DISCLAIMER: HP belongs to JKR. The storyline, all new characters, new character development, new developments are my intellectual property. Glorioux

Punishment

Sirius let out a guffaw, "Partial sharing; I don't want to share my cousin, I heard you married."

Remus chuckled, advancing to him. They hugged and both had wet eyes. Remus whispered, "Begonia, her husband died, she is as beautiful as ever, and she is here." And louder, "Nah, Dora is no longer my wife. She was helping her nasty aunts."

Sirius' eyes narrowed, "I see, I see, this is a good time to return. Sharing is on, ah, yes, Peter is yours and mine. I have an idea on what to look for." They smiled conspiratorilly.

"We must find Peter and the scary cousins, I need to Apparate away. Remus, do you have a son? He also needs to be taken away." Sirius looked better already.

"He isn't here. He is well protected. The children and Draco are being watched and safe." With Rufus, the fierce blond wolf, Rabastan, and Sebus, all alert, they were on good hands.

"Someone show me where were they last." With those words, where Sirius stood, a large black dog took its place.

"No wonder I had so many problems," he looked at Hermione, "my brilliant daughter was helping the brave and unpredictable Gryffindors. I have the feeling that I would have lost the war." He seemed relieved things had turned out differently.

"Let's go," Sirius growled when several of the room occupants were no longer human but wolves. His ruff was fluffed, Remus laughed, "A lot you don't know yet. All is well. Just look at our favorite witch."

Sirius-padfoot stared at his favorite young witch, the daughter of his heart was now a powerful medium-size golden-wolf with a curly tail, and Fenrir, next to her, changed into a magnificent wolf.

After seeing Sirius walking backwards, Tom's sinister laughter filled the room, "I guess my daughter is a lot more than anyone could have guessed."

Sirius-Padfoot actually smiled and woof twice. He agreed, this time things would be fun. They went into the small room, and Tom pointed, "There."

Sirius went around a few times, smelled the corner of the room and coughed.

He changed back to his human form. "Does anybody know where the stink comes from? It smells of dead things."

"No, the smell is from the place being closed too long." Several people answered.

"Does this house have an old well?"

"Probably."

"It smells like something dead, maybe like stagnant water, but also not a sewer. Let's find it. Water acts like a natural barrier to hide from detection." He went to Remus and whispered; Remus nodded.

Remus invoked a silencing charm and went to talk to Tom and the others, the wolves listened.

"You are right, they must have left already. We can try to find the well and explore your theory. But you look tired, go to the Fortress, I will send someone with you." Tom sounded disappointed. He wasn't; it was an act. He knew that they were being spied on, just wasn't sure by whom.

Sirius went accompanied by one of the wolves. Tom decided not to take chances, the wizard looked weak.

"Let's go to the cellars to look. But," Tom looked at his daughter. "Darling go with your husband back to the Fortress, I want..."

"No, I stay. They abducted a young sweet innocent witch; they took Millie by force and made her afraid. Sadly, she cannot be totally Obliviated because she is too young; hence, she will be scared for a long time. Those two witches gave my grandparents to Dumbledore who murdered them on cold blood. Bella has tried to kill my Mom and me, I guess, since before I was born. She had my adoptive father killed and my mother hurt. That monster also tried to kill Sirius, she did, if not for Lucius. She killed and damaged many of my friends' relatives; she owes me one."

Hermione looked at Rodolphus who had stayed, Rabastan had gone back with Adeline, her sisters, Millie and Draco. "Maybe you should go back as well." She didn't trust him, neither did Tom.

Rodolphus' face was hard as stone. "I want to see her destroyed. I will never go back to her. I married her because..." he stopped when he heard a voice inside, Tom's.

"I wouldn't say that it was because of me. I have known for a long time; you have no chance; so if my wife finds out about you and that crazy witch...what we did together, you will die."

Rodolphus looked at Tom and shook his head, he knew better. "I never loved her, I had my reasons to marry her. It was my biggest mistake, she is sick. We had to endure much. Rabastan was tortured more than once, so believe me, I want to make sure she is really dead this time. I want to be the one who kills her, we have a life debt to settle."

He looked at Lucius with great sorrow, "Narcissa wanted to hurt you, it was over you loving Celeste. Bellatrix always wanting to make her beloved sister happy, took my parents prisoners. It happened around two months before she died. She and your wife, my good friend and brother of my heart, were, you know, very close."

Lucius nodded, he had been a coward; it was the past. He said nothing and listened.

"Rabastan never wanted to touch her, so she never conceived. It takes the two of us to impregnate a witch. That day your wife, Polyjuice as Bellatrix, forced Rabastan to join us, or my parents would die. We were both fed strong lust potions. When it was over, Bella came in the room looking like Narcissa. Both laughed like harpies, like hyenas sharing dead kill. In a few minutes we saw what had happened, your wife was the one with us; they had traded places.

He looked distraught, "There is more, I think they had done this before, they had trade places in the past. I wanted to kill her, she made me betray you. Believe me, I am certain that day was not their first time. I think you should know this because I believe that the child used for the soul transfer was ours, your wife carried a Lestrange baby. So, sorry, I am so very sorry."

Lucius seemed relieved, it didn't last, something crossed his mind, "When did it happen? Was it on Narcissa's birthday?"

Rodolphus nodded. The room was quiet, it all sounded twisted.

Lucius ran to a window and was sick. "That was the day I was fed a lust potion. So, I was with Bellatrix...it was bad enough when I thought I was with Narcissa." Now her words made sense. She had said something about unexpected gifts for the Black sisters. Rodolphus still had something to add.

"So you see, they probably killed a Lestrange child, our heir; thus, I have the right to kill her." Rodolphus was angry, Tom knew that Rodolphus was telling the truth. He had seen the images.

"Anyone can do it but you," Tom looked at his daughter, he was listening to her heated thoughts of revenge. "No my dear, there isn't a need to stain your soul."

They went into the cellars. They passed the storage rooms full of wine racks, liqueurs, ciders, caskets of Firewhisky, preserves, hams, and what not. The cellars went further. The wolves noses were stuck to the ground, smelling all the walls. Twice rodents ran in front of them, they met their quick death; not Peter, they were too small, mice not a rat.

They went thru moth-ball areas, not in use since ever. Everyone not in wolf form, held their wands in front of them. Remus pointed to a door. It blended with the scuffed walls. He had the feeling that he was being allowed to 'see' it. Someone else opened it with their wand.

The door opened to steep stone steps, very old ones. They descended into a large open area piled with wooden crates. Hermione pulled out her wand to reveal the contents. Painted tiles, planks of hard woods, sheets of metals, and other items, possibly construction materials. Two were filled with old weapons.

The walls were made of natural stone, the ground covered with colored tiles, dusty and dirty, making it possible to see the foot-prints all over the place. There were long tables covered with all sorts of implements, cooking and otherwise. On a side wall, they saw a large hearth with a flue going thru the ceiling up to the roof.

"This was maybe a hide out, or a hidden potions room, I wonder why nobody found it before?" Remus asked.

"Because nobody was looking, or because it didn't want to be found." Lear answered, he had many ideas.

Fenrir stood in his human form. "I can smell something bad around here. If I am not mistaken, we could be right below the area of the place were we found Millie."

He walked to the old hearth, looked, and moved backwards, "Darling, don't go in there," he held Hermione already on her way to check.

Harry went to look. "I was afraid of that." He looked at Lucius who acknowledged with a quick nod.

"We read that the transfer ritual requires a potion made out...forget it. There are human remains, of a young woman. It is still looking fresh, because of the dark magic. It is gruesome." Harry pointed the wand, murmured an enchantment and sealed the body in a bag.

"The smell was going up either a flue or somet..." He put his finger to his lips. He called them with one finger.

Goyle, Remus and a couple of wolves approached. Harry showed them. Deep inside the hearth there were steps going up; Remus shrugged his shoulders, as in, maybe.

Further away from the tile area now illuminated with large torches, they could hear water moving.

"I think the house was built over old caves, perhaps to have access to underground water." Tom remarked. He indicated the small lake, and a magical system of pumps and pipes to bring the water up.

Lucius, Tom and Remus, saw 'it' at the same time. The wall was uneven near the water, where trickles of magic where reflected of the water, just like Sirius said. It made them difficult to locate. The sought pair were waiting it out.

They invoked a silencing charm so they could talk and approach unannounced.

"But how did he know that this was in here?" Hermione wondered aloud.

Lear, who was very quiet, answered. "There are many of these amphitheaters around with this type of layout. We have them in several of our places. During the raid, those of us that were able to hide in them, were saved..." He stopped, the memories of that day were never far away; he was healing but still hurting.

"Yes, the rat had help. But don't worry, his help is gone now." The sorrow of one more death weighed heavily upon him. He should have sent the wayward wolf far away instead, but it was past, time to move forward.

They discussed how to do it, they wanted to grab Peter and take him on a cage. As for Narcissa/Bellatrix, they had no choice. You couldn't kill Bella without killing Narcissa. They couldn't let Bella go away and needed to destroy her once and for all.

Tom turned around in a fluid motion and pointed his wand. At the same time he Apparated by the fake wall, along with several of them.

Harry and Greg had their brooms so they flew right above, to prevent the pair from flying .

As soon as the fake wall came down they saw Peter and Narcissa who stood with their wands pointed. They cast unforgivables immediately, but nothing happened.

Lear shook his head. He a had powers beyond their magic. He had frozen their magic powers, but it wouldn't last.

"You are trapped," Tom pointed his hand and brought them forward.

"Lucius, I am your wife."

"You are despicable, you and your sister must die." He didn't want to listen.

Their magic was returning, Peter turned into a rat and scurried towards the dark. A large wolf pounced on him, not meaning to kill him but to trap him, unfortunately the ground was wet and slippery, and the wolf fell on top of the rat.

Remus cursed, "No, it is not enough." He saw the rat probably crushed and dead.

Not dead, he turned into Peter, it wasn't a pretty sight. He was alive, "You idiots...I win...she cannot be killed. Remus the last one alive, my only regret is that I didn't get you. All the other Marauders gone. Kill me or give me a pain potion."

"No, wrong, Sirius is back." Harry was glad to tell him.

"Kill me."

Nobody listened, he was secured so he couldn't escape.

Narcissa was begging Lucius, telling him how much she loved him. He looked at her with dead eyes, he pointed the wand, Rodolphus was looking at her, "You are an evil monster; I think that you bet you were the most likely to get killed, or who knows what perverted, twisted game you played, you used my child..."

The voice that came out of Narcissa froze everyone, it was Bellatrix, "Darling, you are so wrong." And you dear brother," she looked at Lucius with malevolent eyes, "haven't you thought about something of yours I might had? If so blame the cow Weasley. No tears, it was put to a good use, it helped my transition. By the way, no wonder Cissy wanted you; you are built like a prize stallion, I told her so every time we played our roles. Tell Draco that he didn't inherit from you, but maybe not, the insipid lad doesn't remember his auntie."

Lucius' eyes filled with tears, his teeth were clenched, his magic was angry, he was a cauldron ready to explode. Her implications were clear, she had made him aware. He understood how Bella had used him, he had been a pawn in a nefarious game. The evil witch had insinuated the unthinkable, that she was carrying his baby to be used as fodder in a necromancy ritual. Poor Draco, violated by his aunt, thank god that he wasn't there, he didn't need to know.

Tom was ready to down her if she were to reveal their twisted three way encounters, but his turn hadn't come yet. He needed to wait his turn; she had something else to say first. She moved her eyes to him, her eyes full of poison; she just muttered, "Mine, wait."

She wasn't done, she turned towards Rodolphus, her smile was venomous, "You said child," she clicked her teeth in derision, "but darling, I am so strong because Lucius' spawn was used to get me started, and there were two other life sources, twin Lestrange babes, their life energy was invigorating, thanks."

Rodolphus screamed like a wounded animal, pointed his wand, and nothing, neither out of Lucius', whose face was a death mask, others tried as well without results. The implications were hideous and toxic. She was pure evil and needed to die. She noticed that nobody could move and laughed triumphantly.

Her back was to the pond, so she didn't see her approaching doom. A giant reptilian head rose out the lake; in one fast move, it picked up Narcissa. Her screams of agony were horrible until Lear called for blessed silence. Peter and Narcissa's sounds of agony would be hard to forget.

The thing cut the witch's body in half and spitted it back on the ground; blood gruesomely sprayed everywhere, she was near dead. The eyes were full of hatred, not showing an ounce of regret; it was clear that she thought the game wasn't over yet.

It was, the moment the eyes had closed, the monster spit a long flame of blue fire, and the body burned to a crisp. They all saw two ghostly forms circling around, probably a last try to look for another host, but soon, they broke apart into a shower of dust.

The monster never took its eyes away from them. It had one more task to accomplish. After the monster spit another flame, Peter was gone; with that, it was done and went under the water.

They were all frozen in place. Before they were unfrozen, there was a final act; the pond was still and dark, but for a small spot of bright light; it had a purpose, it enabled them to see a small lizard come out the small lake, the same coloring of the monster, same head; it ran and hid in the cracks. Now, it was all over.

They comprehended, whatever was there didn't want more deaths further staining their soul. It had to be done, the abomination that was Bellatrix couldn't be allowed to continue. As long as it was, the life of some of last of the L'orc was endangered, and that couldn't be. The sister was collateral damage, but she had made a choice.

After witnessing the witch's demise, Tom was never gladder that he had found his redeeming love. He needed their love, thus he held his witches close to him.

He walked to Rodolphus, "Take this chance to find happiness. Sorry about your children. Hope you find a good witch, mine have been my way out the darkness. For now, everyone needs to forget."

Rodolphus nodded, he still had to tell Rabastan.

Hermione pulled away from Tom, went to Rodolphus and hugged him. She said nothing and only touched his face.

She then moved to hug Lucius, who stood in place, frozen and cold. He had done much for her, so she tiptoed and kissed his cheek. Afterwards, she held his hand, "Let's go and see Millie and Draco. Maybe she still has some cake." She offered her other hand to Rodolphus and started to walk.

Her father looked at her with pride. She was a warrior with a kind heart. This was not over, there were still enemies, thus, he would feel better when his family was in the Fortress.

"Let's go." He told the others, "we are done here. We will come back later. There is a wedding party still going on."

Fenrir was subdued. All he wanted was to go back and hold his witch. His jealousy was in check, she was doing her job as his wife. She was their highest female and a good one at that.

He held his father's arm, and they Apparated back to the Fortress. His father was withdrawn, he could use being around the pups. Tonight by the blue moons the she-wolves would be released, it was more important than ever. Besides, it would gladden his father's heart.

Everyone understood that there was something else around this house; but nobody wanted to ask questions, maybe later. The horror scene was too fresh in their minds. Time to party and celebrate life.