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Corvus	By : LadyFreak Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 23965 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 7
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Disclaimer: I don't, and never will, own Harry Potter. All plots and characters belong to J.K. Rowling and company.

::Parseltongue::

:/:Telapathic Parseltongue:/:

/mind-to-mind with Huginn/

'thoughts'

"Normal Speech"

A/N: Another chapter for you all since the last one was so upsetting. I am sorry about that, but it is how the story had to go. I've also received quite a few complaints about this story being too angsty... erm okay. I've read MUCH worse, so I'm sorry if you do not like this story. I write as the muse sees fit... The words flow and I like the direction they take.

With that said, I do appreciate the comments and reviews. I've even added things to chapters thanks to reviews. Originally Luna was not here, but when I went back to edit I found a way to add her that I liked and it works out!

So, thank you to all my reviewers and readers. Please keep reading, it will get better, but Corvus as the main character is bound to be beat up quite a bit :/

(34) Azkaban

Corvus woke to the feeling of rocking and a cold mist drenching him. He hissed in pain when he tried to move his head.

A wand point pressed to his back. "Please make me stupefy you again," came the voice of Black from behind him.

Once they landed, Corvus was dragged by his arms to the office where they told him to remove all his belongings. Luckily he had inconspicuously slipped both of his wands to Severus. Hopefully the man would appreciate his stealth.

It was amusing to watch the men trying to remove his protection amulets.

The first couple were thrown across the room. The next, however was smart and told him to remove them himself. Corvus refused, of course... until the punches started.

He swore as a fist broke his cheekbone, followed by a few more hits.

"Fine. Bloody bastards!" he shouted hoarsely. He was innocent and planned to leave the hell alive.

He quickly removed his necklaces, kissing each before handing them over. Each was precious to him, especially the mirror connected to his mother. He was grateful that his wrist cuff could not be seen, thought it would only protect him from Aura readings.

He sighed as he handed them over, not seeing the fist that was going to collide with his head.

()

Mandy and Morag were going crazy at Hogwarts. It had been four days since Mrs. Norris was found hanging from the torch, petrified.

They hadn't seen their friend since he was dragged into the classroom by Professor Snape. They were ushered to their dormitories directly after.

Where was Corvus? What happened? They didn't want to believe the papers. How could they send an innocent 12 year old to Azkaban?

Draco had no idea where their friend was, they did not feel comfortable going to Professor Snape, and that irritable Luna just smiled sadly at them and spoke in riddles.

"He'll be back," she said serenely. "No more than a moon's cycle. He will need you," she told them, the last bit directed at Morag.

"Where is he Luna?" Mandy hissed, annoyed at the answers.

But the girl just returned to studying her upside down Quibbler magazine.

()

Corvus was shivering on the cold dungeon floor, trying to roll as far into a ball as he could to preserve his body heat.

He was beyond pissed off. He had no trial and was not even questioned.

:/:Massster?:/:

/I am aware again, Vé/ He thought softly to her.

Véurr and Corvus had been losing consciousness as the Dementors were gliding past his cell. The horrendous creatures must have loved 'fresh meat' and had been by his cell hourly. Because of this, neither had any idea how long they had been there. They had limited contact with Huginn as they were trying to protect their friend from having to feel the effects of the creatures.

:/:He will regret his actionsss, Massster. You know thisss.:/: Véurr hissed softly

Corvus smirked /Oh I know. And after this, he will not be the only one./

/Young Master and Vé are awake again./ Came Huginn's affectionate voice.

/Yes, Huginn. We apologize for not contacting you. We feared you getting an echo of the Dementors' effects.

/I understand young Master and I thank you for your protection, though I wish you remained in contact instead./

/Are you well,Huginn? Where are you? How long have we been here?/

/Hedwig and I have flown to your mother. We are both well. It has been eight sunsets since you have been taken./

/Any news?/ Corvus asked.

/Your mother varies between angry and sad. She has been visited by Lord Reus, but they are not having any luck in the Ministry./

A loud bang on the bars of his cell, broke their mental conversation for the moment. Teal eyes opened slowly and observed Sirius Black entering his cell with two unknown Aurors.

"Where am I?" he asked one of the Aurors accompanying Black.

"High security cell in Azkaban."

Corvus' eyes widened in shock. The High security levels were few. There were only two cells on each level- and they were on opposite end of the corridor. Here there were also bi-hourly visits from the Dementors, which explained why he had such a hard time staying awake.

"So, I am the only prisoner on this level?" he asked. When Corvus received a nod in answer, he huffed in annoyance, "Great, can't even meet my father while I'm stuck here," he said annoyed. He was slightly amused as the Aurors tried not to smirk at his nonchalance. He acted like he was on vacation, not in a cell in a Wizarding prison.

Black finally had enough. "Where is the snake?" the wizard hissed. Corvus snorted before laying back down and closing his eyes again. "Where is the damn snake?!"

A strong stinging hex hit his thigh and he yelped. "Son of a bitch!" He reached to his throat to remember having to remove all of his pendants upon arrival. His face was still pained from the assault.

"Watch your language! Now tell me where your snake is." Another hex.

The Aurors with Black looked very uncomfortable at the man's treatment of a 12 year old.

"Think I'll tell you anything? Once I'm out of here Black, you will be scrubbing the cells of Azkaban." Corvus hissed.

"You're not getting out," Black said smirking at him.

Corvus returned the smirk, making the Auror's own fade. "You really think that? I didn't get a trial. Hell. I never even got questioned." The Aurors behind Black looked shocked at these revelations. "But, wait. That's right. Always enjoy imprisoning the innocent, eh? Having fun abusing a twelve year old, Black? I'll get out, and it will be legally."

Black sent a few more stinging hexes at him before turning and leaving. The two Aurors sent a nod in his direction before leaving themselves.

/If I had not performed that ritual this summer, Véurr, you would no longer be with us/ Corvus sent sadly.

:/:I have never been more grateful for your vissionsss Massster:/:

/Young Master, may I make a suggestion?/ Huginn asked, carefully.

/Of course/

/If there are more attacks, you will still be blamed. Why not show that you have Véurr with you? You cannot be arrested for the ritual since it was not performed in England./

Before he could reply his mind was filled with visions of the past. Images of a green light, his own crying and James Potter's belt bounced around his mind before he fell into blackness.

()

The next morning, Corvus woke aching horribly. His cell doors opened and a female auror with bright pink hair entered.

"We need to know where the snake stays, Mr. Lestrange," she said in a serious tone.

Corvus said nothing, but looked at the woman. "Who are you and why are they only asking questions now? Not like anyone cared what I had to say eight days ago."

"I am Auror Tonks. I was unaware of you not being questioned. We were told you refused to answer any questions."

"Are you serious? They stunned me and my godfather at Hogwarts. I woke on the boat coming to this god forsaken prison. They beat me," he pointed to his bruised face, "and I gave over my possessions."

"If you are innocent as you claim, then you need to tell us where she nests. There was another attack. This time a student."

"How about we make a deal," he said, thoughts flying through his mind.

"I'm not authorized to make such a thing. However, I can hear you out and bring the information to my superiors."

Corvus frowned in annoyance. "Fine. I want a meeting with my father, unsupervised for at least two hours. Then I will answer your questions."

The pink haired witch tilted her head to the side in thought. "I could always force veritaserum on you," she said.

"I am a minor. Imprisoned or not, you would need my mother's permission which I highly doubt you will get unless I have a representative with me at the time of questioning. Considering that I have yet to be questioned or given a trial, I doubt the ministry would allow that to happen."

"I will see what we can do," she answered tightly, then turned and left.

She returned hours later with a man heavily shackled. Corvus was quite surprised at how fast that went through, but he figured they wanted answers desperately. That and his own threat was truthful- they didn't want him to have a representative. He watched on bored as she also placed cuffs on his wrists. "Magic dampeners. You have your two hours. I will be outside."

She conjured a chair and pushed the gaunt man into it. The two wizards remained silent until the cell door closed.

"So you are my heir," the man stated with a raspy voice.

Corvus looked over the man and realized this was indeed Rodolphus. He looked a far cry from the handsome man in his mother's photos, but it was definitely him.

"I am," he replied finally. "Corvus Cygnus Lestrange."

"Tell me about you. Severus has told me some, but I want to know more."

Corvus moved closer and spoke in a low voice, not trusting the odd witch standing outside his door. He repeated some of what Severus told the man, not knowing what all was told.

Rodolphus was suitably disturbed and angry at the boy's treatment all his life. He was happy that Bellatrix had found him- not only to give him an heir, but to bring the boy to safety. He was glad that thanks to that meeting in an alley, the boy was raised properly and happy.

Corvus looked at his father wearily, waiting for the response. Would he be too weak for this man? Would he be embarassed or proud?

As if hearing his thoughts, the man spoke, "You are an amazing young wizard and I am proud to call you my son, and the Heir of House Lestrange." The boy leaned forward and hugged the man, ignoring the fact that they were both filthy beyond reason. "I am sorry I cannot be there for you. I was a fool to follow Crouch to the Longbottom home. I did not cast the spells and tried to get the man to stop."

The boy slowly released his father before asking, "Why were you arrested then? If you weren't responsible for the attack on them?"

"I was a marked Death Eater. Though I had never killed unless in self defense, the marking was enough for Dumbledore."

"Why did you follow the Dark Lord?" Corvus asked, curious.

"I agreed with his original vision, but as time passed he changed. He saw power in the way people feared him. He saw power in death. There were many of us wary of his new goals. It was no longer separation from muggles and muggleborns- he wanted to annihilate them. But we were marked. There was no escaping then."

Just then the cell doors banged open and Auror Tonks walked in. "Your two hours are up," she said simply.

Corvus hugged his father again, glad to have finally been able to meet the man.

()

It wasn't until the next day that the witch returned to ask her questions. "Where does your familiar rest? The more she attacks, the harsher the sentence will be for you."

Corvus looked at the ceiling, angry. "First of all, this is not a 'sentence' since I have yet to have a trial. Secondly, Véurr is not the attacker! The attacker is an ancient basilisk living in the castle that I reported a month ago!" He took a steadying breath. "I tried to find out where he rests, but he is ill in his mind according to Vé."

"Who did you send the report to?"

"Severus Snape and Board of Governor member Lucius Malfoy."

"Likely story to have two rare serpents in the same location at the same time." She replied sarcastically with a tint of anger. Corvus didn't say anything, but stood from his hay cot and began to take off his shirt. "W-what are you doing?" Tonks nearly screeched.

"I told you I would answer your questions. You honored your end of the deal and I will honor mine. He paused in his undressing and looked into gray eyes, "Thank you by the way. That was the first time I met my father. Though the conditions were less than pleasant, I am happy to have had the opportunity." He waited her to acknowledgement before continuing. "As far as removing my shirt, you wanted to know where Véurr rested." Corvus finished removing his shirt and closed his eyes, releasing Véurr from her merged state. He heard Tonks gasp just as the snake wrapped around his torso, her head setting on his shoulder. He pet her while looking at Tonks. "I told them she was always with me, but no one asked how. This is only the second time I have been questioned. The first time by Sirius Black was the night before last." He pointed to a couple of welts left by the hexes. "It didn't go very well."

Tonks cleared her throat. "I can see that," she said as she drew her wand making Corvus step back. "I need to take her with me."

He let out a laugh. "Do you really think I look that stupid? Put a force field around the cell so there's no way she can escape, but I am not letting my familiar go with you to be executed. Because guilty or not, that is what will happen."

Tonks sent a stunner at him, but he dodged it. She sent another and it bounced off the snake's skin. Corvus closed his eyes again and the snake merged into a tattoo on his skin. He replaced his shirt and sat in his cot.

"You taking her was not part of the deal. I said I would answer your questions and I have. Véurr is my familiar and I will not give her up due to some circumstances that happen to match. We are innocent and I will not give her up, not even for my freedom." He raised his brow at the still shocked Auror. "Want proof? Ask Draco Malfoy, Morag MacDougal, and Mandy Brockelhurst where I was when Filch's cat was attacked. I'll even give you- and you alone- permission to put a temporary trace on Véurr- just until we are released."

"Do you think I would need permission? You seem quite sure about being released, Mr. Lestrange"

"Why wouldn't I be? I'm innocent. You would need my permission because Véurr is in her merged form and you will not be able to get to her unless I release her. Not to mention she is a Basilisk so the chances of you getting a spell to stick are slim to none."

"It is said that the Dementors don't affect those who are innocent," she said angrily.

"Unless they have a difficult past that will be repeated every time one of those creatures draws near," Corvus hissed angrily.

With that he sat on his cot and closed his eyes, ignoring the gaping Auror still standing in his cell. As he heard her finally moving, he watched as she warded his cell door. /Probably a barrier ward, whatever's inside is safe, but nothing can come or go. Anti-animagus, anti-vermin sort of protection/ He felt Véurr's hiss of annoyance. /Not that you are vermin, my beautiful serpent./ The wave of approval she sent him made him chuckle.

()

At Hogwarts the rumors were running rampant.

"Always knew the ponce was a dark wizard!" hissed Ronald Weasley. His voice echoed across the hall. The boy wasn't the only one with this thought running in his mind. Many Hufflepuffs and some Ravenclaws thought the same.

The latest paper had an article titled 'Another Dark Lestrange?' much to the annoyance of few. Most of the students, and even some professors, nodded their heads as they read through the page. The only exceptions from the staff were Snape and Flitwick.

The article alluded to whether Corvus' 'dark tendencies' came from his mother becoming pregnant while his father had the mark. This in itself sent the Slytherins into harsh whispered conversations. Many of those children had Death Eater parents and they did not appreciate being branded 'evil' just because of a mark on their parents' arms.

A sudden flash at the Ravenclaw table had the hall becoming silent.

"Miss McDougal!" McGonagall yelled. "Five points from Ravenclaw for magic in the great hall, another five for setting something on fire!"

Morag snorted. "I though accidental magic was expected of us," she said condescendingly. "Why am I being punished for accidentally setting my paper on fire. Why would I risk my books and school notes by doing something so foolish?" She asked, pointing to her homework on the table. It really was a burst of uncontrollable magic that turned her paper to ashes.

The Gryffindor Head of House gave her a disbelieving look, but Morag couldn't care less. The woman was worse than ever now that Corvus was not here to pick on.

()

The next time Corvus woke, was to the familiar sight of Aurors in his cell. Tonks, Potter, and Black were all present.

"What can I do for you today?" he drawled as if they had just entered his Manor home.

Potter was the one to speak this time, "Auror Tonks honored her half of the deal, yet you have not honored yours. She has told us you have the snake. We will be remanding her to custody. Hand her over."

Corvus glared at Tonks, who looked away quickly. "I did honor my part as I answered all the questions I was presented truthfully. I do have my familiar with me, but she will not be making an appearance, thanks. Auror Tonks has already warded the cell... probably with a barrier ward, correct?" At her nod, he continued. "Therefore, Vé will not be going anywhere. Besides are you sure you want to face a Basilisk, Aurors?"

Potter puffed out his chest. "Show the serpent or get the kiss, boy"

"Truly? And how would you get that order?"

The older wizard stalked the younger and it took all of Corvus' will not to shrink back or show fear. "Who said it would be an order?" Potter said silkily. "Dementors do get hungry sometimes... and we can't always stop them." He stepped back to look at the younger's face, but was shocked to see there was no reaction.

"How often have accidents happened since you have become an Auror, Potter?" he sneered, making sure his voice carried.

Corvus was tired of the games. He stood and removed his shirt and turned to show the tattoo. "There she is, Aurors. She will not be making an appearance though. If you want proof of her existence speak to Professors Volkov and Cecchini of Durmstrang and Stregonaria, respectfully. They were in attendance when I performed the ritual."

Tonks looked pensive while the others just sneered at the young Lestrange.

()

Corvus was pacing his cell trying to shake the last images the Dementors had pulled forward in his mind. He was angry that he had to remember thosedays. Damned Potters.

He also noticed as more negative memories were brought to the forefront of his mind, a few of his happier memories became foggy.

He did not like what that could mean for him.

Both Huginn and Véurr were speaking soothingly to the young wizard as he fought the anger and rage that was boiling just under the surface. It had now been three weeks since he was brought in... eighteen sunsets by Huginn's count.

No one had come since eight days ago when Auror Potter had tried to threaten him with the kiss. Véurr had been begging to be released to attack the entire time they were in his cell.

Suddenly cold began to overtake him again. "No... no.. NO!" He yelled as he collapsed under the memories once again.

()

A bang on the bars woke Corvus from his sleep. At least it wasn't unconsciousness, he thought to himself.

He looked up to see pink hair standing just inside the bars. "There's been another attack."

Corvus raised an eyebrow and removed his shirt. Vé had agreed to remain as she was, feeding from his magic every now and then. She would go on a long hunt when they got out of here. He put his arms to the side and did a turn.

"I don't believe you or... your familiar are responsible. Mandy Brocklehurst was the latest victim. She is just petrified, just as the Creevey boy was."

Corvus turned his back to the woman and slammed his fist into the wall a couple of times. /Damnit! I should have had you with her Huginn!/

/Young master, they never alerted anyone as to what could be causing the damage! They don't know it's a basilisk./

"They don't know..." he said to himself before turning to the auror. "The students don't know what's attacking, do they?" no answer. "DO THEY?" silence "Your ministry locks me up and some trumped up crap information just because my familiar could be what is attacking, yet you don't even tell the school what could be causing this?"

The pink head turning was all he needed to see.

He turned his back to the Auror again and controlled his breathing. He didn't even realize she left until the familiar cold began creeping in on him again.

()

Corvus came conscious with a sob in his throat. How much more could he take? He was really wondering that. He could feel the concern coming from his familiars, but couldn't do anything about it. He apologized to them as he pulled his Occlumency shields up tight before going to sleep.

When his shields were tight, they could not contact him, but the Dementors were also only an echo, allowing him to sleep instead of just being unconscious.

He couldn't shield constantly because too much time shielded from his familiars would make him lose them. In Véurr's case that was life or death. With that fact, he would take the Dementors over a possible loss of his familiars any day, but right now he needed sleep.

()

Corvus forced himself to wakefulness and looked around his cell.

Four weeks. One month. Twenty eight sunsets...

He pulled his shields up tight as he felt a dementor approaching. They were barely holding up anymore.

()

Ravenclaw house was a mess of whispers and murmurings. A new paper had come out asking about Corvus' innocence. It had finally been revealed that the boy did not have a trial or even a proper interrogation. Multiple letters from students and parents were quoted in the newspaper mentioning the recent attacks and wondering why the boy was still imprisoned if he obviously was not to blame.

Draco Malfoy sat at the Slytherin table with a smirk on his face. His aunt and her solicitor had finally gotten a hold of the prophet and ripped them to shreds. He had no doubt there were a few well worded threats in there as well.

Morag sat beside Luna silently. She had not spoken much since Mandy had been petrified. Other than answering questions in class and soft whispers to Luna, she was silent. The blonde girl was her only solace, supporting her just by being by her side.

She missed her friends and hoped beyond all hope that Corvus would be released and the Mandrake drought to heal those petrified would be ready soon.

()

The cold winter chill blew through the small cell. Corvus huddled in the corner trying to make himself small as possible while retaining body heat. He let out a harsh cough, cursing the ministry to hell and back.

He didn't react when the cell door opened for the fifth time since arriving. By his calculations it was December the fifth.

"Mr. Lestrange," came the Minister's pompous voice.

The boy just ignored him.

"Corvus," he knew that voice and his head snapped up to stare into the eyes of his godfather. He still made no move to get up, just waiting for what they had to say.

Tonks stepped forward with magic dampening cuffs and he shook his head and began to panic. They were really going to do it? He was going to get the kiss. "No, no, no, no, no..."

For the second time he could remember, red light filled his vision before blacking out.

()

Severus Snape looked at his godson sadly, not knowing what to say. the boy's eyes were dead after only a month in the prison. He didn't want to imagine them having to wait longer. Both Dumbledore and Fudge had wanted to leave the boy for 6 months, putting him a year behind his studies.

When the red light flashed across his vision, he pinned Black to the wall by his throat. "You bastard. Why the hell did you do that?"

The man had the nerve to smirk. "He wasn't going willingly"

Snape sneered, "Goddess only knows what you have done to him while he has been here, Black. Why would he go willingly? I bet you and your buddy even threatened a twelve year old innocent wizard with the kiss."

"There are more gentle spells, like a sleep spell, Auror Black," interrupted the now red-haired Tonks.

Black glared at the woman with betrayal. She was his cousin after all, she was supposed to side with him! But he couldn't think of anything to say and just shrugged. Severus released him and dropped him painfully to the floor.

()

Corvus woke to a bad crick in his neck and realized he was sitting in a chair... in a room... with a table?

"What?" he tried to rasp out.

"Ah, Mr. Lestrange," said Fudge's voice. "Finally awake I see"

Corvus took a breath and let it out slowly, but kept his eyes on his lap. He tried to remember the last moments before he blacked out... Black, that Son of a Skrewt sent a stupefy at him.

/Vé are you well?/ he asked his familiar.

:/:Yes, Massster :/:

/Huginn?/

/Yes Young Master. I am well./

He tried to move to stretch his sore muscles only to find he was cuffed to the chair. He returned to his breathing exercises. He paused momentarily at the sound of the door opening and closing.

"Mr. Lestrange," came an unfamiliar female voice. "I am Madame Bones. Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I understand there has been mishandling of this case."

Corvus couldn't help it and let out a hollow laugh. He finally picked his head up and looked at the older woman sitting before him. She looked to be in her forties, a little older than his mum and Severus. He had her deep brown hair pulled tight to her scalp. Though he couldn't see it, Corvus figured it was tight in a 'bun' on the back of her head.

When Madame Bones caught sight of his face, she gasped in shock, nearly losing her monocle. The boy was sallow cheeked and pale, but with an unhealthy yellow tinge to his skin. It was clear that he was treated poorly, even for being a prisoner. She also noted a slight deformity on the left side of his face. She would have to figure what that was about later.

"A bit, Madame" the boy said sarcastically, breaking her from her inspection.

Corvus knew he looked like hell. He had eaten only a couple of times a week, just enough to keep him alive. He could barely sleep while there, the nightmares brought forth by the Dementors keeping him from resting peacefully. He tried to move as much as possible, but there wasn't much he could do in such a small space. He also hadn't eaten much once he was put in the cell. The gruel they served was laced with potions most of the time- and that was when they decided to feed him. He could see his ribs the last time he checked and though he had no mirror, he was sure his face wasn't too nice to look at either.

"Well, we have your mother's permission to use veritaserum on you. Do you agree?"

"Only if it is tested and given by you Madame. And, only if my mother has reviewed all questions you plan to ask me. Especially if you have had contact with Albus Dumbledore."

The woman's eyes widened, but nodded anyway and left him in the room alone. After the last school year and all the trouble the boy had gone through, she shouldn't have been surprised. She returned with Severus by her side.

"Professor Snape," he said, not unkindly.

His godfather looked taken aback by the formality, but replied in kind with a nod, "Mr. Lestrange. I understand your concerns and will oversee this to ensure no questions not related to the case can be asked."

Corvus nodded his thanks and watched as Madame Bones pulled a vial from her robes. She waved her wand over it and watched as the word 'veritaserum' floated above it. She then stood and approached him, seemingly shocked again when he opened his mouth for the dose.

"What is your name?"

"Corvus Cygnus Lestrange" well the one he has now anyway...

"When is your birthday?"

"August 10, 1980" well... it is his birthday, just not his date of birth...

Severus nodded in agreement to the information.

"Did you paint the walls that the Chamber of Secrets was open at Hogwarts?"

"No"

"Did you order your familiar to attack any students or Argus Filch's cat, Mrs. Norris?"

"No"

"Where were you the night of the attack on Mrs. Norris?"

"Dinner in the Great Hall followed by a small ritual at the front of the castle with Draco Malfoy, Morag MacDougal, and Mandy Brocklehurst. We entered the castle and dropped Draco off at the Dungeons. We were on our way back to Ravenclaw tower and found Mrs. Norris and the painted wall."

Madame Bones nodded. "Where was your basiliisk familiar, Véurr, during this time?"

"With me"

"Did you order your basilisk familiar Véurr to attack Dennis Creevey?"

"No"

"Where was she at the time of the attack?"

"In Azkaban with me"

"Did you order your basilisk familiar Véurr to attack Mandy Brocklehurst?"

"No. I would never" he answered with venom in his voice.

"Where was she at the time of the attack?"

"In Azkaban with me"

"How was your basilisk familiar in Azkaban with you?"

"I performed a ritual under the guidance of Professor Volkov of Durmstrang and Professor Cecchini of Stregonaria over the summer so that she could merge with me in the form of a tattoo."

"Which I have heard from a report given by Auror Tonks. She has already verified the facts. Very well." She let out a heavy sigh and stepped forward to administer the antidote before opening the door and speaking to someone outside.

Minister Fudge walked in, smiling "Mr. Lestrange. All charges are hereby dropped and 50,000 Galleons will be deposited into your vault at Gringotts for the inconvenience. We apologize for the misunderstanding."

"Inconvenience... misunderstanding..." he whispered in disbelief while looking at the idiot in front of him. His eyes snapped back to the woman who interviewed him. "Madame, since you are the head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, I'd like to bring my own charges forth." He waited for her nod before continuing. "Auror Sirius Black unnecessarily stunned me upon leaving Azkaban, he also attempted to get me to relinquish my familiar by way of attacking me with hexes. Auror James Potter threatened me with an 'accident' of a Dementor's kiss. The Auror's on duty the night I was brought to Azkaban physically beat me, breaking my cheek bone." he pointed to the deformed side of his face. Lastly Argus Filch physically assaulted me the night of the attack. Upset or not, I will not be man handled and abused in a school where I am supposed to be safe."

Madame Bones' face grew redder the more he spoke. After the first charge, she brought out quill and parchment. "I will investigate these charges personally, Mr. Lestrange," she said, glaring at the Minister.

"Thank you Madame. Where are my belongings? I was brought in with pendants that were very special to me." She pulled out an envelope and handed it over. Corvus dumped them on the table and glanced at Severus, who ran his wand over them.

Corvus nodded his thanks and put his pendants around his neck. He felt the warmth of his Ravenclaw charm envelop him and he sighed in relief. Without even realizing it, he passed out again.

A/N: Hopefully this makes up for the last chapter :)
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