Last Chapter!
Grimmauld Place had been transformed into a war ground. Harry shot many spells at the death eaters surrounding him and in his greatest attempt to save his Godfather, used an unforgivable curse…crucio.
"YOU WILL NOT WALK AWAY ALIVE, SIRIUS BLACK!" Lucius shouted above the crackling of spells, "I WILL GET YOU WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!"
Harry turned around to see his Godfather, the death eaters who had targeted him lying across the floor in excruciating pain thanks to crucio. Sirius was sitting awkwardly on the floor, attempting to regain control of the situation, but was obviously too weak.
At that moment, the Minister apparated before Harry's eyes, and shot Lucius a look of anger; Lucius was not to kill Sirius, only harm him. However, Sirius was not in any position to fight. The same conversation was spinning the Lucius's head:
"You will do the deed Lucius?" The Dark Lord, Voldemort, whispered through his weak state.
"Yes, my Lord, I will kill Harry Potter."
"You understand the consequences should you fail?"
"Yes, my Lord. Draco will be summoned and sentenced to a torturous death," Lucius frowned. It was then that he knew he would go to any length to kill the boy, even if that meant him losing his job at the ministry.
"Imperio!" Lucius screeched, casting the unforgivable curse on the Minister. He knew what he had to do, the curse was there, in his head, ready to slip from his mouth, when Sirius Black shot him with crucio. It was so painful that Lucius crumpled to a heap on the floor and quickly retreated back to his Master.
However, it was too late. Sirius knew what he had to do, and he knew that it would have consequences to his own life. He had to do what Lily and James did, and now, looking at his Godson staring so boldly into his eyes, he understood why he had to do it. Sirius could not save the wizarding world, but Harry Potter could.
"AVADA KEDA-," The Minister began, aiming his wand directly at Harry, but before could finish the curse, Sirius had muttered the very same curse at the Minister. Within a flash, the Minister was dead. Sirius really was a murderer now, but that didn't matter. He had saved Harry. Sirius dropped to the floor, all life slowly dying, his gaze becoming more and more distant, until he was gone. Harry could not believe it. He screamed, he shouted, he cried, until Dumbledore, upon hearing the situation from the portrait, turned up to rescue him. Sirius was gone. He had vowed never to kill the Minister, in Azkaban months previous. He had broken that vow, and so had to suffer the punishment…death. He had given his own life to save Harry's, so the young wizard could grow up to be a hero. It was his Godfather's duty.
