Okay here we go

I rewrote this chapter over and over again, it just came a time that if I didn't say stop I never would have posted.

Sirius and Atria we'll be reunited in this chapter (kind of). But I hope you enjoy it, I loved writing these scenes.

All expect Atria belong to jk rowling.

As the end of the school year at Hogwarts draws near I would just like to thank those who followed and favourited this story, I write for you.

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If you had asked Harry Potter how this day would go he would have told you a completely different turn of events. He would have had finished his exams, celebrate with his housemates and then go to the feast that followed that evening. But as it turns out that is not at all how his day would go.

Ron chased after the rat running down from the hut.

"Scabbers come back!" He yelled chasing after the huge rat.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other before followed at a sprint. "Ron!" Harry shouted coming into the clearing his eyes widening as Ron punted catching the rat in his hands under the great swaying tree.

Ron looked up from his rat before a look of our dread spread across his features his finger trembled as he pointed behind harry " harry, Hermione run its the grim!"

Harry turned quickly to see the growling beast behind him. It ran toward them, like a shadow, an enormous, pale-eyed, jet-black dog. But sped right past them making an enormous leap. It snatched Ron leg making the boy scream out, but it kept dragging Ron away as easily as though he were a rag doll.

Harry and Hermione tried to keep up but the black dog kept dragging until they disappeared under the tree. "RON!" Harry screamed as his friends cried disappeared into the deep depths of the tunnel.

"Ron!" Harry shouted, trying to follow, but a heavy branch whipped lethally through the air and he was forced backward, He heard Hermione shriek with pain and fall too. They could still hear the echoes of Ron cries for help and new they did not have a lot of time.

Come on harry said standing and helping Hermione rise before charging at the tree again. They dodged the waving arms of the tree that seemed desperate to not let them pass.

Covered in bruises, Harry dove, finally passing the large whomping willow.

He landed on the murky ground of the tunnel letting out of huff of ain as he was winded, he was not yet standing when Hermione came flying down soon after landing on top of him, " I'm sorry," she said apologetically before quickly climbing off of him.

"Where does this go?" Hermione asked looking down the dark tunnel.

Harry pulled his wand from his pocket, "Lumos," he whispered before moving up the tunnel, "Come on, and keep your wand out."

The tunnel began to rise, moments later it twisted. Harry could see a patch of dim light through a small opening. Both raised their wands to see what lay beyond.

It was a room, a very disordered, dusty room. Paper was peeling from the walls; there were stains all over the floor; every piece of furniture was broken as though somebody had smashed it. The windows were all boarded up.

Harry pulled himself out of the hole, staring around. The room was deserted, but a door to their right stood open, leading to a shadowy hallway.

They heard Ron's cries and new they where close. Quietly as they could, they crept out into the hall and up the crumbling staircase. Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust except the floor, where a wide shiny stripe had been made by something being dragged upstairs.

They followed the trail and it eventually led them to a door, Wand held tightly before him, Harry kicked the door wide open. Ron as seated on an old mouldy couch, looking panicked in the corner.

Harry and Hermione dashed across to him."Ron, are you okay?"

"Where's the dog?"

"Not a dog," Ron said His teeth were gritted with pain.

"Harry, it's a trap," he moaned out in pain,

"What?" Harry tried to ask

Ron raised a tumbling finger pointing to the corner of the room, "He's the dog . . . he's an Animagus. "

With a snap, the man in the shadows closed the door behind them.

A mass of filthy, matted hair hung to his elbows. If eyes hadn't been shining out of the deep, dark sockets, he might have been a corpse. The waxy skin was stretched so tightly over the bones of his face, it looked like a skull. His yellow teeth were bared in a grin. It was Sirius Black.

The grim, the dark omen that had overshadowed him the whole year, had finally stepped out from the shadows.

"If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too," Hermione said defiantly stepping in front of Harry as Sirius Black moved in slowly.

"No," he said in a low voice, "only one will die tonight."

"Then it will be you!" Harry cried rushing out from behind Hermione and tackling Sirius to the ground, his year in Azkaban prison had made him weak, weak to the point he couldn't defend himself against a 13 yearly boy.

Sirius laughed a mad laugh as he stared up at the boy, who looked so much like his father it hurt "Are you going to kill me, Harry?"

Harry drew his wand pointing at Sirius but before he could utter a curse he was hit by someone else spell.

"Expelliarmus!" Lupin shouted. Harry's wand flew once more out of his hand; so did the two Hermione was holding. Lupin caught them all deftly, then moved into the room.

He walked closer with caution giving a quick nod to Harry to get off of Sirius, his eyes remaining on his close friend. "Well, well Sirius, looking rather rigid aren't we, finally the flesh reflects the madness within?"

Sirius laughed, "Well You'd know all about the madness within wouldn't you Remus?"

Of course, Sirius would use this time to make another joke about his lycanthropy, Remus smiled down knowing that not all of Sirius's mind was gone. He held out his hand and Sirius took it gleefully wrapping his arms around Remus in a tight hug.

"I found him," Sirius whispered.

"I know."

"Let's get him."

"I DON'T BELIEVE IT!" Hermione screamed.

Lupin let go of Sirius and turned to her. She had raised herself off the floor staring at Remus wild-eyed.

"Hermione," Remus said holding his arms up cautiously.

"You and him!"

"Hermione, calm down." Remus said cautiously, "I didn't tell anyone!" Hermione shrieked. "I've been covering up for you."

"Hermione, listen to me, please!" Lupin shouted. "I can explain."

"He's a werewolf!" Hermione said viciously, "that why he's been missing classes!"

Lupin stopped dead. Then, with an obvious effort, he turned to Hermione and said, "How long have you known?"

"When Snape set the essay. . . ."

Lupin smiled bitterly, you know you really are one of the brightest witches iv ever met of your age."

Harry could feel himself shaking, not with fear, but with a fresh wave of fury. "I trusted you," he shouted at Lupin, his voice wavering out of control, "Atria trusted you!" harry cried and Sirius flinched at the mention of her name, "and all this time you've been his friend!"

Harry was furious his favourite teacher, a man he trusted, a man Atria trusted had betrayed them. "YOU'VE BEEN HELPING HIM ALL THE TIME!" Harry yelled

"No, I have not!" Remus insisted.

"If you haven't been helping him," Harry asked, with a furious glance at Black, "how did you know he was here?"

"The map," said Lupin. "The Marauder's Map. I was in my office examining it."

"You know how to work it?" Harry said suspiciously.

"Of course I know how to work it," said Lupin, waving his hand impatiently. "I helped write it. I'm Moony that was my friends' nickname for me at school, I saw you all and that's why I'm here now."

"Enough talk Remus, I want him," Sirius said his patience growing thin.

"Sirius wait!" Remus tried.

"I did my waiting!" Sirius yelled his voice shaking as he thought of all the time he had lost, "Twelve years of it, in Azkaban!"

Remus shook his head, he looked between Harry and Sirius before he held the wand out for Sirius to take, "Alright, But Harry needs to know why?"

"I know why," Harry said, "he's a death eater, he betrayed my parents, he's the reason they're dead!"

"No that's where you wrong," said Lupin, nodding. "I believed it myself until you said you saw Pettigrew on the map."

"Pettigrew's dead, he killed him. The map must have been lying." Harry said heedlessly.

"No." Remus said shaking his head "the Marauder's map never lies. The man who betrayed your parents, Ron's holding him Harry."

"Expeliarmus!" a voice yelled and the wand in Sirius's hand went flying. Everyone turned their attention to the door and snape moved swiftly in the room.

"Vengeance is very sweet," Snape breathed at Sirius whose eyes at widened at the sight of his old school nemesis. "How I hoped I would be the one to catch you."

"Severus, you're making a mistake," Remus held up his hands in surrender before urgently saying. "You haven't heard everything, I can explain, Sirius is not here to kill Harry."

"Two more for Azkaban tonight," said Snape, his eyes now gleaming fanatically. "I shall be interested to see how Dumbledore takes this. He was quite convinced you were harmless, you know, Lupin, a tame werewolf."

"Snape," Remus tried to begin to reason but grew nervous as Snape's wand flicked between Sirius and him.

"I've told the headmaster that you're helping your old friend Black into the castle, Lupin, and here's the proof. "

Black started toward Snape, "Brilliant Snape, once again you put your keen and penetrating mind to the task and as usual, come to the wrong conclusion, now if you'll excuse us Remus and I have some unfinished business to attend to."

Snape pointed his wand straight between Black's eyes. "Give me a reason," he whispered. "Give me a reason to do it, and I swear I will." Black stopped dead. It would have been impossible to say which face showed more hatred.

"Severus don't be a fool," Remus said timidly.

"He can't help it, its habit by now."

"Sirius be quiet!"

"Be quiet yourself Remus!"

"Listen to you two quarrelling like an old married couple," Snape jested but Sirius moved dangerously close before hissing back at him, "Why don't you run along and play with your chemistry set." Snape's wand tapped against sire's forehead making the man back away in fear. Snape looked over to Remus, "And just think Lupin after all that time, she'll never trust you again after this." Snape said coldly, catching the look of hurt in Remus' eyes as he thought of Atria.

"You fool," said Lupin softly. "Is a schoolboy grudge worth putting an innocent man back inside Azkaban?"

Snape's expression turned fierce with anger at the mere mention of his past with the marauders. "Stupefy!" He yelled, his wand pointed at Remus who flew into the wall, Remus slid to the floor, still conscious, as he moaned in pain.

Sirius backed away in surrender as Snape's aim was turned back to him, "As long as this boy brings his rat up to the castle," he jerked his head at Ron, "I'll come quietly."

"Up to the castle?" said Snape silkily. "I don't think we need to go that far. All I have to do is call the dementors once we get out of the Willow. They'll be very pleased to see you, Black, pleased enough to give you a little kiss, I daresay. . . ."

What little colour there was in Black's face left it.

"You.. you've got to hear me out," he croaked. "The rat, look at the rat!"

Harry's wand hand twinged as his grip tightened, he had to know and Snape could stop him. "Expelliarmus!" he yelled. There was a blast that made the door rattle on its hinges; Snape was lifted off his feet and slammed into the wall, then slid down it to the floor, a trickle of blood oozing from under his hair. He had been knocked out.

"We attacked a teacher." Hermione whimpered, staring at the lifeless Snape with frightened eyes. "Oh, we're going to be in so much trouble "

"Who was it!" harry said point his wand at Remus, "Who betrayed them if it wasn't him!" Harry demanded, pointing over to Sirius who inched away at the words.

"Peter Pettigrew," Remus said rising to his feet shakily, "You see Harry he was our friend."

"But he's dead!"

"No, he's not, he's right there!" Sirius said pointing over to Ron.

"Me?" Ron exclaimed.

"No, not you, Your rat!" Sirius screamed, "He's missing a toe isn't he?"

"So?" Ron screeched in outrage.

The realisation washed over Harry like cold water, "All they could find of Pettigrew was his finger."

Sirius nodded moving closer and closer to Ron, his eyes locked on the rat in his arms, "The dirty bastard cut it off so everyone would think he was dead and then transformed himself,"

"But you where the secret keeper," Harry said, how could it had been Peter when everyone was sure it had been Sirius.

"No! We made everyone think it was me but I was the obvious choice, the death eater would have suspected it was me immediately. At the time we thought there was a spy in the order so we changed it, your father and I decided to ask Peter and yes I am guilty of their deaths Harry I am because it should have been me!" He finished powerfully his chest heaving with deep breaths.

"I can only believe that why I knew nothing about this," Remus said sadly looking over to Sirius," you thought I was the spy."

Sirius bowed his head, ashamed, "I'm sorry Remus."

Remus smiled sadly back up at him, "I forgive you if you forgive me, for not believing in you."

"Of course Remus," Sirius said softly.

"Show me," Harry demanded,

Sirius looked to Harry before swiftly moving to Ron.

"What are you doing!" Ron cried as Sirius snatched at the rat which Ron held onto tightly

"Give it to him Ron!"

Sirius held Pettigrew in his hold marvelling at him, finally, after twelve years of imprisonment, freedom was so close. The rat struggled and screeched in Sirius' hold, Remus' wand was trained on the rat as Sirius placed it down.

The spells flew, missing the rat as it scurried away quickly until finally, one hit it mark. In mere seconds the rat expanded, its skin stretching before a man landed loudly on the floor with a screech, His thin, colourless hair was unkempt, He had the shrunken appearance of a plump man who has lost a lot of weight in a short time. His skin looked grubby, and something of the rat lingered around his pointed nose and his very small, watery eyes.

"S...Sirius, R…Remus." Even Pettigrew's voice was squeaky. Again, his eyes darted toward the door. "My friends, my old friends."

He moved fast diving for the door but Sirius and Remus blocked his way pushing him back

"Remus please, He's come to try and kill me again!" Pettigrew squeaked, pointing at Sirius, and Harry saw that he used his middle finger, because his index was missing. "He killed Lily and James and now he's going to kill me too, You've got to help me, Remus."

"You don't believe this — this madness, Remus, Me, a spy, he must be out of your mind, Never, don't know how you can say such a thing"

"Lily and James only made you Secret-Keeper because I suggested it," Sirius hissed, so venomously that Pettigrew took a step backward. "It must have been the finest moment of your miserable life, telling Voldemort you could hand him the Potters."

"Remus!" Pettigrew squeaked, turning to Lupin instead, writhing imploringly in front of him. "You don't believe this, wouldn't Sirius have told you they'd changed the plan?"

"Believe me," croaked Sirius. "Believe me, Harry. I never betrayed James and Lily. I would have died before I betrayed them." And at long last, Harry believed him. Throat too tight to speak, Harry nodded, his eyes locking with his godfather pleading ones, he did believe him, he did. Sirius Black, his godfather was innocent, Peter Pettigrew lived and escaped after betraying his parents while Sirius rotted away in Azkaban. Peter Pettigrew was the reason that not only he grew up without parents but Atria as well.

Pettigrew turned on his knees, staggered forward, and seized the hem of Hermione's robes, "Sweet girl, clever girl, yo..you won't let them. Help me."

Hermione pulled her robes out of Pettigrew's clutching hands and backed away against the wall, looking horrified.

Pettigrew knelt, trembling uncontrollably, and turned his head slowly toward Harry. "Harry, Harry, you look just like your father, just like him."

"HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO HARRY?" roared Black. "HOW DARE YOU FACE HIM? HOW DARE YOU TALK ABOUT JAMES IN FRONT OF HIM?"

"You sold Lily and James to Voldemort!" Remus demanded, "Don't deny it!"

Pettigrew shook in place, backing further and further away. His voice shook with manic nerves as he twitched like the rat he was. "Sirius, Sirius, what could I have done? The Dark Lord . . . you have no idea . . . he has weapons you can't imagine. . . . I was scared, Sirius, I was never brave like you and Remus and James. I never meant it to happen. . . . He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named forced me —"

"DON'T LIE!" Sirius bellowed his wand trained on Peter. "YOU'D BEEN PASSING INFORMATION TO HIM FOR A YEAR BEFORE LILY AND JAMES DIED! YOU WERE HIS SPY!"

"He.. he was taking over everywhere!" gasped Pettigrew. "Wh..what was there to be gained by refusing him?"

"What was there to be gained?" Sirius demanded his eyes red with a terrible fury in his face, not backing away or giving into Peter's excuses, "Innocent lives, Peter!"

"You don't understand!" whined Pettigrew. "He would have killed me, Sirius. what would you have done?!"

"I WOULD HAVE DIED, AS YOU SHOULD HAVE!" He roared. "YOU SHOULD HAVE DIED RATHER THAN BETRAY YOUR FRIENDS, AS WE WOULD HAVE DONE FOR YOU!"

Sirius and Remus stood shoulder to shoulder, wands raised.

"You should have realized," said Remus said quietly, "if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would."

"BUT YOU WON'T!" Peter screamed at them, his voice still trembling as he shook. He let out a little giggle as Sirius glared at him. "You won't!" He whispered dangerously his eyes trained on Sirius Black.

"AND WHY NOT," Sirius demanded his wand handshaking.

Peter's fingers twitched as a gleeful light filled his eyes, "Such a pretty girl," He whispered.

"What?" Remus asked.

"Atria," Peter answered, "she's very pretty."

Sirius' wand dropped from his hand and he dived forward, wrapping his hands around Peter's neck, who yelped in surprise. "DON'T EVER TALK ABOUT MY DAUGHTER!" he yelled in the mans face, spit flying as his hands tightened dangerously around Peter's neck.

Peter started to scream in panic and Sirius' grip did not relent until Remus pulled him off the shrieking man.

"Sirius, that's enough!" Remus yelled pulling Sirius back roughly.

Sirius huffed angrily his face the picture of anger but Pettigrew did not stop there.

"She looks a lot like you," Peter said cruelly, Sirius moved quickly for his wand screaming angrily as he aimed it back on Peter.

"Shutup you rat!" Sirius cried his wand trained on Peter.

"And if you kill me you'll never see her again!" Peter squealed quickly before Sirius could utter any curse or spell.

The room stood still with Peter's mighty declaration, Sirius' face dropped as did Remus' and Harry's breath stopped. What did he mean?

"Maybe her corpse," Peter continued, "but not her," he said cruelly.

Sirius' breathing grew rigid, his chest moving up and down with frantic breaths as he stared at Peter who remained slouched in the corner of the room.

Peter tipped up an eyebrow staring Sirius down, "Did you really think I would just sit and wait for you to kill me. No."

"How do we know he's even touched her, we saw her an hour ago, she was fine," Hermione tried reasoning.

Peter let out a giggle as his hand moved slowly to his pocket, a small glimpse of grey and green caught the eyes of everyone in the room as he held up the Slytherin tie for them all to see.

"If you want to risk it?" Peter said glaring over at Hermione, "and she doesn't have very long, the timing almost worked out perfectly you see."

Sirius dove forward pushing Remus aside, "WHERE IS SHE!" Sirius screamed into Peters's face, his hands gripping his collar as he pushed him into the wall.

"Sirius stop!" Remus said, trying to pry Sirius off Peter.

"You let me go" Peter whispered to Sirius, "and I'll tell you where she is, maybe you'll even get there before its too late."

"TELL ME WHAT YOU'VE DONE PETER!" Sirius screamed, his eyes red and fiery as he glared down at the pathetic man, his knuckles turning white from his tight grip.

"SIRUS!" Remus screamed finally pulling Sirius off of Peter and pushing him away. Remus pointed his wand at Peter before he demanded, "before its too late? What do you mean?"

Peter adjusted his collar rubbing at his neck before reply in his high voice, "You let me live, you let me go and I'll tell you."

"No." Sirius said dangerously, his voice quivering with anger, "you'll tell us now and then you will go to Azkaban."

"You let me go and I'll tell you or she dies, that is the deal," Peter whispered nervously afraid that maybe Sirius was as mad as they said.

"Sirius we can find her without his help, we don't need him," Remus said watching as Sirius glared down at the man.

Sirius pointed his wand at Peter slowly, his eyes manic and crazed, "No, he'll take us to her or I'll rip him to shreds, do you understand Peter."

"Don't be foolish Sirius," Peter tried to reason but there was no getting through to Sirius any longer.

"No, Don't you be foolish, rat!" He said towering over Peter, "take me to my daughter or this time all that will be left of you truly, will be a finger."

"Are you okay?" Harry asked following after Sirius as they stalked down the tunnel.

Sirius jumped, his mind elsewhere, "Harry, I'm sorry you had to see that."

"It's fine," Harry said softly, "we'll find her Sirius."

His godfather reached out a hand and gently placing a hand on his shoulder. "Of course we will," Sirius told Harry but more himself, "I'll find her."

They continued quickly, walking down the path everyone is a rush trying to keep up with Sirius's pace.

"You know what this means?" Sirius said abruptly to Harry as they progressed along the tunnel. "When we turn Pettigrew in?"

"You're free," said Harry.

"Yes," Sirius said softly. "But I'm also, I don't know if anyone ever told you, I'm your godfather."

Harry nodded a small smile growing at the thought, "Yeah, I knew that."

"Well your parents appointed me your guardian," Sirius said nervously. "If anything happened to them."

Harry waited. Did Sirius mean what he thought he meant?

"I'll understand, of course, if you want to stay with your aunt and uncle," Sirius said timidly. "But, well, think about it. Once my name's cleared if you wanted a.. a different home."

Some sort of explosion took place in the pit of Harry's stomach.

"What, live with you?" he said, accidentally cracking his head on a bit of rock protruding from the ceiling. "Leave the Dursleys?"

"Well yes, if you wanted to," Sirius said quickly.

"You would let me live with you?" asked Harry, his voice easily as croaky as Black's.

Black turned right around to look at him; Snape's head was scraping the ceiling but Black didn't seem to care.

"You want to?" he said. "You mean it?" Sirius' gaunt face broke into the first true smile Harry had seen. The difference it made was startling, as though a person ten years younger were shining through the starved mask; for a moment, he was recognizable as the man who had laughed at Harry's parents' wedding.

"Of course," said Harry excitedly, "You, me and Atria."

Sirius exhaled deeply at the mention of her name, He turned to Harry with a desperate look on his face. "Do you think she'll want to?" Sirius asked timidly, "To be with me? will she forgive me?"

"Forgive you for what?" Harry asked, "Sirius it wasn't your fault."

Sirius shook his head, "That's not what it feels like," he said, his voice breaking.

"Yes she will," Harry reiterated, "of course she will."

The pain was becoming too much, it felt like hundreds of thousands of needles where being pressed into her skin all at once. She hadn't stopped crying since the man had left and it had been hours. She had begun to fade in and out of consciousness not knowing the difference between what was real or a hallucination.

All she knew was that now it was dark and the forbidden forest was not a kind place to be in the dark.

Her vision had been growing hazier with ever hour, now she saw twisted images and blurry figures all around her. The forest was becoming distorted like some ghoulish nightmare. she closed her eyes to escape them and felt a warm tug in her stomach as unconsciousness pulled her in.

She didn't fight it when it embraced her.

"One wrong move, Peter," said Lupin threateningly. His wand was still pointed sideways at Pettigrew's chest. as the exited the tunnel.

Sirius should have known that the bright moon that shone that night was going to be another obstacle between him and his daughter. He came out with Harry into the open field at the base of the whomping willow, snape hovering behind them.

A cloud shifted. There were suddenly dim shadows on the ground and Sirius' eyes widened at the sight of the full moon. He could Lupin's silhouette. He had gone rigid. Then his limbs began to shake.

Hermione gasped. "He didn't take his potion tonight! He's not safe!"

Sirius ran from Harry's side, immediately running to Lupin, "Remus have you taken your potion tonight?"

His head jerked as it lengthened and there was a terrible snarling noise. His body was stretching, His shoulders were hunching and his limbs mutating Hair was sprouting visibly on his face and hands, which were curling into clawed paws.

"REMUS!" Sirius screamed trying to reach his old friend.

The werewolf reared, snapping its long jaws, Sirius knew what he had to do. He transformed. and soon enough an enormous, bearlike dog bounded forward.

Harry watched, standing closely with Hermione, Ron and Pettigrew, his heart pounding with adrenaline. he had just gotten Sirius back, he wasn't ready to lose him again.

The large beasts circled each other, their teeth bared as the growled threateningly at each other before they both pounced. They were locked, jaw to jaw, claws ripping at each other. Sirius made pained whimpers every time moony took another swipe or bite at him.

Harry should have paid attention to the other matter at hand as Pettigrew had dived for Lupin's dropped wand.

Harry quickly moved drawing his wand from his pocket, "Expelliarmus!" Harry yelled, pointing his wand at Pettigrew, Lupin's wand flew high into the air and out of sight.

They stood staring at each other, the sound of Sirius' cries and growls growing louder.

Sirius kept pulling him back, trying to keep Remus away from the children. But the werewolf had had enough, he pounced on the dog, his teeth sinking into his opponent's neck as Sirius let out a loud yelp before he felt himself being thrown back. Sirius felt week, his body was exhausted and covered in gaping bite marks, he watched Remus prowl closer his teeth bared as he snarled. But the large wolves head was turned when a loud feminine howl came from the woods. Remus seemingly having forgotten all about the dog in front of him, ran off into the direction of the deep woods.

Pettigrew smiled at Harry with rotted teeth gleefully before he began to seize.

Harry ran up to Peter as he began to quiver and twitch his body morphing as Harry's hands latched onto hi collar, "Where is she, Pettigrew?" Harry demanded as Peter giggled.

Peter eyed Remus as the wolf run towards the dark forest.

"I'd say the werewolf is coming pretty close?" He mumbled as his head shrunk in size and his hands disappeared into their sleeves.

Sirius limped forward before he felt his body shit back into human form, he looked down, his Azkaban robes where soaked in blood and his skin marred with deep scars. he felt his head pulsing as harry called his name.

"Sirius!" Harry yelled running up to Sirius. his tone becoming distressed as he looked at the state of his godfather

"Sirius!" He cried running up to his side as he wobbled shakily on his legs, "Sirius, she's in the woods."

Sirius heard him, and his eyes widened as the wolf disappeared into the trees, Harry's eyes following his as he realized the same. Sirius immediately pelted off, his limbs falling in four padded feet before pounding in the same direction as the werewolf, Harry running after him.

Sirius POV

He was running, stopping every now and then when he picked up an unfamiliar scent. He knew he was close now, extremely. He returned to his human form as Harry caught up to him, "Do you think she's close," Harry asked his breath heaving with tired breaths.

"Yes, keep looking she's close."

"Atria!" Harry called out hoping for a reply.

"Atria!" Sirius yelled into the forest desperately.

They kept going, kept calling and no response came. Sirius felt panic building as his breaths became fast and shallow,

"I FOUND HER!" Harry called suddenly and Sirius immediately took off in his direction.

He saw Harry moving towards a tree and there she was, slouched and sleeping against its base.

Sirius ran over to her, sliding down next to her, grabbing her limp body and moving her into his arms

He was holding her close to him as a man, not a dog. Her eyes were closed and her lips blue, she was freezing. He could feel her ice-cold skin even through her uniform as he clung to her. "She's so cold," he said softly to Harry as he looked down at her pale face.

Her eyes were fluttering under their lids and Sirius leant in close as he waited, hoping that she would and she did, she opened her eyes. His breath stopped as her eyes met his, her pupils dilated and eyes widened. Her eyes paralyzed him, he could do nothing but look at get lost in the light grey.

"Harry she's awake," He said excitedly as his grip tightened, he watched her lip quiver as if she was trying to move, to speak. "Atria?"

He couldn't help it he had her in his arms and she was alive, his lips gave way to a wide smile as he pushed the hair away from her face. "Hey Atty," he whispered down to her. His reflection stared back at him in her grey orbs as the watered and widened looking up at him. His own eyes began to burn as he too could not hold back the emotion of the moment.

"Hey, it's okay," he said alarmed, not wanting to be what was making her cry, not wanting to think she was crying in fear of him. He moved his hand, wiping away her tears. The dirt on his fingers grew wet as he wiped them, leaving a trail of muck on her cheek. He watched her eyes turn soft as if not frightened by him but calmed. His smile only grew as he looked down at her. The Last time he had held her like this she had been so small, he would hold her to him and she would clutch at his shirt tightly with small hands, he remembered her little voice using words she didn't quite understand to tell him about her day, forever cherishing the nights she would be frightened and ask to sleep with him and Marlene before climbing into there bed and being held between them tightly. But that lively child was not here now.

Sirius turned to Harry, "What's wrong with her?" he asked tearily but harry only shook is head as he watched around them nervously as if he could see something Sirius couldn't.

He turned back to her, watching her heavy lids flicker as if they needed to close, "Atty stay awake, it's okay I'm here, I'm here, it's alright."

He needed to get her help, but he couldn't apparate and he was scared that if he even tried he would be too weak to carry her. Had he failed her again? Was this it? This one fleeting moment to hold her and be with her before Peter's work was done. His eyes burned and more tears fell as he bowed his head in shame, he pressed his forehead w against her cold one as he cried openly, "What did that bastard do to you," He whispered, his voice breaking in his hopelessness.

Harry was panicking, trembling as he backed closer to Sirius, "I don't know but Sirius..."

He felt the cold, the familiar air of torment and hopelessness swirling around him as he felt them draw closer. His grip tightened around Atria wanting to shield her from it.

"No," he mumbled, "No."

He needed more time, this couldn't be it.

Atria POV

She heard fast footsteps and voices growing closer until she heard one of them call her name. She couldn't even open her eyes, she was so tired, she just wanted it all to be over, to rest finally. But a hope awakened in her as she heard his calls.

"ATRIA!" she heard a familiar voice call. Harry?

As if shot by lightning, her mind jolted into life. She wanted to scream 'IM HERE! IM HERE!' She felt her eyelids twitching begging to be opened.

"ATRIA!" she heard another voice call, an older voice, a panicked and scared voice, who?

Their cries grew louder and louder until she could hear Harry not far behind her, he was close, he would see her, he had to.

She knew he did when he screamed, "I FOUND HER!"

Her eyes were moving frantically under their lids. she put all of her strength into trying to open them.

Their footsteps grew faster and closer and she felt someone kneel next to her scooping her up in the arms in a comforting hold.

"She's so cold." She heard a croaky voice whisper.

And then with one last push, her eyes opened and the blood in her veins froze.

"Harry she's awake," the man that held her spoke. "Atria?"

Her eyes locked with the twinning pair opposite her. She felt a comforting hand move to pushed her hair out of her face as she stared up at him."Hey Atty." The man whispered softly. Grey eyes, back hair and fair but dirty skin, this was her father. She tried to say a word but she couldn't and her eyes were growing heavier by the second as tears flooded them. She was so frightened that no one would find her, that she would die alone in a forest and forever be remembered as the last black who died alone and unloved. But she felt nothing of the sought now.

He smiled down at her with watery eyes."Hey, it's okay," he said kindly wiping her tears away as one of his own fell to her cheek bringing warmth to her cold skin. She had waited for so long for this moment. But that man was banished from her mind, this was the man she had seen in many of harry's photographs smiling in joy. Or the man in her own photo beaming down at her as he did now with a wide smile and watery eyes.

His grip tightened as he looked away from her.

"What's wrong with her?" She watched him ask.

She tried to fight the tiredness, the exhaustion, but her eyes kept almost falling to a close. Her father looked down to her again, his eyes widening in alarm.

"Atty stay awake, it's okay I'm here, I'm here, it's alright." She heard him whisper softly to her, almost like a lullaby. He leant forward, his forehead pressing against hers. She was in pain, a lot of it. She wanted to close her eyes and let go but at the same time, she didn't. She didn't want to say goodbye to him.

"What did that bastard do to you." He whispered to her more of his tears falling on her face.

"I don't know but Sirius..."

Her father's grip on her tightened all of a sudden as if their momentary sanctuary had been threatened.

"No, no" she heard him moan under his breath as he held her tighter to the point that breathing was becoming near impossible. His head bowed further and now she could see past him, to the cause of his pain. The black masses swam above her, their dark cloaks moved quickly among the tips of the trees that surrounded them. Dementors and they were gathering like a school of fish in the deep black ocean. Tens if not hundreds of them swooping down to them.

Her father held her tightly but he could not protect her, not from this she heard harts pained grunt as a dementor latched onto his mind, then her father and then her

Fear gripped her as she felt the familiar pull of the dementors magic on her mind and her darkest nightmares moved before her eyes.

She had dealt with a dementor before and last time her father had been her most painful memory as he was now, but it was different this time she saw them all on the lakes edge her father and harry lying motionless as the dementors fed of them each more vicious as the swooped down. She couldn't move, she couldn't run, there was no one to help them and her time was running out, she couldn't think anymore her mind was shutting down as was her body, the dementor swooped down before dealing the finale blow, and then Atria felt nothing at all.