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Gillyflower, Heliotrope and Hemlock.	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Sirius Views: 9034 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Sixteen

Dogs of war and men of hate

With no cause, we don't discriminate

Discovery is to be disowned

Our currency is flesh and bone

Hell opened up and put on sale

Gather 'round and haggle

– ‘Dog’s of War’ By Pink Floyd
Sirius fell to the floor in a heap of black cloth, his body was shuddering violently and he was deaf to his friends’ cries of outrage. Soft footsteps moved closer to him and he felt long fingers tangle in his hair, his head was yanked roughly upwards and he groaned as it sent shockwaves of agony through his battered body. His vision was blurry, he was only able to see vague smudges of colour as a pale blob of a face appeared in his line of vision. Bella crouched beside him, her smile wide enough to reveal her teeth. “Poor, poor Sirius…” She hissed softly, caressing her cousin’s face with the tip of her wand and leaving behind a dark smear of his own blood. “To lose so much so young. Do you remember, precious cousin? Do you remember his pitiful wails as I cut off his cock?” She laughed, a sound that throbbed through Sirius’ head and made him want to scream. “Refresh my memory, dear, what was his name again?”
Sirius growled and used the little strength he had to spit into her face. With movements as swift as a pouncing cat, Bellatrix released him and whipped her wand downwards. Sirius was hit by a flash of yellow light and he screamed as pain ignited his nerves. He was blasted backwards and hit the wall with a thud and a yelp, he fell back to the floor and lay still whimpering and shuddering. His hair fell across his white, blood smeared face as his limp fingers twitched. His eyes gazed blankly up at the ceiling, they appeared huge in his face and as empty as two silver coins.
“NO! No! Stop!” Remus screamed from James’ side, he struggled with ever increasing violence with the invisible bonds that held him firmly in place. “Stop it!”
“Quiet you filthy mutt!” Lucius shouted and hit Remus in the chest with a well aimed curse. Remus slumped forward with a grunt; his head hung low and his hands clenched tightly into fists at his sides.
“S-Sirius…” Remus whispered as blood dripped in a steady rhythm from his torn lips. He flinched violently as he heard Sirius utter another high pitched scream, the awful noise in concert with Bellatrix’s insane laughter. Slowly Remus raised his head, eyes wide behind the curtain of his fine grey-brown hair. He saw Sirius writhing desperately on the floor, his fingernails broken as he left bloody smears across the floor boards. When he was released from the spell Sirius gasped in a breath and closed his eyes, his head was buried in the crook of one arm while his other hand lay limply at his side. His shoulders shook and heaved but he made no other sounds. In the silence they could all hear the soft creaks of the house moving around them, somewhere, from out in the Forest, an owl called loudly.
“Looks as if the little Werewolf wants to play.” Bellatrix cooed, she fingered her wand eagerly as she took a few steps towards Remus. She kicked Sirius’ hand aside as he reached up to grab her ankle, she turned her eyes to his shaking form.
“L-Leave…” Sirius gasped, somehow forcing himself onto all fours. “L-Leave…him…” His voice was rough, his throated cracked and dry from amount of screaming he’d done but, when he lifted his head, his eyes were sparkling with fury. His well manicured eyebrows were drawn into a dark frown and he bared his teeth at his cousin. “Leave him…out of this…you hell bitch!”
Bellatrix laughed derisively, the noise echoed through the small room. “Oh shut up Sirius.” She snapped and kicked him firmly in the jaw with the point of her heeled boot. Sirius’ tongue sliced through the end of his tongue as he was thrown backwards with the force of the kick, he spat yet more blood to the floor and tried to ignore the pain in his head. “Come on then you disgusting little dog, let’s play!” Bellatrix smiled and made a twisting gesture with her wand. Remus was forced forward and onto all fours before her, he found himself staring at her feet dazedly, slowly he lifted his head and gazed at the tip of her wand as it was pointed directly between his eyes.
James watched in mute horror as Bellatrix reached into her robes and withdrew a pale silver knife, he watched helplessly as the knife was slammed straight into Remus’ hand. He bit back his cry of grief as he watched Remus tense and bite down hard on his bottom lip, not a single sound escaped him even when she pulled the knife free of his flesh and ran the now crimson blade down his cheek. Blood trickled from the long cut and there was a little smoke escaping from the wound. Remus released his held breath in a rush as Bella pulled away with a sadistic chuckle.
Lucius stood up from where he was sat in a corner, he walked sedately over to James and stood behind him. “Having fun watching the show, Potter?” He muttered in his ear. James made no sound but his eyes darkened in anger as Lucius’ breath tickled his ear. “Of course, this is little more than the by-show compared to what the Dark Lord will have in store for you. Don’t worry, your little friends won’t be alive long enough to watch their leader crumble. The Dark Lord is merciful, even to his most hated enemies.” James watched Bellatrix torture his friends with laughter in her eyes, even he had to admit that there was a certain insane beauty about her and it scared him how much she looked like Sirius. He swallowed, trying and failing to ignore Sirius’ weakening screams and Remus’ pained grunts. He stared in horrified fascination as a portion of Sirius’ hair began to turn white as his body went into shock from prolonged Cruciatus. “I suspect it hurts…does it, Potter?” Lucius sounded gleeful as he continued to whisper into James’ helpless ear. “I cannot possibly imagine what it feels like to be so trapped. Unable to help your best friends as they’re tortured to death. Oh, of course, the Werewolf has a lot worse in store for him when we hand him over to Greyback. I’m sure we’ll be very entertained as we watch the others tear him to shreds in one of our games. After all, meat is meat to the starving, isn’t it? It will be fun. The full moon only adds atmosphere. I’m sure bets will be placed but I would highly doubt there will be good odds for your friend, he really won’t stand a chance.”
James felt the savage burn of defeat in his heart, he tasted bitterness in the back of his throat and fought desperately to control himself. He watched in mute horror as Sirius was finally lifted from the floor with magic, his body utterly limp and his robes bloody rags. He hung in the air like the Muggle’s crucified Christ, his arms stretched out to either side of himself and his feet dangling below. Bella smiled and lifted her wand. “I’m growing bored now, little Siri.” She said quietly. “You cannot express the sheer joy this has brought me, I suppose for that I can make your death quick…Good bye, little cousin.”
Remus let out an inarticulate shout from where Bella had left him, tied to the bed post with heavy ropes. He tried to fight his restraints but they were too strong. James felt his heart stop in his throat, his lungs emptied of air and his eyes burned savagely.
Sirius heard his cousin’s words and smiled behind the dark curtain of his hair. He didn’t fear death. He had never really feared it. His body had never experienced such pain before, his very bones ached and all he could think of was finding some way to end it. They had done their jobs, they had brought the one who would defeat the Dark Lord. It was over…Finally.
“Ah, so finally she finishe-” Lucius’ breathing caught, he stopped speaking mid-sentence. James frowned, slowly turning his head as it was the only part of him that could move. He saw Lucius’ eyes widen and heard a rough whisper that came from the shadows behind the blond.
“Move and I’ll kill you.”
The voice was almost unrecognisable, it took James a second to work out who it must belong to. When he did his jaw dropped a little.
“Now, do exactly as I say...drop your wand and tell Bellatrix to let Sirius go.” Harry’s voice had taken on a hard edge to it, it was no longer the slightly confused teenage boy they had met in the other dimension but the voice of a hardened Auror. The voice of a man. Harry’ wand dug painfully into Lucius’ ribs, he had disarmed him and now held his wand in his free hand. “Do it!” He hissed, his green eyes narrowed with fury. “I won’t let her kill him. If she does you die the second his corpse hits the floor, do you understand me Mr. Malfoy?”
Malfoy gulped helplessly, he moved his eyes to see Bella lifting her wand to strike the final blow. “B-Bella…” He said, too softly. The wand in his side gave another sharp jab and he winced. “Bella!” He said loudly and gained her attention, she turned a furious glare on him and spotted the figure stood at his back.
“Luci-” The words died on her lips as her eyes widened. “My, my…What do we have here then?” She said softly, her voice dark and sultry like the hissing of a snake.
“Let Sirius go or I’ll kill him.” Harry said firmly, already he was fully aware that Bellatrix Lestrange may not actually care too much whether Lucius died or not. She laughed loudly to confirm Harry’s suspicions, his heart went cold.
“Oh dear, oh deary me…” She chuckled and waved her wand at Sirius’ floating body absently, he was sent crashing into the wall where he fell unconscious to the floor. “And what makes you think that I care what happens to him?”
Harry smirked, he knew that his face was mostly hidden by shadows and all she could see of him were his eyes and smile. “Oh, I know you don’t, Bellatrix…But I also know that the Dark Lord won’t want him dead. At least, not yet. He hasn’t planned to have his closest Death Eater’s killed off one by one and I’m sure he has no wish to lose someone within his inner circle. Now, do as I say.”
Bellatrix watched him, absently stroking her wand as she considered. “And who, may I ask, is daring to threaten the Dark Lord’s most faithful?”
Harry shook his head. “Who I am doesn’t matter to you.”
“Oh, I think it does. I know those pretty eyes…” Bellatrix grinned and raised her wand. “I know who those eyes once belonged to because I helped the Dark Lord cut them out of her pretty little head!” A blast of light was sent streaking towards Harry who was forced to defend himself with his own, Lucius struggled free and backed off to Bella’s side. He stood and stared as the deflected spell blasted a hole in the wall, now he could see who had been holding him for ransom. “Oh! Oh this is good!” Bella crowed in excitement. “There’s two of them!”
Lucius gaped at the impossible scene before him. There stood James Potter, immobalised by his own spell and beside him stood…another James Potter. Only this one had eyes the colour of the finest emeralds and shaped like perfect almonds, the eyes of the Mudblood woman the Dark Lord himself had murdered. “I-Im…Impossible!” He whispered softly and heard the rustling of robes as Bella moved faster than lightening, he felt a sudden savage burn in his left arm and turned to her with huge eyes. “Bella…what…?!”
“Shut up and trap them here!” She screamed furiously, she looked more deranged than she had ever done before. “Trap them and don’t let any of them escape, especially that boy!”
Harry felt pain explode in his head, as if he had been struck by lightning. He gasped and stumbled backwards into the decimated wall. His knees went weak but before he could fall he felt strong arms holding him upright. Sluggishly he recognised his father’s face and before darkness could claim him he muttered in his ear; “S-Save…save them…He’s…coming…”
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