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Warnings: Bad language, violence, mental abuse. Rating may go M.

3. Slave

The first week with the servant was about to end and Sirius already felt conflicted. The boy was very helpful around the house and had a natural talent for finding his master's necessities. By the other hand he was very stubborn and didn't blindly obey the master, he even had the audacity to refuse to give his master anything that seemed unhealthy. On several occasions Sirius was about to kick that scrawny arse to whip that stupid, kind smile off his face, but fortunately calmed down. Seriously, why did that idiot smile so often?

'Good morning, Master Black!'

'Shut up!'

'Sorry, Master.'

'Don't call me 'Master', my father was the master of the house, and I am Sirius.' Sirius told him.

'Sorry, sir.' Remus apologized again automatically.

'No 'sir' or 'master' it makes me feel old.' Sirius said loudly.

'Yes, Sirius.'

'But don't talk to me in that overfriendly tone.' Sirius scolded with a scowl.

'Sorry, Master.' Remus replied.

'AGHHH!'

Suddenly James Potter stepped out of the chimney; he was the only friend allowed to enter directly to the living room.

'Hello Siri, have you taught any tricks to your new pet?' greeted Potter cheerfully. 'Lily sent you cookies.'

'Fuck off, James, he is a mess and the moon hasn't even been full to turn him into a monster. I don't see why you haven't interrogated him yet,' Sirius said biting a cookie while Remus instantly gathered the crumbs with his hands.

'That's why I'm here; I want Remus to come with me to the Pettigrew Mansion. You know the secret passages, don't you?'

'Yes Mister Potter, I'm sorry for asking but…is-is M-Master Pettigrew going to be there?' Remus was pale and looked nervous.

'No, he was arrested yesterday. His son Peter is on the run and the wife is living with her sister. We do not know how involved the wife and son are with this Death Eaters issue.' James paused before speaking again.

'To some extent, your statements will help us to bring them to prison. Hey, calm down; you are protected. Just tell us what you know and show us the place. Nothing will happen because you are coming with the Aurors.'

Lupin agreed even if though was clearly scared. From the moment he exited the Black's manor he got caught in his memories, many of them full of anguish; he had to return to the house that had such bad memories for him.

Pettigrew property was huge and had a very long road that the Aurors had to cross by muggle car to avoid the magical detectors. Sirius had much work to do but decided to take part in the tour with his friend Potter. Remus could tell that his master had a personal feud against the Pettigrews, after all, they had been rivals during the war.

The Aurors were finally able to enter the mansion after an hour of hard work on breaking the curses on the door. Once they were inside the mansion, Remus told them where the most dangerous defenses were so as to avoid them easily.

They split to explore the secret rooms where the Death Eater reunions took place, those where the places where they had plotted attacks and betrayals against Muggle-borns.

James Potter was furious, he couldn't believe the cold blood of these people. The Pettigrews had posed as allies and friends with Order of the Phoenix, passionate fighters against Voldemort and his Death Eaters. And all this time they had been betraying and torturing half-bloods and Muggle-borns in their dungeons. He felt like a failure for trusting them and being blind to their true intentions.

What disturbed Potter the most was thinking that he had been close to Peter, the only son. They had been roommates at Hogwarts, a friend along with Sirius. Pettigrew had been a normal, respectful, quiet boy who had never excelled in anything; he had been average.

Maybe that trust could have cost him his life if Pettigrew hasn't been exposed as a traitor after the Longbottoms died. It was the tragic death that ended the war when Voldemort's curse rebounded on him after attacking Alice and Frank.

James couldn't get out of his mind that the Longbottom tragedy could have happened to him and his pregnant wife Lily. If Voldemort had pointed his finger at them because of the prophecy maybe they would be dead by now. He would never know.

All he could do to honor his fiends Alice and Frank was to bring to justice the murderers and make the world a safer place for their orphaned baby Neville. He was going to do everything in his power to make the Pettigrews and Death Eaters to be incarcerated in Azkaban to rot for the rest of their lives.

'Auror Potter, you have to see this, it is another torture room.'

'Yes, go watch the second floor.'

Sirius, the servant and two Aurors were at the basement checking the secret exits. They found the first clues about Peter's scape through a tunnel down earth. What caught Black's attention was a huge cage stained with blood.

'What the hell is this? Another torture cage?'

'Oh no Sir…sorry…Sirius, that was my transformation cage for the full moon.'

'What?! Why is it all bloody and stained; did they feed you muggles?'

'That blood is mine; they made me fight with other werewolves for their entertainment and making bets. I never won a fight, still my master found it amusing.' The servant's face had blank expression but Sirius noticed that he was twisting the edges of his sweater with great anguish. Black felt a pressure on his chest.

'Aren't you writing that on the report?' Sirius asked the Auror, but with his eyes still glued to the werewolf.

'What? About the beasts fighting, that is not illegal. It's useless to even mention it on the report; we already have lots of real evidence against them.' The Aurors turned to the stairs and returned to the living room.

Sirius had to use what was left of his self-control to not snap after the Auror's cold response, although the fights were not officially a crime he knew it was wrong and didn't expected the Aurors to be that insensitive. He started to look around the basement while Remus remained still.

The creepy basement was as cold as a meat freezer, dark and dirty. It had a mat, a pile of ragged clothes and books in a corner of the room.

'You slept in here too, right? Those are your belongings,' asked Sirius, and Remus jumped slightly and nodded; he was so nervous.

'How old were you? You know, when you got here.'

'I can't…remember. I don't know, I was a small child. I got bit when I was five years old, then my parents left me at the Dark Creatures' Services Agency and they put me on the registry. Maybe it was a year until Pettigrew senior took me, they never liked house elves; they said that they were ugly. '

'I left this house two weeks ago, escaped in my wolf form when I changed back to my normal body. I went to the Aurors' Office so they could help me with the fighting issue, but instead they got interested in the Death Eaters visiting the Pettigrews to watch the werewolf fights.'

Sirius went as static as Lupin, as he listened to the shortened versions of the servant's miserable life. He could understand why the Aurors hadn't lifted a finger to help a dark creature but also felt sorry for the vulnerable servant. He was just a seventeen year old boy and had already been exploited in horrible ways.

Justice wasn't served for creatures like him; they were above animals, so their owners could use them as they pleased without facing consequences. It was too easy to kill a servant and get another one as replacement. It was a sad situation for these creatures, they only had two options: slavery or extermination.

With a very uncommon gentle gesture Sirius led Remus out of the basement, resting a warm hand on his shoulder. Remus was very grateful for the sign of comfort, this was the first time in his life that he felt protected. That gentle hand on his shoulder placed without disgust or hatred meant the world to him.