
"Listen, we'll swap stories later," Sirius hissed hastily, "We have to find, Harry!" Ron stared at him in alarm. Sirius was shaking so violently Ron thought he might collapse.
"Okay, you two," Arthur said in a solemn voice, "get under the cloak and stay close behind me. We'll take the lift to the court rooms, and search the ground for Harry and Umbridge. Merlin, I still can't believe you're alive, Sirius." Sirius threw the cloak on Ron and himself, both had their wands ready to strike. Arthur kicked aside the fallen folders on the floor and grabbed the hoary door handle. "Ready?" he said turning around to face an invisible Ron and Sirius.
"Let's go," Sirius said roughly, pushing bleak thoughts of Harry behind.
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"I hope they're all right." Hermione said softly at Remus who was sitting across from her at the kitchen table. Remus looked up from Orion Black's research of Death Chambers when Hermione spoke abruptly. It has been two hours since Harry, Ron and Sirius left for the Ministry of Magic. Remus thought madness would override his mind if he continued pacing in qualms so he decided to look over Orion's research. Hermione was going over the hand drawn maps of the Ministry as if she herself went on this mission. Remus heaved a sigh as he looked at his watch, "I didn't expect them to be back within an hour...however if they're not back in two hours, I'm going to go after them."
"Remus," Remus turned to look at her, and was taken aback at her scandalized expression.
"What's wrong?" She grabbed something from underneath the table, to her right. Remus' eyes narrowed in surprise, "Is that..."
"A flask of Polyjuice potion, they've forgotten one."
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"Weasley, did you give the folders to Dolores?" Arthur stopped unexpectedly, and felt Sirius and Ron bump into him. Yaxley the Death Eater was standing before them, blocking the view of the lifts that were a few feet away.
"Erm, she wasn't in her office." Arthur said timidly as he heard heavy breathing, recognizing it to be that of his son coming from behind him. Sirius shoved Ron briefly, and Ron clamped his sweaty hand to his mouth.
"Yaxley, this just came for you." The balding wizard that Sirius had seen earlier appeared, holding out a folded piece of parchment. "It's from Dolores," Sirius inhaled deeply as the wizard pressed the parchment in Yaxley's hand. "It's marked as urgent." Yaxley tore it open. His eyes went broad as his mouth dropped simultaneously. A perverse grin appeared on his face, as his eyes flared with a warped glee. Arthur asked nervously,
"What does she say?" Yaxley's eyes narrowed in fury,
"That's none of you business." Yaxley beckoned the Death Eater that stood in the corner of the room to accompany him down the lift. Sirius grabbed Ron's wrist,
"Let's go," he whispered, and hauled him forward, sprinting into the lift that had just opened. He quickly pressed the button to close it.
"What's wrong with the lift, it must be malfunctioning." Yaxley said annoyed, noting at the golden grilles of the lift opening and then suddenly closing before he and the newly arrived Death Eater had the chance to enter it. Arthur sighed, knowing that Sirius and Ron were on their way down the courtrooms, hoping it wasn't too late for Harry. Another lift had arrived and the two Death Eaters along with Arthur Weasley were out of sight within minutes as the golden grilles closed behind them.
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"This Potter, is called Feu Acide," Umbridge said holding a vile containing a black liquid with a strong aura, "and its acidic texture blazes the internal organs. They will remain intact of course...the Death Eaters that are coming for you want you kept alive for the Dark Lord... just how much alive isn't really any concern." She said with a malevolent smile. Harry was too drained to even resist as Umbridge roughly grabbed his chin and drew it down to pour the contents of the vile in his mouth. The liquid boorishly smouldered Harry's throat as the liquid slowly crept downwards.
Harry insides were set aflame, causing him to wheeze and twinge in anguish. He couldn't breathe. His eyes were open and yet he couldn't see anything but dusk. He thought he could hear screaming come from a distant, a scream that sounded exceedingly familiar.
"Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand aside you silly girl … stand aside now."
"Not Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead ----- "
"Not Harry! Please … have mercy … have mercy… "
Umbridge's lip curled into a smile, "Oh, I forgot to tell you...some of the effects of Feu Acide is similar to the effects of being within close proximity of a Dementor." She started laughing as Harry trounced thunderously on the floor, as he saw his Godfather fall beyond the veil and Remus holding him as he cried out for his Godfather.
"There's nothing you can do, Harry...nothing...he's gone."
"Sirius!"
"Kill the spare."
Umbridge looked up when she heard the sounds of the lifts opening from beyond the door. "They've come for you, Potter." She kicked him again at the side of his head, receiving no reaction from Harry who was quivering rigorously being haunted by his past horrors.
"Reducto!"
The door blew open, and stripped off its hinges nearly hitting Umbridge who dropped her wand in alarm. Sirius threw off the cloak revealing himself and Ron both with their wands at hand ready to raid. Sirius' eyes pierced lividly towards Umbridge whose mouth was slightly open. His eyes finally fell upon his Godson who was thrashing on the floor behind Umbridge. Umbridge made a fast reflex in attempt to snatch her wand off the floor, but was unsuccessful as Sirius cried, "Accio wand!"
Umbridge almost fell forward in effort to grab her wand. Ron ran to Harry's side as Sirius took a step towards Umbridge, his hand that held Harry's wand shook briefly. In one swift movement Sirius ripped off the locket from its chain that was dangling around Umbridge's bulgy neck. Umbridge shrieked in alarm, retreating to the other side of the room. Harry was whirling madly as Ron seized him down with hopes of making him stagnant.
"Harry, its Ron...Harry can you hear me?" Harry opened his eyes and Ron cried out in horror noticing that his eminent green eyes were now a color of gleaming scarlet. Sirius snapped his head at his Godson then whipped it back starring at Umbridge with a twisted look of craze on his face. The sound of the golden grilles of the lift opening again echoed across the corridor. Umbridge started laughing,
"That will be the Death Eaters, Black!" Sirius spun around, as Ron too stood up pointing his wand at the door to back up Sirius if any Death Eaters stormed into the room with intentions of brawling. Sirius lowered his wand only slightly as a flustered Arthur Weasley trotted in the room cautiously, clutching his wand firmly.
"I've stunned them, Sirius." Sirius nodded in approval before facing Umbridge who looked petrified.
"Umbridge, you will regret the day you first laid eyes on my Godson." Sirius took a step forward, pressurizing the locket that was in his other hand. He raised his wand, "Crucio!" Umbridge collapsed to the floor and began whirling in pain, as her shrill cry filled the room. Arthur's gaze fell upon his son kneeling beside Harry who was still shaking uncontrollably. Ron looked up at his dad, his eyes glistening of agony,
"Dad...I can't get him to stop. I don't know what's wrong with him."
"Crucio!" Sirius yelled again. Umbridge shifted backwards, as the spell missed her and hit the spot in front of her. She shuffled to her side, and hurdled on her feet. Sirius glided forward and clasped her throat, pinning her against the wall and wringing the life out of her leisurely. He liberated his hold somewhat at the sound of Harry hollering in pain.
"Sirius, we have to get Harry out of here!" Ron exclaimed. Arthur staggered behind Sirius, and gently grasped his shoulder,
"Sirius...she's not worth it. We have to get Harry some medical treatment. Come on, he needs you now." Sirius gave one last rigid squeeze before releasing his hold resulting in Umbridge to plummet near his feet. Sirius raised his wand, "Obliviate!" and then sprung in the direction of his fallen Godson.
"Oh Harry, what has she done to you?" With the help of Ron, Sirius gently lifted Harry off the floor and wrapped his arm around his waist. Arthur grabbed the cloak and threw it on the three of them.
"I'll lead you all out...stay close behind me." He looked down and could clearly see three pairs of feet. "You'll have to crouch. I don't reckon anyone will notice but I don't think we should risk it." Arthur poked his head out in the hallway, scrutinizing the area. "All clear, let's go."
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Remus glanced anxiously at his watch; four hours had passed since Sirius, Harry and Ron set off to retrieve the locket. He gave up re-reading the research since he kept on reading the same sentence again and again. Hermione was biting her nails fervently, staring at the stairs every once and a while hoping to see someone descending them. Their hearts stopped at the sound of the front door opening piercingly and the voice of Mad-eye Moody asking whether if the newcomers were Severus Snape, booming across the house.
"I DID NOT KILL YOU!" Sirius bellowed in trepidation, "REMUS!"
Both Hermione and Remus were already storming up the stairs as the figure of Dumbledore exploded right before them. Hermione let out a cry of horror at the sight of Harry in Sirius' arms, shaking severely. Ron gave her a poignant expression as Remus dashed forward to Sirius. "Sirius, what happened!?"
Remus looked down at his late friend's son with wounded eyes. "Remus, go get Tonks...she'll be able to help. We don't have any therapeutic supplies here..." Remus immediately scurried out the front door, and with a pop disappeared. "Kreacher!" Sirius bellowed as Hermione went to Harry's other side. Kreacher sprinted towards them and didn't have a chance to bow before Sirius addressed him again, "I need you to quickly get bandages and wet towels. Bring them to my room, hurry!" Kreacher looked aghast at the sight of Harry, and vanished within seconds.
"Ron, what happened!?" whimpered Hermione as they began climbing up the stairs to the upper levels.
"Umbridge," Ron said viciously. Sirius kicked the door of his room open and hurriedly placed Harry on his bed.
"Sirius, his eyes...look at his eyes!" Ron said shakily. Hermione cried out in alarm as she peered over Sirius' shoulder to look at her wounded friend's face. Sirius gently grasped Harry's hand and was startled to notice that beneath the skin seemed to throb slightly as if there were some kind of chemical reaction initiating. Thundered footsteps were heard from a distant as Remus burst in the room carrying a box of medical provisions. He was closely followed by his wife, Tonks who paled instantly at the sight that lay before her eyes. Remus put the box down at the foot of the bed beside the towels Kreacher had brought, as Tonks turned to look at Sirius, Ron and Hermione who were huddled at Harry's side.
"I need you all to give me some space."
"I'm not leaving him, Tonks." Sirius growled viciously.
"I'm afraid you don't have a choice, Sirius. Harry is my patient, I need you to leave." Sirius stared at his cousin implausibly. Remus squeezed Sirius' shoulder briefly,
"Come on, Padfoot." With inconceivable amount of effort, Remus managed to pull his friend away from his Godson and haul him into the hall, closely followed by Ron and Hermione both glancing back before Tonks closed the door behind them. Remus had managed to heave Sirius all the way down to the kitchen, and sat him down upon the chair that was facing the staircase. He immediately placed his face into his hands and started shaking to some extent. Remus patted his back sympathetically, before turning to face Ron who sat on the counter with Hermione.
"What. Happened."
Ron looked at him as if he was going to wail out in misery, "I don't really know, we were separated in the Ministry when a Death Eater dragged me to his office to stop the rain that was pouring in there." Remus sighed,
"Start from forgetting this," Sirius looked up to see his friend holding a flask of Polyjuice potion in his hand. Ron's face turned colourless,
"I forgot to pack it," he said fearing to look at Hermione's expression of indignation. "What did you do?"
Ron exhaled loudly, "Sirius and I were already disguised before we realized the missing flask otherwise we would have concealed Harry's appearance first. Harry said he'd just go under his cloak and stay behind Sirius. So we got in the Ministry okay with no problems, that's when I was separated from Sirius and Harry when the Death Eater needed me in his office. Apparently Sirius and Harry ran into Umbridge in another lift." Ron looked uncertainly at Sirius who was staring at the ceiling in sorrow. Remus squeezed his shoulder gently again,
"Sirius, what happened?" Sirius didn't answer him right straight away, but sustained his glance towards the ceiling.
"We ran into Umbridge in the lift. I was disguised as Mafalda Hopkirk and coincidently enough Umbridge was looking for me."
"Why?" Remus asked simultaneously.
"She needed a record keeper for the trials of the Muggle Born Registration Commission."
"Muggle Born Registration Commission?" Hermione said in appal. Sirius nodded softly before continuing,
"So we went down to the court rooms at the basement level of the Ministry. It was down there when I noticed this around her neck," Sirius reached for something in his side pocket, and raised the locket in the air. Hermione let out a fervent exclamation,
"The locket!"
"Umbridge said she needed to grab something from her office, so she told me to go to the door at the end of the hall where Dementors were waiting with culprits." Remus' eyes widened,
"Dementors at the Ministry?" His heart twinged in pain for his friend, not imagining what he went through. 'I should have been there,' Remus thought hazily.
"I realized that Harry was no longer behind me when I reached the door. I ran back down the hall and found his Invisibility Cloak, and wand on the floor." Hermione let out a muffled whimper; as Ron put his arm around her to somewhat soothe her. "I wasn't thinking clearly, so I immediately took leave to level one to Umbridge's office. As soon as I arrived there, discovering that it was empty the Polyjuice Potion wore off and Arthur Weasley walked in Umbridge's office."
"Your dad was at the Ministry?" Hermione asked quietly to Ron who nodded absent-mildly.
"Ron arrived moments later," Sirius went on in a low voice, "his potion also wore off. So we went under the cloak and made way back to the court rooms..."
"Why did you go back down there?" Remus asked lightly, staring at Sirius with slight bewilderment. Sirius looked down, and heaved a loud sigh as if he was going to weep,
"I didn't verify the floor before I went to Umbridge's office...if only I had Moony, I could have gotten to him sooner." He started shaking as he placed his head into his hands again. Ron cleared his throat,
"Umbridge sent the two Death Eaters that were on our floor a message. It must have been about her detaining Harry because they were really pleased about something. So Sirius and I ran into a lift before they did. Dad managed to stun them apparently when they were all in a lift together heading to the court rooms. When the lift opened, we heard Harry screaming, and saw Umbridge standing over him."
Remus felt the inner wolf within him begin to infuriate, as his heart rate accelerated. Sirius sat up, and stared expressionless at his friend. "I wanted to kill her, Remus. I had never wanted to kill anyone so bad, except for Peter." Remus nodded dejectedly at his friend,
"Its okay, Padfoot. Death was too good for her anyways."
"We modified her memory before we left, so dad wouldn't get in trouble." Ron added lightly. The sounds of footsteps descending down the stairs resulted in everyone springing on their feet and dash towards the stairs. Tonks looked vexed with despair.
"How is he, Dora?" Remus asked softly and gulped when she shook her head gradually.
"It's not good. I have reason to believe that he was under the Cruciatus curse uninterrupted for several minutes. His skull was ruptured, and his ribs severed in three places...but that's the least of our worries." Sirius held his breath; his insides were screaming in anguish as his heart cleaved in half. "There seems to be a liquid that was inserted in his body, an acidic liquid that burns the organs excruciatingly. It's not lethal," Tonks added hastily at the look of their apprehensive faces, "however I can't seem to eradicate it from his system. The longer it remains the weaker his vitals will be, and that can leave him in a potential terminal state. This is beyond my proficiency, we'll need my mum."
"Dromeda," Sirius said inaudibly. Tonks smiled feebly at him,
"Mum specialises in poisons and widespread contagions, Sirius. She'll know what to do..."
"Can I see him?" Sirius asked in a demoralizing tone.
"Of course, Sirius. He's somewhat stabilized, but is still shaking slightly."
"What about his eyes?" Ron asked uncertainly, "They were blood red." Hermione shuddered at the thought.
"That's from the liquid. It has made him temporally blind. I think he's also seeing hallucinations. He mutters every once in a while about his mother, Cedric and you," Tonks said looking at Sirius whose eyes glistened with grief.
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