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Chï¿½teau Sombre	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Sirius/Lucius Views: 6488 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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AN : This is a fic done in response to Cuzosu’s challenge. :) I hope you enjoy and I will warn people: this is going to be DARK! :p And fun. Of course it’s going to be fun. Lol. Please R&R I await your opinions with bated breath! :D (Oh yes, this will be a multi-chap fic so it's not just PWP. This chapter is an introduction, setting the scene yadda yadda...)

Château Sombre

Prologue : Accidents

It was supposed to be an adventure; it was supposed to be a laugh. Sirius thought as he parted some bushes and gazed around with a brooding frown on his handsome face, he huffed irritably. He had been attending Hogwarts for four years, he had never once been this lost before. Obviously playing hide and seek in the Forbidden Forest at midnight had been one of his less than impressive ideas, he huffed angrily again as he resumed his walk along the dark, moonlit path searching for his friends. James had been up for it, as always jumping at any chance to prove his bravery, Remus had been reluctant and called them stupid for putting themselves at risk but had followed them if only to ensure they didn’t hurt themselves. Peter they had had to bully into the game, he acquiesced with extreme reluctance. The forest at night was creepy, everyone admitted that. Its dark glamour ignited Sirius’ innate curiosity until he could no longer resist its charms, he led his friends beneath the eves of the trees with a big smile and relaxed gate but now he was feeling less sure of himself. He had been walking for what felt like a long time, he was unable to tell exactly how much time had passed because the moon was hidden by the branches and leaves above his head. He was beginning to feel jumpy, the woods creaked around him in an unfelt breeze, he could hear animals wondering about and he kept a firm grip on his wand. Somehow he was certain that not even Hagrid, the grounds keeper, had been in so far. The woodland seemed to stretch on for miles and his feet ached from traipsing through it, he had tripped not far back on a rotting stump and skinned his knees. They still throbbed painfully with each step he took.

The path had somehow disappeared, he hadn’t been planning on leaving it as he was sure his friends wouldn’t but somehow it had simply come to a stop. He didn’t want to go back and make himself look like a coward so he continued deeper into the shadowy trees. Suddenly a sharp noise broke him from his musings, he spun around and gazed intently into the shadows. “H-Hello? James? Peter? Remus? I-Is that you?” Only silence responded, he shuddered as he thought he caught movement on the edge of his vision. “Come on guys, this is stupid. Stop trying to scare me!” There it was again, a shadow flitting between tree trunks. Sirius raised his wand, sending its light further afield. “Hello?” He asked again feeling nerves gnaw at his guts, his voice wavered as his wand light landed on a pair of shiny black boots. Sirius frowned and moved forward curiously, something wasn’t right here but he couldn’t stop his feet from pulling him closer to those boots. They were lying on their sides, as if someone was lying down, half covered by bushes. He stepped on a twig and jumped nervously, glancing back over his shoulder. Why did he feel as if he was being watched? He shivered and pushed such thoughts aside, he was being stupid. He continued until he stood a foot away from the mysterious pair of boots, slowly he lifted his wand and light illuminated the rest of the scene.

It was a man. There was a man lying half covered by bushes. A man Sirius had a vague recollection of. He remembered going to Hogsmeade the previous weekend and seeing several battle hardened Auror’s out and about to help ensure the protection of the school children. His stomach cramped painfully as he stared into a pair of blank eyes, soulless eyes. “Oh…Oh Merlin…” Sirius backed away a pace, there was only one thing that could have happened. He gasped and spun on his heel. He broke into a run, his feet carrying him in a random direction. He ran blindly as panic seared his veins. All his thought was concentrated on getting away from the body, he had to get away. Suddenly he hit something solid, he fell backwards onto his behind with a strangled cry of surprise. Slowly he sat upright and gazed up at what he had hit, his eyes widened in his white face. A tall robed man stood before him, arms folded across his chest and his hood pulled low over his eyes.

“What do we have here then? A little puppy caught wandering the forest at night?”

“He’s so far away from the school…” Sirius jerked his head around to see more figures stepping out of the shadows of the trees. He tried to regain his feet but it took him a couple of times before his legs were able to bear his weight. He lifted his wand and aimed it at each Death Eater in turn, his eyes darted around desperately for some escape route.

“What do we do with him?” One cloaked figure asked.

“Kill him, he’s just a kid.”

“Wait!” The one he had bumped into lifted his hand and halted his companion’s movement. “I know this boy…” Sirius could see a smile curl a pair of pale lips beneath the man’s cowl. “This here is young Sirius Black, my wife’s cousin.”

-XXX-

“Sirius!”

“Sirius!”

“Where are you?!”

James paused, they stood in a small clearing with the waning moon hanging above their heads. “Where could he have got to?” He asked, his voice wavering a little as concern clutched at his heart.

“I knew this was a bad idea.” Remus said softly, his eyes darted around the clearing nervously. “We should go and get a teacher…”

“But we’ll get in trouble!” Peter said in a low whisper, he shifted from one foot to the other his watery blue eyes moving rapidly around as if monsters were stalking them.

James frowned angrily. “SIRIUS BLACK! WHERE ARE YOU?!” He cried in his loudest voice, it echoed through the forest for a long time before silence fell again. The three boys heard little more than the soft creaking of the trees and a chill wind that blew hair into their eyes. “Shit. I think Remus is right…Pete, go back to the castle and tell the first Professor you see. Remus and I will keep looking…whatever you do don’t stray from the path.” Peter nodded, he seemed more than happy to leave the dark woods, he took off back to the silvery line that was the path and disappeared into the shadows.

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Dumbledore sighed, his office was warm and friendly and kept out the darkness that hovered beyond the castle walls. Voldemort was rising rapidly to power, the Ministry were helpless against his spies and were slowly crumbling, helpless to prevent the inevitable. Dumbledore was reduced to preventing the mad-man and his followers from gaining access to the school and his precious students, he would not allow all of them to succumb to whatever evil his old student had in store. He sighed softly to himself before deciding it was high time he got to bed, he shuffled his papers and stood up when there was a knock on his door. “Enter.” He said and watched the door open to reveal Horace Slughorn looking worried, behind him stood Peter Pettigrew. Dumbledore surveyed the odd pair through half-moon spectacles for a moment. “This is an unexpected surprise, please sit.” He indicated the chairs opposite his desk and sat himself back down. “I am going to assume you come with news?”

“Yes Dumbledore…I was patrolling the corridors when Mr. Pettigrew came pelting around the corner, he was obviously in some kind of distress as I halted him and asked some questions…he said he needed to speak with you, Headmaster.”

Dumbledore nodded and smiled at the little lump of a boy. “What was so urgent that you felt urged to break curfew?”

Peter leaned forward, his eyes wide. “Sir, we lost Sirius.”

“And where, pray tell, did you lose him?”

Peter’s eyes found something fascinating on his shoes. “In t-the forest…s-sir….”

Dumbledore stood. “Take me to where you last saw him.” He said and swept around the desk.

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James and Remus stared at the patch of scuffed earth, they held their wands tightly in their hands as they tried to decipher the patterns in the dirt and leaf mulch. “It looks like something was dragged from here…the trail leads to that clump of bushes over there.” Remus said, pointing his wand in the direction.

“There are so many foot prints…who could have got into the forest? Isn’t the school under heavy enchantments?”

“The school grounds ended further back down the path, little foals.” Remus and James spun around, they stood back to back as a tall figure moved out into the little patch of wand light. More figures emerged and revealed themselves to be Centaurs, James frowned slightly. “What are you doing in our forest?”

James glanced at Remus who grimaced. “We’re looking for our friend, we don’t mean any harm.” He said firmly. “Please, allow us passage through your woods and we will be gone just as soon as we’ve found him.”

The Centaurs began whispering, the odd equine whinny and snort of breath escaping them before their leader spoke again. “We do not harm foals but we do not suffer trespassers. Your friend has a dark mane and pale hide, no?” James nodded uncertainly, assuming he was talking about skin and hair. “Then we saw him. He was accompanied by a group of adults, they came into our forest so we attempted to destroy them.” There was a murmur of agreement.

“He was with..? But he came here on his own…do you know who they were? Please, sir, we’re really worried.”

“They were wearing black, their faces hidden by skulls. We did not ask questions, we merely drove them from our territory. Now, you have your information. You human foals must leave.” The leader danced backwards, his fellows falling to the sides to make way for the two boys. James paused and chewed his lip, dread filled his heart until he thought it would suffocate him.

“We thank you for your help; we will leave you in peace now.” Remus said quietly, earning a heated glare from some of the Centaurs.

“You are the one who makes the old wooden stable upon the hill scream.” The leader said in a harsh voice, Remus looked up at him with terror filled eyes. “We know what you are, stay away from our forest. We do not want your kind here.” With a snort he reared slightly and stamped his hooves. “Áedh will lead you to the edge of the forest.”

James bowed politely before they followed a bay Centaur along a narrow path, James’ hands clenched into fists at his sides, he glanced back once and saw the Centaur’s shadows standing still in the moonlight before they faded into the forest once more.

When they drew closer to the edge of the forest they heard familiar voices, figures stood at the entrance to the forest path.

“Hagrid, please would you go and alert Minerva that I have gone into the forest. Tell her that one of her students is missing.”

“Yes, Professor bu’ ‘ho’s missin’?”

“Sirius Black.”

“Black?! Wha’s ‘e doin’ in the forest alone?!”

“That is a question more suited to Mr. Pettigrew here.”

“W-we were playing…Sirius he…he wanted t-to play Hide and Seek a-and he wanted to t-test himself i-in there…”

James turned to their silent guide. “Thank you for showing us a way out.” He said quietly, the creature bowed his head, a small frown on his handsome face.

“I will wait.” He said in a surprisingly gruff voice. “I will speak with your School master; there are things he need know.”

James nodded in acceptance as they moved forward and towards the edge of the forest, Remus took one last longing look over his shoulder. He felt so helpless, Sirius was missing and perhaps some terrible fate had befallen him and they could do nothing more than wait for adults to find him. “Sirius.” He whispered softly, the wind picking up and blowing the name from his lips.

XXX

“Wait!” The one he had bumped into lifted his hand and halted his companion’s movement. “I know this boy…” Sirius could see a smile curl a pair of pale lips beneath the man’s cowl. “This here is young Sirius Black, my wife’s cousin.”

Sirius knew that voice, he knew that face. “Lucius!” He gasped and began struggling backwards, cold hands grabbed at his arms and he was yanked roughly to his feet. “No! Get off of me!” He shouted, struggling violently, his feet doing damage to several shins as his wand was torn from his fingers. “Get. Off. Of. ME!”

“Someone shut him up! There are things in this forest that’ll hear him and we’ll be in deep shit!”

There was a chuckle from behind him as Sirius struggled violently. “McNair…are you saying you’re afraid?”

“I’d be a fool not to be.”

“Fucking coward.”

“Shut up! I’m not a-”

“Quiet, the lot of you!” Lucius’ voice cut through the commotion like a well honed blade, Sirius paused in his struggles in surprise. Lucius had only recently left school, he had only just qualified. What was the Dark Lord doing taking on such inexperienced Wizards? He shook his head to clear it of the random thoughts before booting one of the men holding him in the shins. He ducked down, out of the grasping hands and dropped to the floor. Once he was far enough away he rolled to his feet and made a dash back the way he had come, just before he could disappear into the shadows though hands grabbed him once more. Cold fingers tightened on his wrist and he was spun around to face his cousin’s husband, he was grinning and his hood had fallen down to reveal a pale, pointed face. “There will be no escape for you, Black.” He said smoothly and Sirius tried to tug his wrist free.

“Get off of me, Malfoy!” He shouted furiously. “Do you know what my mother will say if she finds out what you’ve done?! Unhand me!”

Lucius laughed lightly, moonlight glinting off of his cold eyes. “Oh, little Sirius, you and I both know that your mother would hardly even notice if you went missing…she wouldn’t grieve nor would she miss you. We both know that Walburga Black has less love for you than she would a rather pretty wall hanging.” He dragged Sirius close so their chests pressed against each other, he slipped a finger under his chin and forced him to gaze into his eyes. “Your family do not like you, Sirius. You are a blood-traitor and you know what we do to Blood-traitors?” Sirius tried to break free again, resisting with every ounce of his rapidly waning energy. But Malfoy’s grip was solid. “We will not kill you, Black, your blood is, after all, as pure as it comes but we can still have some fun.” He smiled and turned his attention to his comrades. “We’re leaving.” Just as he spoke those words, arrows began flying through the air, they whistled as they passed very close to Sirius’ body, he gasped and spun around to see dark shadows standing in the trees.

“Centaurs!” Someone shouted and the Death Eaters scattered, some fired spells over their shoulders as they ran, one took an arrow between the shoulder blades and fell to the ground. Sirius realised he had a chance, he tore his wrist free of Lucius’ grip and fled towards the shadows. He was within inches of reaching safety when something that felt like a train hit him in the back and he fell forward, he had a fleeting impression of hooves running all around him before darkness obscured his vision.

Slowly, Sirius forced his eyes open. It was quite a challenge as it felt as if someone had glued his lids shut. His vision was blurry, he had no sense of his body yet but he could feel something preventing his arms and legs from moving, there was also something shoved unceremoniously into his mouth. He groaned helplessly and tried to blink away the blurry vision, it took time to focus but when he had regained his sight he found himself looking up at a dark stone ceiling. Again he groaned, the sound echoing oddly, he realised he must be in some kind of cave or something as he could sense layers of stone above and beneath him. It occurred to him eventually that the ceiling was carved by human hands into elegant, sweeping arches and he decided it must be some kind of store room…perhaps a cellar? He made another muffled noise and began trying to see what state the rest of his body was in. His head hurt and so did his knees but other than that he seemed relatively unharmed. His hands were bound by some kind of scratchy rope, his feet were weighed down by heavy manacles that dug into the flesh of his ankles. He realised that someone had taken his school uniform and replaced it with a fine robe of pale silver, briefly he wondered why then dismissed such things. He was in trouble, that much he knew. He only wished he hadn’t been so stupid, he had lost his friends in the woods, everyone was told not to enter the Forbidden Forest without a teacher of Hagrid. He shook his head and sighed around his gag, it was pointless mourning his own stupidity, he was in a bad situation but that didn’t mean it was impossible to escape…perhaps, if he looked hard enough he could find a way to free himself.

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Sirius didn’t remember falling asleep, but he must have of else he wouldn’t have been woken up by the creaking of a door. He blinked sluggishly, his body feeling heavy as he tried to force himself back to awareness. He turned his head as the sound of footsteps reached his ears, he saw a shadow thrown against the walls as yellow light filled his prison. He smelt food and forced himself into a sitting position, it was a difficult task but with effort he was leaning against the wall as a tiny house elf came nervously towards him. Its huge eyes met his before it looked away, in its hands it held a silver tray which it put down on the floor and moved closer to Sirius. The elf tore out the gag and Sirius sighed in relief. “Elf, where am I?” He croaked, only just now realising how thirsty he was. The elf ignored him, avoiding his gaze and Sirius realised that he was probably ordered not to speak to him. The elf fed him soup and made him drink a goblet of fresh water, he spilt some of it down himself because he was unable to free his hands but he found he cared very little. The food was good and the water was much needed, when he was done he sighed and watched the elf clear up the tray and begin its way back upstairs. Sirius watched it go and realised it hadn’t put his gag back in, he readied himself, awaiting a visit from his blond haired captor.
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