Thanks for reading and reviewing! This chapter will probably be the climax of the story. This chapter is a tad dark and heavy. Also, there will be a sort of anxious Harry. He did have a very scary experience with Voldemort in the graveyard, so he's bound to have some trauma/anxiety/flashbacks from it.

Snape stared back into Sirius's eyes with an intense look of resentment. The room was quiet for a minute until Remus spoke up.

"Sirius, I'm sure it can wait until tomorrow. I really should be getting back to my room…" He stuttered.

Tonks rubbed his shoulders. "Remus hasn't been feeling so good, Sirius. He needs his rest."

Sirius didn't seem to hear them. His gaze was fixed upon Snape.

"Don't worry, this won't take long Remus. I have a few questions for our dear old friend Severus. Since he cannot lie, there are some things I would really like to know the truth about."

Snape's face showed no emotion. He looked stiff and unafraid.

"I hope you have not forgotten that you are also under the affects of the vertiuserum. How unfortunate would it be for everyone here to learn a few unpleasant truths about you?" He replied.

Hermione turned to Harry. "I'm going to find Moody, things are getting out of hand." She whispered. As she was about to leave, Harry held her back.

"No Hermione, this is what we wanted. They need to settle this on their own now." Harry whispered.

"Not exactly! We wanted Moody to be here in case a fight broke out so he could.."

Hermione began, accidentally speaking loud enough for everyone to hear.

Sirius stopped her. "Don't worry you clever girl. Severus and I will hand our wands over to Tonks during our little chat and then there will be no foul play. Won't you Snape?"

Snape accepted the challenge and nodded. They handed over their wands to Tonks. She reluctantly took them and held them behind her back. Remus sighed. He was truly disappointed that the rivalry between Black and Snape had continued into adulthood. He had long hoped for peace, but it seemed that these times would not allow it.

Sirius turned to Severus with a mocking glance.

"Ready to begin Severus?" He prodded.

"Very much so." Snape replied coldly.

Sirius's left his face as he asked the first question.

"If I remember correctly, you were absent at graduation, weren't you? Where were you on such an important day?"

Snape's eyes widened a bit. Harry realized what Sirius was alluding to. He was wondering about when Snape became a death eater, what he did, and if he still was. This conversation could go into a very dark direction, but Harry was curious to hear the answers himself.

"I was in Knockturn Alley." He said slowly. It was apparent that he did not want to say, and he was struggling to answer. The serum forced the truth out, no matter how hard the victim struggled to hide it.

"Oh, lovely place to hang out isn't it? What were you doing there?" Sirius continued.

Once more, Snape struggled to spit out the answer. "Being inducted." He said.

"Inducted? How interesting Severus. What was it you were being inducted to?"

"Sirius please, this can't lead to any good." Remus pleaded. Sirius ignored him.

"I was inducted to.." Snape tried to hold his hand over his mouth and muffle the words that came out, but in vain. "the death eater's inner circle."

Hermione gasped. Tonk's eyes widened. Remus pleaded for Sirius to stop.

Snape looked utterly humiliated. Harry never thought that he would see such shame on his face. Harry wondered if he truly did regret joining the death eaters. As heavy as this conversation was, it was pretty amusing.

Snape recovered and his face returned cold and expressionless. "Now its my turn Black!" He hissed. "How does it feel to be of no use whatsoever to the Order? Does it feel good Black?" Snape said coldly.

Black's face reddened. "It makes me feel..helpless..worthless." He choked out, much to Snape's amusement.

"Aw, now why is that? I would think you might enjoy being in your cozy little home. Not all of us were so fortunate to be so spoiled and adored." Snape said dryly.

Sirius cringed. He had sudden flashbacks of the terrible home life he had endured as a boy.

"This place was never cozy to me. It was always a prison! My parents never adored me… I was their biggest disappointment." Sirius answered. He looked like he was in pain, and Remus placed a friendly hand on his shoulder.

Snape raised an eyebrow. He did not know much about Black's home life. He knew that Black came from money. His family was just the ordinary pureblood family who lived lavishly beyond his wildest dreams. Never had he thought that Black wasn't adored.

"How so?" Snape continued.

"I refused to give into their crazed beliefs on blood purity. They disowned me."

Snape only nodded. He also knew what it felt like to be disowned. He thought about his unhappy home growing up. His mother was always too depressed to take good care of him. His father was always too drunk to take care of the family. Could it really be true that he and Black had something in common?

"Severus please, can't you see your upsetting him? Enough." Remus asked.

"Be quiet, Remus I'm done with him." Snape mumbled.

"But I am certainly not done with you!" Said Sirius.

"How many lives have you taken Snape, while you were still dedicated to your precious master?"

Tonks gasped. Hermione covered her ears, not wanting to hear the insidious crimes of her potions master.

"None" Snape replied.

Sirius frowned. "Really? Are you sure?"

"Not directly…"

"Not directly, please do explain." Sirius prodded.

"I was a spy, I…I…maybe some information I passed on..lead to.."

Sirius's expression turned very stern. "We always knew you would do terrible things Snape, even when we were children. We were right about you!" He growled.

Harry shivered. Seeing his godfather this angry and cold sent shivers down his spine. Harry didn't want to hear anymore. He didn't want to think of people getting killed. He didn't want to think of the war, or Voldemort, or the death eaters. He had flashbacks of the night in the graveyard and sunk to the floor, covering his eyes. All this was too much for him. There was far too much darkness for him to handle alone. He felt Hermione's warms arms around him.

"Harry what's wrong?" She cooed. Soon Tonks joined in on the embrace and Remus ruffled his hair.

"He was there…" Harry choked out. "The graveyard…cedric…my parents…" Harry choked out between heavy breaths. "He's going to kill me…. he's…he's.."

"Sshhhh, your safe here Harry. Calm down its okay, your safe." Tonks said sweetly.

"Hermione, please take Harry upstairs. He's heard enough. Let him lay down." Sirius asked.

Tonks and Hermione eased Harry off the floor and onto his feet.

"No, I'm fine. Please, just let me sit down I don't need your help." Harry said. He had to appear brave. He was the chosen one, he couldn't be so afraid in front of everyone. If the one person who could defeat Voldemort was terrified, then how frightened would everyone else be?

Harry nudged them off him and sat down on the couch besides Remus. They continued to urge him to go relax, but he refused.

"Just give me some space." He muttered.

Tonks sat next to him and tried to put her arm around his shoulders, but he inched away.

"Stop coddling the boy, Nymphadora. The last thing he needs is more attention." Snape remarked.

"Shut up Snape! If anyone is trying to get attention around here it's you! You just love to pick at other people's old wounds!" Black said in Harry's defense.

"And what about you Black? You went around hexing people for attention? Did you not?"

Sirius tried to make a nasty comeback, but the serum kicked in.

"Yes I did."

"Ahh, and what pleasure you took from bullying anyone you deemed an oddball! You were nothing but a mean bully, weren't you Black?"

"Yes." Black replied. "But I was only a teenager! I made mistakes, and I do regret them!"

"Most teenagers do not attempt murder Black! Why don't you tell everyone why you told me about the shrieking shack!"

"I wanted to scare you to leave us alone..or..or…"

"Go on, spit it out!"

"Teach you a lesson."

"Teach a lesson? Because it is perfectly normal to lead someone into the clutches of a werewolf on a full moon! You wanted nothing more than for Remus to tear me limb from limb! Admit it Black, loud enough for everyone here! If I died that night, you would feel no remorse!"

"I felt it served you right at the time… but I would feel remorse for causing your death." Sirius responded.

Snape snorted. "You never felt any remorse for what you put me through in school! You were popular, good looking, rich, and you just had to rub that in everyone else's faces didn't you Black? For what reason did you go out of your merry way to make my life hell?"

"I was just supporting James. Like him, I hated the dark arts. You reminded me of my family. They believed in the same blood nonsense and loved dark magic. I was an idiot back then! I am not proud of what I did." Black said.

Just then, Hermione heard a heavy breathing sound. She thought that Harry might be crying again, but to her surprise he was calmly watching Snape and Black go back and forth with questions. It was Remus who was starting to breathe heavy.

"Lupin, are you okay?" She asked. Harry turned to Remus and looked very concerned.

"Hermione, how long did you say before that potion will be ready…" He asked.

"A couple more hours, Harry." She said nervously.

"I don't think we have that long Hermione." Harry said.

Lupin looked up at them. "Please, just leave me. I'll be okay."

"Remus you look awful." Tonks commented.

Snape and Black were too caught up to notice Lupin's predicament.

"I feel remorse for what I did! Now you tell me you feel any for your blunders! Why did Dumbledore really absolve you Severus? Why did you change sides?" Sirius demanded.

"I have spent my entire life owning up to my mistakes! I told him about the prophecy..,that Lily..the potters..were in danger…"

Sirus's eyes widened. "What?" He whispered.

"And I agreed to spy for him if he kept them..her..safe." Snape finished, looking very out of breath.

"How can that be? You hated James?" Sirius asked, completely shocked by what he was hearing. "Why would you care about what happened to him?"

"I didn't care! I only cared for…loved…"

Snape's answer was never heard. His voice was drowned out by a Hermione's horrified scream. The two turned to see Lupin, writhing in pain. His body was growing more and more demeanted and wolf like. His teeth were sharpening, his nails growing.

The change was happening. Right now, in this room full of people.

Everyone backed away from Lupin, except for Sirius.

"Tonks give me my wand now! We have to tie him up" He demanded. Tonks tossed him his wand, but it was far too late.

There in the corner, amidst the flickering candlelight was a bloody thirsty werewolf. His horrible yellow eyes glowed in the darkness. Rows of crooked knife like teeth gleamed in his open mouth, which came down hard and closed on Sirius's shoulder.