Petrified (Sirius Black)

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Chapter 62
Suffer

Peter POV

It was November 1st 1981, I stood downtown London. I didn't want to be here, I wanted to be alongside by friends, but I was an idiot and now I'm stuck under the dark lords dictation.

~ earlier ~

"So, Pettigrew. You've fed me false information. Once I get the truth out of you, I'll kill you for your deceptiveness." The dark lord stated coldly.
"Yes my lord." I replied weakly, "What is Potters.. weakness?" The dark lord asked.
"He doesn't have one sir- my lord." I replied stupidly. Of course James has a weakness, plenty actually. His arrogance, his superiority complex but worst of all Lily. The dark lord can not find out about Lily. Reason 1 she is a muggle born, and reason 2 she would get killed.

"Oh Peter. Don't lie." The dark lord evilly laughed. "What about his .. friend?" The dark lord asked. "I'm his only close friend sir." I lied as best I could. He slammed his hand to the table making everyone in the room flinch.
"Peter! Tell me their names!" The dark lord shouted. "Remus, and Sirius, my lord." I blurted. I hate myself. "Sirius.. Black. Perfect." The dark lord chuckled to himself. The dark lord whispered something to the heavily cloaked man beside him.

The cloaked man got up and rushed towards me pulling me out.
"Follow." He hissed, and I obeyed.
We walked far from Riddle manor, we walked until the manor was out of sight.
"Have you apparated before, boy?" The man asked, "Erm a few times." I replied.
The man groaned in response grabbing my arm harshly.

And that is how I arrived in London.
I don't want to be here.
We were amongst a crowd.
"Confringo!" The cloaked man shouted and out of his wand a bright fiery orange light bursted knocking maybe fifty muggles to the ground.
I looked around and some weren't moving.
He'd just killed them. "Aha!" The cloaked man laughed, and then we were apparating back to Riddle manor.

"What the hell!" I yelled, "Now your little friend Sirius is going to have a fun time in Azkaban." The cloaked man laughed before walking away.
I stood in the grass, astonished.
I hate myself.
I hate myself.
I hate myself.
I can't even warn him. The dark lord won't let me write to anyone, and I can't apparate.
Regulus was gone as well so there goes my messenger.

I walked back to the manor, the radio was on loudly and everyone was gathered round.
"Muggle attack in central London, we've got a tip that it's suspected to be the infamous Sirius Black," the radio boomed. Everything around me felt like it was turning. "Proven guilty, he will spend the rest of his life in Azkaban." The radio continued. I walked away. I wanted to scream. I fucking hate myself.
I'm going to kill myself.

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Y/n POV

Since the letter, Sirius has grown closer to all of us. Constantly reassuring his love for all of us, it was strange but we didn't question.
I was laying in Sirius arms when the door opened fast. I assumed it was James and Lily,
But it was an unfamiliar face.. or two, three, four, five.. what the fuck is going on.

"Get your hands off her!" The first man yelled, "Get away from him!" The second lady shouted while pulling me by my wrist.
"What is going on?" Sirius asked calmly.
"Yeah what the fuck is happening!" I shouted.
They shot some spell at his hands making them clasp together. He couldn't move his hands.
"Where are you taking him!" I screamed.
"Ask him about the twelve muggles he killed." The third man insisted. He hasn't, he was distant but not leaving the castle.

"He hasn't left the castle in a month!" I protested.
"Shut up! You're probably his accomplice. So if you'd like to stay alive, stop talking," the fourth man said. "Check his wand! He hasn't used any dangerous spells!" I inquired, "Y/n, I'll get a trial. It's because of my bloody last name." Sirius sort of chuckled. How is he so calm.
"We will not be checking his wand." The fourth man laughed. "Isn't that your fucking job!" I yelled. "Silence!" The fifth man yelled pointing his wand at me. "Y/n, everything will be okay. I promise." Sirius said while they walked him out of the castle.
What the hell.

I promise we will get you back.

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Sirius POV

They said .. they said they aren't going to check my wand. Well how am I supposed to prove shit.
I know it wasn't me. But they won't believe me.
It's probably the dark lords doing, he's the one who is the Pureblood supremacist. He's not even a Pureblood; fucking hypocrite.

"We will be taking your wand Black." One of the men said while taking it away, "At least address me properly you git. It's Mr Black to you." I seethed, "You are just like your father." The man said. "Don't ever compare me to that vile man." I hissed. "Mm if you weren't a blood traitor you might have looked amazing for the family. But you didn't. That must be going over greatly," the other man laughed. "It is actually, I have amazing parents, Mrs and Mr Potter. Plus I have a wonderful woman in my life. I'm actually quite successful I must say." I boasted trying to sound confident in myself.

The men laughed loudly, "What." I seethed.
"That woman won't stick around for long after hearing you killed twelve muggles," the man laughed. "She trusts me. She knows I wouldn't do such a thing." I replied. But maybe she would believe them. Maybe she would leave me, find someone new, someone who isn't getting locked up in Azkaban.

All I want to do is scream.

Merlin please turn things around.

I hate this.

I hate all of it.

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A/n

Me getting a chapter finished.. who's thisss.

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