WILDEST DREAM ➛ʜ.ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡɪɴ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ

021

"If you want to kill Harry, you'll have to kill us too!" Rob said fiercely, though the effort of standing upright was draining him of still more color, and he swayed slightly as he spoke.

Something flickered in Black's shadowed eyes.

"Lie down," he said quietly to Ron. "You will damage that leg even more."

"Did you hear me?" Ron said weakly, though he was clinging painfully to
Harry to stay upright. "You'll have to kill all three of us!"

"There'll be only one murder here tonight," said Brack, and his grin widened.

"Why's that?" Harry spat, trying to wrench himself free of Ron, and
Hermione. "Didn't care last time, did you? Didn't mind slaughtering all
those Muggles to get at Pettigrew... What's the matter, gone soft in
Azkaban?"

"Harry!" Hermione whimpered. "Be quiet!"

"HE KILLED MY MUM AND DAD!" Harry roared, and lunged forward -
Harry's hands fastened over his
wasted wrist, forcing the wand tips away; the knuckles of Harry's other
hand collided with the side of Black's head and they fell, backward,
into the wall.

Hermione was screaming; Ron was yelling, where as I was staring at Sirius in shock getting everything that Ron said.

Animagus, dog...Sirius...I was with Sirius Black the entire time?!

"Going to kill me, Harry?" Sirius whispered.

Harry stopped right above him, his wand still pointing at Black's chest,
looking down at him. A livid bruise was rising around Black's left eye and his nose was bleeding.

"You killed my parents," said Harry, his voice shaking slightly, but his
wand hand quite steady.

"He did not." I whispered but no one heard.

Black stared up at him out of those sunken eyes.

"I don't deny it," he said very quietly. "But if you knew the whole story."

"The whole story?" Harry repeated, a furious pounding in his ears. "You
sold them to Voldemort. That's all I need to know."

"You've got to listen to me," Black said, and there was a note of urgency in his voice now. "You'll regret it if you don't.... You don't understand...."

"Yes listen to him." I nodded briefly.

"I understand a lot better than you think," said Harry, and his voice
shook more than ever. "You never heard her, did you? My mum... trying to
stop Voldemort killing me... and you did that... you did it...."

"Harry.." I called out but he did not listen staring down at Sirius.

Sirius looked at me and passed me a soft smile. "Madeline..."

I looked down at him and sighed. I gripped Harry's arm and got him up. "Madeline–"

"Harry listen to me, he did not killed our parents –"

"How could you say that!" He shouted.

"Because I know the whole story! The truth one!" I shouted back.

"You are blabbering." Harry shook his head.

"I'M NOT FUCKING BLABBERING FOR THE LOVE OF MERLIN'S BALLS!" I shouted staring at him with a glare.

All of them stopped speaking and I sighed. "It was Peter wh–"

We heard noise of footsteps and Hermione yelled out for them to help us.

The door of the room burst open in a shower of red sparks and Harry
wheeled around as Professor Lupin came hurtling into the room, his face
bloodless, his wand raised and ready. His eyes flickered over Ron, lying on the floor, over Hermione, cowering next to the door.