There was no answer but creaking of the wooden floor. After a few seconds the creaking stopped and a hooded man came in. "Who are you?!?!" Ginny asked. The mysterious man pointed his wand towards himself and the mask disappeared and his face was visible. He had a pale, pointed face, with pale blond hair and cold grey eyes. "Lucius Malfoy!" Ron and Ginny exclaimed. "Shut up blood traitors! Mr.Potter, we meet again" Malfoy said with a laugh. "WHAT DO YOU WANT??" Harry bellowed, his hands tightly gripped to his wheelchair. "Ah...I am here to take you, to see your godfather, die! Malfoy scoffed. Upon hearing his godfather's mention Harry asked, "Where have you kept him??" Malfoy sneered, "In my secret chambers. The Dark Lord will wait five more minutes until he kills Black!" Harry was shocked to hear this. Suddenly, Hermione asked, "How did you enter?? There is a Fidelius Charm around the house!" Malfoy laughed and pulled out a piece of parchment. It said -

The Headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix may be found at number twelve, Grimmauld Place, London.

"Who gave that to you?" Ron asked. "Severus Snape. The Mudblood's got brains!" Malfoy answered. "DON'T CALL HER THAT!" Harry bellowed. "But, Professor Snape is a secondary keeper, he couldn't have given you the information!" Hermione said. "Shut up! Potter, what even are you going to do? Just sit in a wheelchair, crippled for the rest of your life." Malfoy said. Harry looked really hurted when Ma.foy attacked his disability like that. He whispered to Hermione, "Alert Dumbeldore, Malfoy's place, chambers." Hermione nodded. Harry then spoke to Lucius, "I'll come with you. But only if you let Sirius free." I'll see to it." as Malfoy said in his cold voice. Harry nodded to Hermione. "Mate! You can't go! It's probably a trap!" Ron told Harry. "No, Ron, It is the truth. I know it. Stay here." Harry said blankly as he wheeled towards Lucius Malfoy and they apparated away.

Hermione quickly wrote a letter to Dumbeldore. "Harry told me to alert him," Hermione told everyone.

Meanwhile, Harry and Lucius reached a dark cell. "AHHH!!" They heard someone scream. "That must be Black, being tortured by Bella" Lucius smirked. "SIRIUS!!" Harry called. Lucius walked towards the end of the cell while Harry struggled, but managed to move. As they went in, the screams got louder and Harry felt a burning sensation in his scar.

When they came to the end, Harry was shocked to see Sirius tied to the wall with chains, his body, body covered with cuts, bruises and blood. he looked paler than ever. Harry felt tears running down his cheeks. "Ha-Harry, you sh-shouldn't be h-h-here!" Sirius said, hoarsely. "Sirius...You have to pull yourself, I'll help you.. Please.." Harry told him. Sirius nodded. There was a gush of wind and Lord Voldemort materialized. The moment he saw Harry, green flames burst from his wand and red flames from Harry's.

Harry's wheelchair was a perk to him. He felt secure in it. Five minutes passed by and the duel was still alive. Voldemort was winning. Harry felt vulnerable.

Ten minutes passed by, the duel went on, they both were corresponding to each other. There was a loud "pop"

Someone had entered. Harry didn't see who but he kept duelling.

Abruptly, another shot of lights entered their duel, it was Dumbeldore. Harry finally looked up go see Ron, Hermione, Ginny and the twins. "Go help him, leave this to me," Harry heard Dumbledore say in his usual deep and warm voice. Harry nodded and moved his wheelchair quickly towards Sirius.

"Sirius..." Harry called. "Alohomora!" Hermione incanted. Padfoot's chains broke and he fell to the floor in pain.

Fred and George picked Sirius and felt helpless to where to rest Sirius. "Place his here on my lap, I can't feel it anyway..." Harry offered after all, it was his godfather.

Suddenly Bellatrix came in out of nowhere. "Me and Ron will see her, Freddie, apparate them to St. Mungos, now!" George told Fred.

HARRY'S POV

I have never seen George so serious. I am so fortunate to have so loyal and supportive friends. Fred apparated us to St. Mungo's. We quickly went to the counter. Three wizards were there in front of us. "Excuse me, please help us first!" Hermione exclaimed. The witch asked, "And why is that?" Fred pushed my wheelchair and revealed Sirius. "Oh, I'm so sorry, please go straight and right and a healer will assist you!" She

instructed. Hermione nodded and we followed the instructions. When we reached there, "Harry! What are you doing here?" Healer Richard Carnell asked. "Oh, hello, Richard. It's Sirius!" I replied. "Here!" He said conjuring a stretcher. Fred helped me to help Sirius.

END OF HARRY'S POV

Healer Carnell took Sirius and George and Ron apparated in. "How is he, mate?" Ron asked. "Dunno..." Harry replied. Ginny came over rubbed Harry's shoulder and pushed his chair to the waiting room.

"Wait a minute! Where are Remus, Mr and Mrs. Weasley?" Hermione asked a few moments later. "We'll check the Burrow!" Fred offered. Harry nodded.

Fred and George apparated in the Burrow. "Mum!" George called, "Dad!" Fred called.

Molly came out of her room. "What is it, Fred, George?" The twins sighed. "Mum! Forty five minutes after you left, Malfoy came and took Harry to Sirius, Bellatrix Lestrange was torturing him. He is in St. Mungo's." Fred said. "I thought you were meeting Dumbeldore! He said you didn't meet him!" George said. Molly replied, "It was a full moon, dears...Remus had to transform so we came back as we all needed to talk together. Sirius said that he had some work. How is he?" Fred replied, "We don't know yet...let's go, we will get some news." The three apparated to St. Mungo's. They rushed to the waiting room and found the others. Dumbledore had arrived too. "Any news?" Molly asked, her voice breaking. Harry was too paranoid to answer so Ginny answered, "Nothing..." Molly sat down, thinking.

HARRY'S POV

I can't loose Sirius...I just can't. He's the only family I've got. I don't want him to go like Mum and Dad! I clutched my thighs so tightly but the pain never came and well yeah... it all clicked me, I was bloody paraplegic. The only person he liked to ask for help was Sirius. It would be so uncomfortable! But at a point, I want him to die than suffer. I went to sleep until Richard came out. "Harry how are you doing, son?" He asked. "Better..." I replied.

HARRY'S POV END

"I won't lie to you," said Healer Carnell, his voice, grave, "It's bad... He was saved in time. Forty-five to sixty minutes of torture shall not harm a person so gravely. The Healers and I have all we could but here are the results. Left lung collapsed, dislocated right shoulder, left cheek bone fractured and a few minor cuts and bruises." Harry was depressed, "When can I meet him?" Richard answered, "Whenever you're comfortable. One person at a time, Harry, no exceptions."