Chapter 3 : A Sirius Situation.
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“Boys,” She said loudly, “Come on lazy bones! Lets get you two up and get you moving! We need to get some breakfast before we head to Diagon Alley this afternoon.”
Slowly James and Sirius crept out of their beds. James complaining whole heartedly that he would have liked another half hour of sleep, but changed his tune when Mrs. Potter gave him a stern look. James gathered his stuff and raced Sirius to the loo, beating him by a matter of seconds. Sirius swore so loudly as he walked out of the room and down the hall to one of the other bathrooms he even made the Potters house elf Tinky jump.
After they cleaned up and dressed they went downstairs and met Mr. Potter in the kitchen to have breakfast. He was looking over the Daily Prophet when the boys entered. They sat down at the table and began to help themselves to bacon, eggs and toast.
“Mr. Potter,” Sirius started, “Was that the Dark Mark I saw on the front of the Prophet?”
“Yes.” He responded gravely.
“But Dad I thought the Auror’s were catching the Death Eaters.” James stated.
“The Death Eaters are growing in numbers at an alarming rate. They have been killing muggles for fun. The Auror department is doing everything they can, but it’s just not enough. You-know-who has grown so powerful that they aren’t sure how much longer they can hold him off before he takes complete control.”
James and Sirius looked at one another. They had known now for awhile that the world that they were living in was slowly starting to turn into chaos, but they had no idea just how bad it actually was.
“Well people are resisting him though.” James stated.
“Okay” they chorused together.
Walking down through Diagon Alley was like taking a breath of fresh air after being under water. It just made you feel refreshed. James at once decided that he wanted to visit the Quality Quidditch Supplies shop. There next stop was Flourish and Blotts to buy their last year of school books. After that they had just enough time left to go to the magical menagerie. This is when Sirius caught something odd out of the corner of his eye.
Sirius and James watched as the three hooded people walked down the Alley way. Sirius motioned to James that he wanted to follow, but James stopped him.
“I know Sirius, but look,” he pointed to a sign that read Knockturn Alley. A small chill ran up Sirius’s spine.
“Great, just bloody great! If we go through there and get seen, we’ll be in for it.”
James grinned mischievously. “Have you forgotten something else?”
Sirius looked at him quizzically. At that moment James pulled out from under his traveling cloak, a shimmering cloth that ran smoothly through hands like silk; the invisibility cloak. Sirius grinned back at James.
“Let’s do it Prongs.”
“You got it!” He grinned back.
James took the cloak and threw it over the both of them making sure that their feet were hidden. Then at a quickened pace they headed down through Knockturn Alley. Passing by shops dedicated to the dark arts and a few dodgy bars that accepted what James considered “all sorts” they had found the three hooded people that had caught their interest in the first place.
Bellatrix Lestrange was the first to lower her hood. She peered around maliciously with her darkly set eyes and waited. Next to her another hooded figure lowered his hood. Lucius Malfoy’s appearance was striking with his long blond bright hair and he seemed to be waiting for something to. Other stood around the room, some masked, some still hooded. Then their heads all turned in the direction of the back room as Lord Voldemort walked casually into the room.
Voldemort came to a halt in the middle of the room looking down at the third figure that James and Sirius had seen with Bellatrix and Lucius. They now realized that this person wasn’t here on their own free will they were forced into this shop. As the person shook, Bellatrix cackled.
The poor woman shook even more violently as Bellatrix spoke each word. Bellatrix removed the hood to reveal a woman with a heart shaped face, brown hair and big blue eyes that were watering with fresh tears. She had been tortured that much was clear, by looking at her and here she was surrounded.
“I am going to enjoy killing you Amy Benson. You probably don’t recognize me now though do you? I told you I would one day haunt your dreams.”
Amy Benson said, “T-Tom?” Then let out an ear piercing scream. James and Sirius watched as Voldemort raised his wand and spoke an incantation that no one could hear over her scream, but saw a jet of green light.
Around them James and Sirius heard several pops just before the scream diminished. Then all hell broke loose. Voldemort’s face became paled and deadly as his death eaters ran to form ranks at the now visible forms of duelers.
Curses flew everywhere and it was everything James and Sirius could do to keep the cloak on and dodge the curses flying all around them as the fighters spilled into the Alley way. They were able to safely hide themselves in a nook in the corner to watch the scene unfold in front of them. Suddenly there were small cracks from the death eater’s disapperating, but not before one was able to cast the dark mark over the shop. Then a loud bang shook the Alley and the duelers, James and Sirius were all tossed onto the ground, Voldemort had disappeared.
“Their alright Albus,” Shouted the one on James left side, “They just bumped their heads.”
“I’m Gideon Prewett, you are?”
He looked at both boys in shock.
“What are you two doing here?”
“Well Professor,” Started James.
James turned to see his mother rushing towards him looking him over. Sirius cut in.
“Professor Dumbledore, we saw three people walking this way that looked suspicious so James and I decided to follow them to see what they were up to.”
James and Sirius looked to one another.
Sirius whispered, “Of the Phoenix.”
Mr. and Mrs. Potter abruptly stopped eating before Mr. Potter hesitated and answered “Yes.” He then gave his wife a knowing look, in which she seemed to read his mind. James missed this interaction as he simply went on eating his dinner, but Sirius didn’t let it go unnoticed. Something about it intrigued him and haunted him.
Sirius pondered this for a moment, but then decided that he shouldn’t let his dream worry him any longer. It was just a dream after all. Somewhere off in the distance the birds chirped outside signaling to the boys what an eventful day it would be. As they dressed and headed downstairs, the flames in the fireplaces turned green. Peter Pettigrew stepped out looking around.
Remus and Peter’s jaws dropped.
“Wait,” said Remus, “You left for good?”
“Why?” squeaked Peter.
“Because I had enough of the bull that they were trying to force feed me about proper blood status.” He said simply.
“Oh come on Padfoot! Tell them about the fight you had with your brother.”
“What!?” Peter and Remus said at the same time.
“Okay so I might have broken his nose and given him a black eye, but he deserved it. He threatened me called my friends filth and I snapped.”
“Lost for words mate?” James asked.
After telling them everything and about Dumbledore wanting to talk to them the speculation grew about what he would want to talk to the four of them about. Sirius remained guarded on this subject and only responded with nodding when occasion called for it. In reality he was internally struggling with what he felt and the haunting feeling he had from his dreams and yesterday.
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