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AN: I
know many of you would like to wring my neck for the cliffie of my last chapter
but cliffies are so much fun! And that one just come up by itself, I couldn’t
pass the chance! And your reviews made me laugh… I think I’ll do it again just
to amuse myself with what you write... -chuckles evilly- But here’s a nice long
chappie to make it up to you!
Ok,
reviewers, I’m conducting a poll. Please vote:
A: if you
want Orion to be a champion in the Triwizard Tournament
B: if you
want him just to be a spectator.
I don’t
mind either way, the Tournament and its tasks won’t be important in themselves.
I’ve
decided not to have a beta in order to update the chapters more quickly but I
want to thank whole-heartedly Hippogriff818 and Cheshire for offering and maybe
someday I’ll change my mind and ask you if you’re up to it.
To
Perfect Marionette, I adore Snape as well! I love his nasty comments and his
personality, I think it was one of JKR’s best written characters. Now, I urge
you not to think that Orion will hate Snape because of what happens in this
chapter….things will change. On another matter, I haven’t read Batsutosai's
"Abandon" or its sequel "Reclaim" – thanks for the tip -
but I loved Shewolfe7's "Irreversible Destiny". I’m just waiting for
her to update soon the chapters of the sequel as well as the chapters for “Good
Intentions”, which to my unending frustration are taking forever. Alas, we’ll
have to be patient.
Enjoy and
review please!
Chapter
16 – To rescue a father
Orion
looked at him intensely and replied, “I’m the Boy Who Lived. I was Harry
Potter.”
Lezander
shook his head in denial and said in agitation, “You can’t be!… the scar…You’re
Orion Black!”
Orion
fisted his hand and dug his nails into his palm until he felt the skin breaking
and small drops of blood oozing out. He smudged the bloodied palm against his
forehead and murmured the counter-spell for his glamour. He knew it had worked
when he heard Lezander gasping.
Lezander
stuttered, “You…you’re him! How can this be? You’re not Orion Black!”
Orion
cleaned his forehead with his other hand and quickly cast the glamour back.
Then he looked at Lezander and replied, “I am truly Orion Black. But I was also
Harry Potter,” he sighed and continued, “It’s a very long story but Lily Potter,
nee Evans, was my mother. She had married James Potter but she truly loved
Sirius Black, my father. I was their son but she never told my father the truth
to protect me. You know the rest of the story, I vanquished Voldemort and
became the Boy Who Lived, the Light’s Savior,” he said with a snort and then
his face darkened, “Dumbledore left me in the care of my muggle aunt. Lily
Evans was a muggleborn. My aunt and her family despised magic and they treated
me horribly. I don’t wish to speak of that,” he said curtly and then continued,
“When my father escaped from Azkaban and came to see me, since he was Harry
Potter’s godfather and was concerned for me, I had already escaped from my
aunt’s and he took me in. We later discovered that I was really his son and
thus, I became Orion Black. I am the Black Heir but I also was Harry Potter and
what that implies.”
Lezander
was stunned. His mind was in havoc and he couldn’t think clearly. After a short
while his mind wrapped around what Orion had just disclosed to him and replied
in agitation, “But then you must kill the Dark Lord!”
Orion
frowned at him, “Why should I? I’m a dark wizard, Lezander, and I believe in
what he’s doing.”
Lezander
clutched Orion’s robes and said in concern, “But he’ll want to kill you!! When
he discovers you’re Harry Potter he’ll kill you instantly! You’re his enemy!”
Orion
shook his head, “No, I’m not. I have never done anything conscientiously to
antagonize him and he knows this. He believes I’m currently somewhere in muggle
London, as the rest of the wizards do. I heard him say, in one of my visions,
that he would try to turn me to their side and if I refused then he would kill
me. So you see, I have a chance of being his ally. My father is already a Death
Eater to prove our family’s support and he did it so that in the future
Voldemort gives me an opportunity to prove my loyalties. I think I have a
fairly good chance in becoming someone important in their ranks. I will be his
equal and I’ll help lead the Dark in the war,” he ended with conviction.
Lezander
shook his head and said sadly, “Oh, Orion. Why did it have to be you? But you
don’t really need to participate! You could support them from a distance. I
don’t know yet if we vampires will be taking a side but you could be
Voldemort’s envoy to the vampires or something like that if you insist of being
in his ranks!”
Orion
looked at him sadly and replied softly, “That’s not enough, Lezander. You’re
asking me to abandon my kind and go with you. I would love to spend the rest of
my life with you but you must see that I have the same responsibilities as you
do. There’s no way I can avoid being involved in the war and to be honest don’t
wish to! I want to fight!”
Lezander
clutched him and said in desperation, “But why? Why must you risk your life for
them? There’re other ways!”
“There
aren’t! I know you’re comfortable with neutrality but I’m not! I won’t turn my
back to them, they’re my kind!” replied Orion in frustration. Then he frowned
and added, “And there’s something else…I’m not sure what it means or what I’m
supposed to do…” He looked up at Lezander’s concerned eyes and said, “You know
that Karkaroff saw me before he left. He said something to me…. He said I was
destined to become something, that I was their last hope and I had to succeed….
I don’t know what he was referring to but it had nothing to do with me being
the Boy Who Lived. I think it concerned the war.”
Lezander
frowned and replied, “But that could mean anything! You don’t even know whose
hope he was talking about. Karkaroff could be meaning the light wizards or the
dark wizards alike. And you don’t owe them anything! You could ignore it all!”
Orion
grabbed Lezander’s hand and said, “I think he meant the dark wizards, he is
after all one himself. But that’s beside the point. I don’t wish to ignore
anything. I’m dark and I’ll do what I have to for the Dark to win the war,” he
hesitated but then added softly, “There’s another thing…I will most probably
need to marry a dark pureblood wizard or witch…. I need to have a dark pureblooded
heir.”
Lezander
grabbed Orion’s shoulders roughly and growled in anger, “What do you mean
you’ll have to marry someone else? Have you been playing me all along? Am I
just someone to use until you find another mate?”
Orion
broke from his grasp and vehemently replied, “No! Never think that! I love you!
I want to be your mate! I just wanted to be honest with you…. My father is
following pureblood tradition and is negotiating my marriage to some dark
pureblood. You must understand that to fortify the Black bloodline I need to
have an heir with my own kind! But it doesn’t mean that I can’t be with someone
of my choosing. It’s only a formality and a way to have a child. I can spend my
life with whom I want after producing an heir.”
Lezander
laughed mirthlessly, “And you think I would allow you to be with someone else?
To have relations with some wizard? DO YOU EXPECT ME TO WAIT PATIENTLY WHILE
YOU FUCK OR ARE FUCKED BY SOMEONE ELSE?!!” he shouted crudely in anger.
Orion
gasped in shock but then said angrily, “And what about you?! Don’t you need an
heir as well? Do you think your father will pat you on the back when you tell
him that I’m your chosen mate?! Me, not even a vampire! Won’t your father care
about your bloodline as well?”
Lezander
took a deep breath to calm down and replied, “Vampires have mated with wizards
in the past. That’s why the vampires of my clan are magical beings too. My
father’s reserves about you aren’t because of your bloodline but because he
believes only a vampire mate will be strong enough to be able to rule with me.”
Orion
sighed warily, “Yes, and that’s the real problem, isn’t it? You need a mate by
your side constantly.” He looked at Lezander sadly and said teary, “I’m not
good for you, Lez. I wouldn’t be able to be with you all the time, I would
spend a lot of time planning the war and fighting.”
Lezander’s
face softened and he hugged Orion tightly, “Don’t say that. You’re the perfect
mate for me. I only want you. My father will see that you’re strong and
powerful enough. The other vampires won’t dare to oppose you. We’ll find a way.
If you must participate in the war, I’ll protect and help you…. We’ll find a
way to be together…. I’m sure there must be a way…”
Orion
broke the hug, smiled warmly at him and replied, “Thank you, Lezander. Thank
you for understanding that I wish to be involved in the war. I also want to
help the vampires. I’ll do anything in my power to liberate all the dark
creatures.”
Lezander
urgently kissed him and Orion let his concerns drift away in the passion he felt.
Orion wasn’t sure if they could surmount all the obstacles that lay in their
way but he decided to just enjoy his time with Lezander and worry about that
later on. They spent the rest of the night kissing and lightly caressing each
other.
In the
following month they spent a lot of time together and were even more
affectionate than before but Orion noticed that Lezander was still worried and
they hadn’t discussed their future again or how they could be together when
Lezander needed a mate to rule by his side. Lezander seemed to want to avoid
the subject and Orion guessed that in time they would find some way and he
didn’t wish to pressure Lezander or wanted to be pressured by him to abandon
his ambitions, so he followed Lezander’s lead and never spoke of the matter.
It was a
day in February when Orion received the Daily Prophet during his breakfast. He
monthly paid a bookstore in Moscow to send him the Daily Prophet by owl ever
since the term had started to learn what was happening in England considering that
most Death Eater activity would be occurring there. But the article in today’s
issue made him choke on his toast.
The
heading said in large black print letters: “Sirius Black spotted at Hogwarts”
and there in the front page was a moving picture of some students with
terrorized faces in front of a large unoccupied portrait that seemed to have
been ripped to pieces. The small print beneath the picture said that it had
been taken by Colin Creevey, a student at Hogwarts, and when he read the
article Orion learned that the portrait was that of the Fat Lady, Gryffindor
tower’s entrance portrait. The article explained that the Fat Lady had said
that Sirius Black had attempted to get into Gryffindor’s common room but that
when she denied him access because the password was a week old, he had become
furious and started attacking her. The teachers had quickly searched the castle
but hadn’t found any signs of him and soon Minister Fudge arrived bringing with
him some Dementors that would be staying around Hogwarts’ ground to patrol the
area. It had been some years since Sirius Black’s escape from Azkaban and the
people had started to believe that he might be dead so the hunt for him had
lessened in time. But this event caused the Aurors to resume their search for him
and the Dementors were given the task of capturing him and taking him back to
Azkaban were he would be given the Dementor’s Kiss.
Orion was
beyond furious when he finished reading the article and ran away from the Great
Hall without giving any explanations to anyone. He reached his bedroom and took
the two-way mirror out of his trunk and he shouted to it, “Sirius Black!”
After a
moment he saw his father’s bedraggled face in the mirror and Orion said
furiously, “What were you thinking, father?! You promised me you wouldn’t go to
Hogwarts! And what’s the first thing I read in the Daily Prophet today? That
you were spotted attempting to get into Gryffindor’s common room and now
there’re Dementors all over the place waiting to give you the Kiss! HOW COULD YOU
HAVE BEEN SO STUPID?!! YOU PROMISED ME!”
Sirius’
image in the mirror sighed and said, “I miscalculated. I thought that the
password was still valid. I wouldn’t have been spotted if it hadn’t been for
that.”
Orion
replied angrily, “That’s beside the point! You can’t go there again, you hear!
The place is crawling with Dementors now, you can’t risk it again!”
Sirius
tiredly nodded his head and murmured, “I know. I will be more careful next
time.”
Orion
looked at him in disbelief and shouted, “Aren’t you listening to me?! YOU CAN’T
TRY IT AGAIN!”
Sirius
said with a small sad smile, “Yes, young pup. Don’t worry your head about me.
I’ll be fine.”
Orion
looked at him suspiciously and asked, “You won’t go again?”
“No.
Don’t worry, everything will be fine,” replied Sirius quietly and resigned.
Orion
sighed in relief, “Very well. Are you okay, then? Did you get hurt?”
Sirius
smiled warmly at him, “I’m alright, nothing happened to me.”
“And how
are things going with your missions?” asked Orion with interest.
Sirius smirked,
“Well, of course I haven’t been able to find Harry Potter, just leads telling
me that he must be a street urchin or perhaps dead already. And as for
convincing dark wizards to join us, it has been going very well. It’s a piece
of cake. When we tell them that the Dark Lord is about to return they either
shake in fear and agree to anything or they instantly want to help with the
cause.”
Orion
nodded, “Excellent. Do you have any other news?”
Sirius
grimaced, “I received a howler from Remus telling me that I’m an idiot.”
Orion
chuckled, “Well, he’s right in this occasion.” He frowned and asked, “Does he
know about Pettigrew?”
Sirius
face darkened, “No, he doesn’t. He suspects something but I didn’t tell him why
I went to Hogwarts. And you won’t tell him either! The rat will escape if he
suspects that Remus knows something.”
Orion
sighed resignedly and retorted, “Ok, I won’t tell him. But don’t make me regret
my decision!”
Sirius
merely nodded at him and then said warily, “Voldemort has been asking many questions
about you.”
That
picked Orion’s interest, “He has?”
“Yes,
Lucius told him you were a parselmouth,” said Sirius scowling, “and since then
Voldemort has questioned me about you and who your mother was. I think he’s
trying to unravel if you might be from Slytherin’s bloodline through the
Valcroix line.”
Orion
frowned, “I haven’t had any visions where Voldemort asked you or anyone else
about me…though I suppose that the link doesn’t always activate when he meets
with his followers. I’m bound to have missed some gatherings…”
“Yes,
from what you’ve told me I think you have missed a lot of gatherings. But I
believe that’s for the best. I can’t do you any good being constantly in his
mind,” replied Sirius frowning.
“I guess
you’re right. Anyway, what did Voldemort say about me?” asked Orion.
Sirius
said in a concerned voice, “He’s intrigued by you, of course, and he has also
heard that you’re a brilliant and powerful Durmstrang student from Romulus
Rosier. I don’t know what his plans are regarding you but I have seen him
interrogating Rosier about you, though I could only hear some words, enough to
let me know that they were discussing you.” Sirius looked at Orion and said
warily, “It preoccupies me, this keen interest Voldemort has developed in you.”
Orion waved
his hand dismissively, “It plays in my favor. If he’s interested in me, I think
he’s more likely to regard me positively. And when I meet him it will be on a
more equal ground.”
Sirius
hummed unconvinced.
“How have
you being doing with your pensieve? Are you taking care of withdrawing the
important memories from your mind each time you meet him and the Death Eaters?”
asked Orion.
Sirius
nodded his head, “Yes, I haven’t had any problems so far. Voldemort used
Legilimency on me once and believed me when I explained my memory gaps using
the Dementor argument. It’s really a perfect solution.”
They
talked for some time about Orion’s classes and the Triwizard Tournament. Sirius
hadn’t heard anything about it in the Death Eater meetings, but he wasn’t
summoned to all of them. Sirius wished Orion good-luck with the Dueling
Tournament and asked him to contact him if anything important happened in his
visions.
In May
the students were told who the thirty students selected to participate in the
Dueling Tournament would be. Orion was happy to learn that Calypso, Lezander,
Viktor and he were selected from their year. The rest were older students that
Orion barely knew.
The month
flew by during which the four of them trained together incessantly to prepare
for the series of duels. Orion had to admit that they were all pretty good and
just hoped that he and his friends would be selected to form the delegation.
On June
6th, the Dueling Tournament began. Orion had already dueled with Lezander,
Viktor and Calypso. Lezander had been tough to defeat but he had managed it by
casting at him icy blue flames that had formed an ice prison around his feet
and lower legs, restricting his mobility, which was Lezander’s major advantage.
Then he had proceeded to stun him, focusing his magic to make the spell much
stronger than usual, since simple stunning spells barely affected vampires.
Viktor had been much easier and he defeated him without incidents. And Calypso
had been tricky. She had smartly cast the Langlock spell at him, which made his
tongue stick to the roof of his mouth thus preventing him from casting verbal
spells. But Orion was well versed in non-verbal and wandless magic, though the
last type he didn’t want to cast in public. So he non-verbally cast the
counter-curse, which seemed to surprise Calypso and he took advantage of her
surprise to cast magical ropes that bound her wrists and ankles, effectively
immobilizing her. He easily disarmed her after that. He went through the other
contenders with little problems and was now facing the last one, Viktor Krum.
The older wizard was a fierce dueler but he was relatively slow and Orion’s
slender body allowed him to dodge many nasty curses. Krum had already cast the
Cruciatus at him once, which he had deftly avoided, and now Orion was sending
him a quick series of slicing spells. While Krum was busy casting protective
shields, Orion hissed in parseltongue a nice useful spell that conjured a small
snake that quickly slithered towards Krum and bit his ankle. Krum shrieked in
horror and promptly dropped to the floor heavily asleep. The teachers and
students whole-heartedly congratulated him on a dueling tournament well fought
and they all proceeded to the Great Hall to have dinner and celebrate.
Afterwards,
Orion quickly left the Great Hall and told Lezander that he was going to give
the news to his father. Once he was in his bed he opened the locket.
“Tom, I
won the Dueling Tournament!” Orion said in excitement.
Tom
smiled at him, “Of course you did. Congratulations. Did you use that
parseltongue spell I taught you?”
Orion
nodded, “Yes, it was great! Krum just dropped asleep in the middle of the
dueling platform. He seemed quite scared of the bite,” he said chuckling, “He’s
now at the infirmary sleeping it off.”
Tom
smirked at him, “He won’t wake up for two more days.”
Orion
laughed, “Yes, I hope he doesn’t hate me for it. I have to tell my father. I’ll
talk to you soon!”
“You did
well. I’m proud of you,” replied Tom warmly.
Orion
beamed at him and then closed the locket and hung it safely around his neck. He
went to his trunk and pulled out the two-way mirror and said, “Sirius Black!”
Orion
frowned when minutes passed by and no image appeared. He tried it several more
times and began to grow concerned when Sirius didn’t reply. His father knew
that today he would be having the Dueling Tournament. Why wasn’t he replying?
He checked the mirror to see if it was somehow damaged but didn’t find anything
unusual about it. He began to pace the bedroom. What was happening? Suddenly a
fearful suspicion entered his mind and he run out of the tower.
He bumped
into Calypso and Lezander in the hall.
Lezander
took one look at his desperate face and asked concerned, “What happened Orion?
Are you alright?”
Orion was
beside himself and replied quickly, “I don’t know! I tried contacting my father
using the mirror but he doesn’t reply. I fear- I must floo to Black Manor to
see if he’s there!”
He made
an attempt to move to a side to keep running until he found some teacher that
could help him but before he could move away Calypso grabbed his arm, “Let’s go
see my father. All teachers have their fireplace connected to the floo network.
I’m sure he’ll allow you to use his.”
Orion
quickly thanked her and pulled her into a sprint. They reached Rosier’s office
huffing and puffing and Calypso said the password to lower the wards. They
entered the room and saw Rosier calmly reading a book while drinking Ogden’s
finest.
Rosier
looked up at them and smiled at Orion, “Oh, Orion, I must congratulate you on
your dueling skills. That parseltongue spell was really very convenient-“
Orion
urgently interrupted him, “Pardon me, Master Rosier, but I need your help. I
need to floo to Black Manor this instant!”
Rosier
rose from his seat and frowned at him, “Well, if you must I won’t detain you.
Do you want me to go with you?”
Orion
shook his head, “No, thank you. That won’t be necessary. I’m sure it’s nothing
and my father is somewhere in the Manor, but I have to make sure!”
Rosier
turned to his daughter and raised an eyebrow inquiringly but she just shrugged
her shoulders.
Orion
paid them no mind and grabbed a handful of the floo powder that was in a jar on
top of the fireplace. He stepped into the fireplace and threw the floo powder
while quickly saying, “Black Manor, Moscow, Master’s study!”
Green
flames soon wrapped around him and he spun until he reached the other side. He
quickly stepped out of Sirius’ study fireplace and cast Scourgify on his
robes to get rid of the dust. He looked around frantically but saw no signs of
his father. He ran to the entrance hall and yelled for him but heard no reply.
He soon
shouted for an elf which immediately popped in front of him, “You called, young
Master?”
“Yes,
where’s my father?” Orion asked desperately.
The elf
wriggled his clothes with his hands and replied, “Master left some hours ago,
he didn’t say where he was going.”
Orion
started cursing when he heard a stately voice say, “I believe he went to
Hogwarts.”
Orion
felt his heart drop and spun around to face Arcturus Black’s main portrait. He
asked frantically, “Are you sure, Arcturus?”
Arcturus
curtly nodded and replied, “Yes, my son. Your father has been obsessing about
returning to Hogwarts since his last failed attempt.”
Orion
raged, “Damn him! He knows there’re Dementors waiting for him there!! He
promised me he wouldn’t go there again!”
Arcturus
raised an eyebrow, “Since when has your father exercised caution?”
Orion
pleadingly looked up at the portrait, “I have to go to Hogwarts. I must make
sure he’s alright.”
Arcturus
nodded and said, “Floo to Hogsmead. The fireplace in your father’s study is
connected to the international floo network.”
Orion
quickly thanked him and ran back to the study. He grabbed the floo powder and
halted when he tried to remember the name of that pub in Hogsmead that the
Marauders used to go to during their Hogmead’s weekends. What was it
called?...Damn it, what was the name!…something about brooms….Yes, he
remembered! He stepped into the fireplace and shouted, “The Three Broomsticks,
Hogsmead, England!”
He stumbled
out of the fireplace and saw that the pub was empty. There was a blonde curvy
witch behind the bar cleaning some glasses. He ran towards her and asked, his
breath hitching, “Do you have your fireplace connected to Hogwarts’ teachers’
floo network?”
The witch
lightly frowned at him, “Why do you wish to know?”
Orion
scowled at her and replied angrily, “Just tell me! It’s extremely important!”
The witch
huffed and said, “Really, the manners of young people nowadays-“
Orion
wasn’t in the mood to put up with her, nor did he have the time, so he
brandished his wand and quickly cast a dark spell, “Veritas revelio!”
The pale
blue light hit the witch on the chest and her eyes instantly glazed over. It
was a spell that forced the other person to answer the truth to any question
during a few minutes.
“Do you
have your floo connected to the professors’ fireplaces at Hogwarts?” Orion
asked quickly.
“Yes,”
she replied in a monotonous voice.
Orion
asked, “Can I use the floo connection to enter a professor’s office or chamber?”
“No,
Hogwarts’ wards prevent the floo from being used that way,” she said.
Orion
cursed and he was getting desperate, “Can I use the floo to talk to a
professor?”
“Yes” she
replied.
Orion
nodded in satisfaction and proceeded to cast an Obliviate and then
promptly stunned her.
He turned
to the fireplace and kneeled in front of it. He stuck his head inside and threw
the floo powder saying, “Professor Lupin’s chamber, Hogwarts!”
His head
was soon enveloped in green flames and he opened his eyes when he felt the
spinning end. He looked around and shouted, “REMUS! REMUS!”
Soon
Remus appeared in the room and halted in surprise when he saw Orion’s flaming
head sticking from his fireplace, “What are you doing there, cub?”
Orion
sighed in relief and urgently said, “Remus, my father came to Hogwarts to look
for Peter Pettigrew,” he saw Remus’ eyebrows shoot to his hairline and quickly
added, “Pettigrew is Ron Weasley’s pet rat. I’m sure that Sirius is in his
animagus form looking for him. He might be in the castle or on the grounds. You
must help him! You know there’re Dementors patrolling the school!”
Remus
nodded his head and replied, “Yes, leave it to me. Where are you?”
“I’m at
the Three Broomsticks,” replied Orion.
“Very
well, stay there. I’ll come there with Padfoot as soon as I find him,” said
Remus quickly before running out the door.
Orion
thanked Merlin for Remus and withdrew from the fireplace.
He got up
and looked around the pub uncertainly. Would Remus be able to find Sirius in
time? He fidgeted. He couldn’t be certain and Remus would perhaps need help if
he encountered the Dementors. But how could he get in Hogwarts’ grounds without
being a student or a parent? The wards wouldn’t allow him in. But his father
had managed it already…of course! His animagus form! The wards didn’t
distinguish between real animals and animagus wizards!
He ran
outside the pub and quickly transformed into BlackWing. He flew as fast as he
could but he was already very tired from the Dueling Tournament and felt his
energy draining. He concentrated harder and kept flying towards Hogwarts. Night
time was quickly settling in but he could thankfully see perfectly with his
eagle form’s night vision. After ten minutes of frantic flying he reached
Hogwarts’ forest and could see Hogwarts castle just ahead. He flew above the
forest wondering where his father could be. Was he inside Hogwarts? But if he
had arrived some hours ago he would have already found Pettigrew and returned
home. Since he was still here it must mean that the rat saw him and fled and
therefore Sirius must be chasing him around the forest.
Orion
flew lower and scanned the forest. He couldn’t see much, it was too dense. He
looked around and could see some dark shadows moving in the distance…. the
Dementors! They were near! Orion desperately flew into the forest and deftly
avoided the branches that flashed in his way. He was losing hope and getting
desperate when he distinguished two figures ahead. A tall man and a short plump
one. That must be them! He flew directly towards them and changed in mid flight
into his human form. Orion landed with his feet on the ground a few yards from
them. Sirius had his back to Orion and he could see Pettigrew quivering in
front of him. Orion took out his wand and aimed it in front of him. He hadn’t
been noticed yet. He stepped quietly forwards.
“….Did
you really think I wouldn’t find you Peter?” Sirius was saying in a low growl,
“Did you think you would go unpunished for everything that you have done?!”
Peter was
sniveling and said piteously, “Sirius, I never wanted to betray James and Lily,
they were my friends! You’re my friend-“
Sirius
shrieked in rage, “DON’T YOU DARE SAY THEIR NAMES! YOU WERE NEVER OUR FRIEND!
HOW COULD YOU, PETER!? HOW COULD YOU BETRAY LILY AND JAMES TO VOLDEMORT!?”
Peter
shook in fear when he heard Voldemort’s name and Sirius viciously laughed,
"What, scared to hear your old master's name?" he said, “I don't
blame you, Peter. The Death Eaters aren't very happy with you, are they?"
Orion
reached Sirius and gently placed a hand on his shoulder but he maintained his
wand aimed at Pettigrew whose eyes had widened and Orion looked fixedly at him.
Sirius had jumped and turned around to look at him and said in startled
surprise, “What are you doing here-“
But Orion
quickly interrupted him since he had seen Pettigrew make a move and he spat,
“Don’t you even dare to twitch, you filthy rat!! I’ll kill you on the spot if
you make one more movement!”
Peter
squealed and Sirius turned back to look at Peter and hissed venomously, “You
sold Lily and James to Voldemort. Do you deny it?"
Pettigrew
burst into tears. It was horrible to watch, like an oversized, balding baby,
cowering in front of them.
Suddenly
they heard a branch snapping nearby and Orion spun around with his wand aimed
forwards. He saw Remus coming out of the shadows and gave a sigh of relief. He
turned back to aim his wand at Pettigrew.
When
Pettigrew saw Remus he shrieked, “Remus, save me! They’re trying to kill me!
Sirius and the boy have been sent by You-Know-Who to kill me! Sirius is the one
who betrayed James and Lily!”
Remus
aimed his wand at him and growled, “You disgust me, Peter. I know the truth.
You were the spy all along!”
“NO! IT
WAS SIRIUS!” shouted Pettigrew desperately.
Sirius
made a lunge at him but Remus intercepted him and said quietly, “Don’t lie to
us, Peter. You’ll have better chances if you come clean now.”
Pettigrew
sobbed and said, "Remus, Remus, what could I have done? The Dark Lord...
you have no idea... he has weapons you can't imagine... I was scared, I was
never brave like you and Sirius and James. I never meant it to
happen...He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named forced me --"
"DON'T
LIE!" bellowed Sirius "YOU HAD 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?"
Remus
nodded, as if that was all the confirmation he needed and looked with
determination at Sirius. Sirius nodded back and they moved to stand shoulder to
shoulder, wands raised. Orion moved to a side shrouded in shadows. This was
their prey, it was their revenge.
"You
should have realized," said Remus quietly, "that if Voldemort didn't
kill you, we would. Good-bye, Peter."
Suddenly
“Expelliarmus” was shouted and Remus’ and Sirius’ wands flew out of
their hands and fell into the hand of a wizard that had appeared from the same
path that Remus had come from. He was tall and lankly and was covered neck to
toes with a long sweeping black robe. He had long greasy hair and a large
crooked nose. Orion recognized him immediately. Orion tensed and aimed his wand
to him but didn’t move from his place. He hadn’t been detected and it worked as
his advantage. He needed to see first what Snape would do.
“Well,
well, well. What do we have here?” said Snape with a triumphant sneer, “I've
just been to your office, Lupin. You forgot to take your potion tonight, so I
took a gobletful along. And very lucky I did... lucky for me, I mean. I saw you
running out of your office and knew that you would lead me to your friend-“
"Severus
-" Remus began, but Snape overrode him.
"I've
told the headmaster again and again that you were helping your old friend Black
into the castle, Lupin, and here's the proof,” 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
-"
"Severus,
you're making a mistake," said Remus urgently. "You haven't heard
everything, I can explain, Sirius didn’t betray the Potters-“
Snape
viciously laughed, “Oh, I can see that. I suppose that lump of a wizard is
truly Pettigrew then?”
Remus
nodded confusedly and Snape continued in a low hiss, “Black might not have
worked for the Dark Lord in the past, but he is now and deserves to be returned
to Azkaban.”
Remus
frowned and turned around to look at Sirius who had paled dramatically. It
seemed that Sirius hadn’t told Remus yet about his induction into the Death
Eaters, thought Orion.
But he
had had enough. Orion calmly stepped out of the shadows, aimed his wand at
Snape and said, “Accio wands!”
Remus’
and Sirius’ wands came flying to him out of Snape’s hand and Orion quickly
snatched them from the air and gave them to his father and Remus.
Snape was
looking at him with wide eyes but then he narrowed them to slits and snarled,
“And who are you, boy?”
Orion
raised an eyebrow and replied, “I find it interesting that you’re willing to
capture a fellow Death Eater, Snape. What would your Dark Lord say about it? I
don’t think you’ll be able to fool the Dark Lord for long about your true
allegiance if you go around capturing Death Eaters. Though if you must do so to
satisfy Dumbledore, you can take Pettigrew here.”
Snape
furiously hissed, “I don’t know who you are, you insolent brat. But you’ll do
well to not stand in my way.”
Orion
smirked and said, “And you’ll do well to not threaten those whom I love. Don’t
let my age deceive you, I could defeat you without breaking a sweat.”
Snape
viciously laughed and Sirius approached Orion and said, “Orion, enough. We have
to end this-“
“The only
way you’re going to end, Black,” spat Snape “is by my wand if you don’t turn in
yourself to me.”
Sirius
turned around furiously to face Snape when a cloud shifted and their party was
suddenly bathed in moonlight.
There was
a terrible snarling noise. And Orion turned to the source of it. He saw Remus
shaking rigidly and understood immediately that the potion Snape had referred
to had been the Wolfbane potion, and he had said that Remus hadn’t taken it
tonight. Remus had gone out in a hurry before receiving it. Remus' head was
lengthening. So was his body. His shoulders were hunching. Hair was sprouting
visibly on his face and hands, which were curling into clawed paws.
Orion heard
the others gasping and clutched his wand tighter. As the werewolf reared,
snapping its long jaws, Sirius disappeared from Orion's side. He had
transformed. The enormous black dog bounded forward. As the werewolf lunged
forwards towards them, Padfoot seized it about the neck and pulled it backward,
away from Orion. They were locked, jaw to jaw, claws ripping at each other.
Orion
moved forwards and shrieked, “NO!” Before Snape violently grabbed him by the
shoulders and pulled him away.
“LET ME
GO, YOU FOOL! I MUST HELP HIM!” cried Orion uselessly fighting Snape’s tight
grasp.
“Remain
still, child! We must leave!” snarled Snape dragging Orion with him.
Orion
looked around and saw that Pettigrew had transformed into a rat and was
scampering away, “Pettigrew! He’s escaping!”
“That’s
the least of our concerns!” hissed Snape.
Orion
looked around frantically but couldn’t see Padfoot or Moony, they had entered
the forest. But he could hear a piteous whining coming from a distance. It was
Padfoot! He struggled against Snape with all his might and managed to break
free from him. He turned to face him in anger and when he saw Snape moving
forwards to try to capture him again he aimed his wand straight at him and
spat, “Don’t even try it! You’ll leave me right now. Go back to your castle!”
Snape
snarled, “You must come with me, foolish boy!”
“I WON’T
LEAVE MY FATHER TO FACE A WEREWOLF ALONE AND DIE!” Orion yelled.
Snape’s
eyes widened and then frowned, “Your father?”
“Yes, you
idiot!” snarled Orion, “And don’t you even dare to hope that the Dark Lord
won’t be hearing about this!”
Snape’s
eyes narrowed and he moved to bring up his wand, but before he could complete
the movement Orion shouted, “Stupefy!” And Snape was thrown backwards
and crumbled to the floor unconscious.
Orion
didn’t waste a minute longer and ran towards the direction he had heard the
last whimper coming from. He ran for what seemed like ages and couldn’t find
anyone. He was extremely worried about his father’s condition and looked around
frantically but didn’t see anyone.
Suddenly
he heard a loud snarling coming from his right and he spun to be faced by
Moony. He gathered all the inner magic he could and hissed in parseltongue, “Sssomnient
sssserpentssssortia!” And the little snake he had conjured against Krum
shot from his wand and quickly slithered towards Moony and bit him. The
werewolf instantly dropped to the floor sound asleep. Orion didn’t know for how
long he would be asleep considering he was a werewolf but he hoped it would be
for a few hours at least.
He kept
running and after a while saw a figure laid ahead on the ground. He halted when
he felt an intense cold sweeping over him. Orion felt his breath catch in his
chest. The cold went deeper than his skin. It was inside his chest, it was
inside his very heart...He looked up and saw at least a hundred Dementors,
their hidden faces beneath their hoods looking down at him. He quickly kneeled
besides his father and searched for his pulse. He was alive, but barely. The
fight with Moony had taken a lot from him. He felt the coldness in his chest
again and then he heard something inside his mind……
Someone
was screaming, screaming inside his head... a woman...
"Not
Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!"
"Stand
aside, you silly girl... stand aside, now..."
"Not
Harry, please no, take me, kill me instead -"
Orion
gasped for air dazedly when it stopped and looked around to see Dementors above
his father sucking translucent white memories out of him while his body arched
away from the ground. Orion felt Dementors sweeping down towards him and
frantically searched his mind for that spell he had read about….. that spell
that he had conscientiously reread until he knew it by heart, knowing that it
would be useful in the future….but he couldn’t think clearly…..he was tired…so
tired…. what was it?... what was that spell…two words…. Yes! He suddenly
remembered it. He closed his eyes and focused inwardly, ignoring his
surroundings. He searched for that memory, his happiest…..When they had just
found out that he was Sirius’ son…..Sirius had embraced him and cried on his
shoulder…..He felt a warmth spreading through his body and kept focusing on the
memory. He let himself be submerged in it and then he opened his eyes,
brandished his wand and bellowed, “Expecto Patronum!”
Two pure
white corporeal shapes shot out of his wand and he watched mesmerized how the
beautiful Phoenix and the magnificent great Basilisk chased the Dementors away,
who fled in panic. He looked down at his wand in amazement and whispered, “Life
and Death…”
Orion
crawled towards his father and rested his head on his chest. Orion sighed in
relief when he heard Sirius’ low heartbeat. He started getting drowsy….he felt
so tired….so drained….if he could just sleep for a moment…..just for a little
while….Then, Orion felt as if a warm blanket had been thrown over him and
slowly opened his eyes to see his Basilisk patronus curled around his body and
the Phoenix in front of him with his wings spread, creating a protective
shelter for him. They irradiated so much light and warmth. He smiled tiredly at
them.
Suddenly
he heard steps falling on the ground and people approaching. He sat up with
great effort and embraced his father with one arm while he aimed his wand
forwards with the other. He felt exhausted and drained. All in the same day he
had dueled for hours in the Dueling Tournament and had come to his father’s
rescue. He didn’t know how much more he could take. The patronuses were still
with him and he suddenly felt his magic reenergizing by their presence and he smiled
at them in gratitude. He wasn’t sure how his magic was doing it, but he was
grateful all the same. He saw Snape coming forwards from between the trees,
followed by an old wizard with a white long beard and shockingly purple robes
that he recognized as Dumbledore. Behind them were five wizards with flowing
red robes and Orion deduced they were Aurors due to their attire. He saw
Dumbledore’s eyes widening when he saw him and his patronuses promptly vanished
into thin air.
Before
Orion could even twitch, one of the Aurors cast, “Expelliarmus!” and his
wand was ripped away from his hand. Orion shakily stood in front of his father,
who was still unconscious, and glared at them.
Dumbledore
took a step forwards and gently said, “My dear boy, let us take you to the
infirmary. You seem exhausted.”
Orion
sneered at him and replied, “And what about my father?”
“You’re
father will be taken care of by the Aurors,” replied Dumbledore softly.
Ah, so
Snape had already informed Dumbledore that Sirius was his father. Did
Dumbledore know as well that Pettigrew had been here? That Sirius was innocent
from the charges he was imprisoned for?
Orion
arched an eyebrow and said, “Why should he be taken by the Aurors if he’s
innocent?”
“He bears
the Dark Mark, I’m sorry to tell you, but he isn’t innocent,” said Dumbledore
shaking his head sadly.
Orion
yelled in anger, “HE WAS INNOCENT FROM THE CRIME HE WAS CONVICTED FOR! AND YOU
KNOW IT! HE HASN’T DONE ANYTHING ILLEGAL!”
Dumbledore
regarded him impassively and replied quietly, “Nevertheless, he’s a Death Eater
now.”
“THAT
DOESN’T MAKE HIM A CRIMINAL!” Orion bellowed.
A
scruffy-looking Auror stepped forward and grunted, “Enough! We’ll take Black
and you’ll stand aside, boy, if you know what’s good for you.”
Before
Orion could reply another Auror conjured tight ropes around his wrists and
another one came forward and grabbed him tightly by the neck with one hand and
used his other arm to lock Orion’s body against his chest. Orion struggled
fiercely against him but it was useless, his body was too tired and didn’t have
enough energy.
The other
Aurors reached Sirius and conjured magical handcuffs for his wrists and ankles
and cast “Levicorpus” to take him with them.
“LEAVE
HIM ALONE! HE’S INNOCENT” cried Orion struggling against his capturer, “DON’T
TOUCH HIM!”
Dumbledore
said sadly to him, “My dear boy, I’m very sorry. But this is necessary; your
father is a Death Eater.”
Orion
growled at him but his attention was diverted when he saw the Aurors press a
portkey into Sirius’ limp hand and he disappeared.
“NO!!!
BRING HIM BACK!!!” shrieked Orion. He hadn’t expected them to use a portkey! He
thought they were taking him using the Levicorpus spell! He had planned on
acting when the time was right and take Sirius with him, but now he couldn’t! He
fell into despair and sagged against the Auror still holding him. The Auror
released his neck and grabbed him under his armpits to hold him better.
Orion
knew it had to be now or never. He could see his wand laying on the ground
yards away from him and there only remained Snape and Dumbledore, which were
talking between themselves in low whispers, and the Auror that was holding him.
He closed his eyes and concentrated on his inner magical core. He was exhausted
but his magic seemed alive in him, as if his own need for it had caused it to
swell and swirl in order to not disappoint its owner and master. He focused on
a thin strand of magic that he had mentally picked from his core and directed
it towards his hands. When he felt the magic concentrating in his palms, he
opened his eyes and cast a wandless and non-verbal spell to remove the ropes
around his wrists. He smirked in satisfaction when they turned to dust and
faded into the wind. The Auror hadn’t noticed anything and Orion quickly cast
wandlessly “Petrificus Totalus!” followed immediately by an “Accio
wand!”
The Auror
dropped to the ground stiff as a board and Snape and Dumbledore had spun around
towards him with widened surprised eyes. Orion didn’t lose a second and aimed
his wand at them and cast a dark spell that covered both of them in a pitch
black dense bubble that wouldn’t allow them to see anything through it. Already
sure that they wouldn’t see his transformation, Orion turned into BlackWing and
flew away towards the castle. The flight seemed endless but he finally reached
Hogwarts’ main entrance and transformed back. He quickly ran through the main
hall and desperately looked for the way to the dungeons.
Orion
heard someone shout, “Oi, you there! What are you doing up this time of the
night? Curfew was hours ago!”
Orion
spun around and was faced with a tall thin red-headed boy with a Prefect batch.
He aimed his wand at him and snarled, “Which is the way to the dungeons?”
The boy
snottily replied, “Look, here. I’m a Prefect and you can’t talk to me like
that-“
“Shut
it!” snapped Orion, “Tell me how to reach the dungeons or by Merlin that I will
strike you down right here and not even your parents will be able to recognize
you!”
Percy
Weasley scowled at the boy in front of him but he was a practical wizard so he
replied coldly, “Go straight ahead and turn to the right. You’ll see some
stairs going down. They’ll take you to the dungeons.”
“Thank
you,” said Orion before sprinting away. By the time he reached the dungeons he
was breathing heavily and thought that his legs wouldn’t be able carry him for
an extra feet more.
He
stopped when he saw a huge portrait of Salazar Slytherin. This was the portrait
that guarded Slytherin’s dorms according to Draco’s letters! The portrait
supposedly never spoke, you just had to say the password and he would allow you
entrance. But Orion didn’t have one! He regarded the portrait silently, which
only glared at him maliciously. Orion decided to give it a shot and hissed in
parseltongue, “Let me inssside.”
Slytherin’s
portrait marginally widened his eyes and hissed back, “Who are you, boy? I
have never sssseen you around.”
Orion
glared at him and replied back frantically, “Jussst let me in! It’sss
urgent!”
But the
portrait didn’t seem to be in any hurry, he asked in curiosity, “Are you my
heir? I thought there only remained one.”
Orion was
getting desperate; they could come back any moment now and Sirius had most
surely been taken straight back to Azkaban, he needed to act quickly! He looked
at the portrait and replied almost shouting, “No, I’m not! Jussst let me in!
I need to get in right now!!”
Slytherin’s
portrait inspected him carefully and then nodded. The portrait began to move
forwards and Orion hurriedly went inside and he heard Slytherin hissing at him,
“You’re my hei-”
Orion
paid him no mind and as soon as he entered the common room he bellowed, “DRACO!
DRACO! COME OUT PLEASE!”
After a
while he heard movement to the side and saw Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy come
out from a door on his right. They were in their silk pyjamas and were looking
at him in disbelief. Both of them had grown quite a bit since Orion had last
seen them, but he didn’t have time to consider such trivialities.
Draco
gasped, “Merlin’s beard, Orion, what are you doing here?”
Orion
urgently grabbed his arm and asked him, “Do you still have the portkey that
takes you to Malfoy Manor?”
Draco
confusedly nodded his head and Orion said pleadingly, “Then, please, you must
give it to me!”
When he
saw that Draco was about to argue, Orion grabbed him tighter and said
desperately, “I can’t tell you more now, I’ll tell you about it later. But you
must help me! I must see your father right away! He’s the only one that can
help me. Please, Draco!!”
“All
right, wait here, I’ll bring it back. But tell my father that it wasn’t my
fault, that you forced me to!” said Draco before turning around and
disappearing behind the door to his dorm.
Orion
shook his head in amusement and dropped tiredly on one of the leather couches.
Blaise was silently scrutinizing him and he was thankful for it. He didn’t wish
to speak to anyone.
A few
moments later, Draco returned with a small beautifully sculpted figure of a
dragon. Orion murmured, “You and your dragons…”
“Oi! I’m
doing you a favor!” huffed Draco indignantly.
Orion
smiled tiredly at him and said softly, “I know and I thank you.” Then he added
urgently, “You can’t tell anyone about this! Least of all to Snape or
Dumbledore!! You haven’t seen me! Promise me!”
Draco
frowned but nodded. Blaise did so as well.
Orion
grabbed the figurine and soon felt himself spinning and everything became a
blur.
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