The Son of Lord Voldemort

Punishments and the Sighting

Ron glared moodily down at the stone floor of the headmasters office. While all around the large circular room, dozens of odd silvery objects whirred while emitting little puffs of smoke. The portraits of past headmasters and headmistresses stared at the occupants of the room, some looking quite annoyed, others disapproving, and one even amused. Ron pointedly ignored Dumbledore who was sitting behind a large claw footed desk, his blue and silver hat sitting precariously atop his head. Ron had been standing still for the past fifteen minutes while his head of house spoke angrily to the headmaster. Snape and Barty interjecting every once in awhile. Umbridge however had been so quite that Ron had forgotten she was in the room. Ron stopped listening several minutes ago, his angry consuming all of his focus.

'This is all those slimy Slytherins faults.' Ron fumed silently, his hands clenching and unclenching subconsciously. Ron began to listen once more when he heard Dumbledore address him.

"What?" Ron asked without thinking. His brown eyes going wide when he realized he had just been caught not listening.

"Mr Weasley!" McGonagall barked. "Were you even listening?" Ron flinched when he saw the fury burning in his head of houses' eyes.

"Of course he wasn't," Snape sneered silkily. Ron had to bite his tongue to keep from speaking. Snape turned to the headmaster, his fathomless eyes glinting. Ron gulped, he knew that nothing good ever came from that look. "Mr. Weasley has been a problem since he arrived at this school, Albus. He is always stepping over the line, disrupting class and causing fights. He has sent students to the hospital wing on more than one occasion, every time aided by his," Snape paused, his lips pulling back to show off his teeth, "friends." Snape's eyes roamed over the three Gryffindors with disgust. Ron's fingernails dug into his palms. "These three boys should be expelled."

"What?" Ron, Dean and Seamus yelled simultaneously.

"That isn't fair!" Seamus exclaimed, his skin paling drastically.

"This is all the Slytherins fault!" Ron roared, his face redder than his hair. "They should be the ones who are expelled!"

"Silence!" McGonagall yelled. "You three boys are in enough trouble." The three Gryffindors fell silent. "Do not speak." She enunciated every word. Ron didn't even realize that he had been yelling so loud that he was now panting in order to catch his breath. "Albus," McGonagall said stiffly, "I agree with Severus that drastic action must be taken." Ron opened his mouth to speak but stopped when McGonagall raised her hand and looked at him sharply. Ron spun his head around to look at Dumbledore who looked much older than normal, and who was watching McGonagall, his hands steepled. "However expulsion at this point wouldn't solve the problem." Ron audibly released a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. McGonagall turned sharp eyes to him. "Don't think that you aren't in trouble Mr. Weasley. You, along with Mr. Finnigan and Mr. Thomas have disappointed me more than any student ever has, and I taught the Marauders." Ron barely noticed Snape's lip quirk into a smirk for the smallest moment.

"What do you suggest then Minerva?" Snape asked quietly.

"I suggest that these three boys lose two hundred house points each and spend the rest of the school year in detention," McGonagall said, her tone hard. Ron felt his jaw drop open.

"That's it?" Snape demanded, his face looking as though it was carved from stone.

"I think that is fair," Dumbledore interjected. Ron looked at the headmaster and immediately wanted to crawl into a tiny ball. Disappointment was radiating off of the headmaster in waves.

"That's not-" Ron began. He saw Dean and Seamus both vigorously shaking their heads and he clamped his mouth shut.

"Very well," Snape spoke quietly. His tone colder than Ron had ever heard it. The Gryffindor refused to look in the Potion masters direction.

"I will also be writing to your parents to inform them of the situation," Dumbledore continued. Ron felt his stomach drop and he closed his eyes, his mother was going to kill him. He wanted to beg the headmaster not to write to his parents but he knew that no amount of begging would change the headmasters mind.

"Hem, hem," Ron's head snapped up and he turned towards where the annoying sound came from. Umbridge stepped forward, a twisted smile on her face as she adjusted her sickening pink cardigan. "If I may headmaster?" Ron grimaced as she spoke. "I don't think that is enough of a punishment in this circumstance. From what I've heard a situation like this one has happened before and the consequences were the same. Am I correct?"

"Yes," Snape answered. Ron didn't have to look at the Potions professor to see the smirk on his face.

"No, no, that just won't do," Umbridge spoke, an odd giggling sort of sound leaving her throat. Ron didn't notice that his nails dug even further into his skin. "If the punishment doesn't help these boys to see that what they are doing is wrong, the punishment needs to change. Not only should these three boys receive detention for the remainder of this school year. They should also lose five hundred points each, not two hundred." Ron choked on air. "It does not matter that we aren't even a week into the school year. A fifteen hundred point loss from their house might make them see that their actions have consequences. However, they should also be banned from Hogsmeade for the entire school year. As well as not being able to attend any quidditch game this school year." Ron could see Seamus gaping at Umbridge from the corner of his eye, and he knew he was doing the same. He loved quidditch, and he would make the Slytherins suffer if they got him banned from the games. "And, each of these boys should have to write a note of apology to the students that they attacked."

"No way!" Ron yelled. He had been waiting since his first year to be allowed to go to Hogsmeade. Umbridge's smile grew and Ron got an ominous feeling.

"Mr. Weasley doesn't even seem to be capable of keeping his temper," Umbridge shook her head condescendingly.

"I think Dolores' idea would be appropriate," Snape said with an inclination of his head.

'Greasy git.' Ron thought hatefully.


Dumbledore sighed and closed his blue eyes. He had not been happy to hear about the events that had transpired between many of the third years. He knew that the three Gryffindors deserved to be punished, but he also thought there was more to the story. He highly doubted that the Slytherins hadn't done something to the Gryffindors prior to the incident. He knew that Harrison, Draco, and their friends weren't as innocent as everyone else thought they were. He got the same feeling around Harrison Riddle as he had gotten around a young Tom Riddle. He knew there was something that the boy was hiding but he didn't know what. However he knew that if he didn't severely punish the three Gryffindors that Dolores Umbridge would report so to the Minister of Magic.

Dumbledore hadn't wanted Dolores at the school but Lucius Malfoy had convinced the Board of Governors that it was best for the students. And with Cornelius Fudge backing the idea it was inevitable. He had never liked the woman, she was a racist pureblood bigot. He also knew that Lucius had a hidden agenda for why he wanted her at the school. However, Dumbledore had been too busy to give it much thought. Voldemort's death eaters were getting more and more violent and the Order of the Phoenix had recently taken heavy losses. To make matters worse the Board of Governors made him hire Barty Crouch Jr, someone he knew was a death eater. Of course, no one in the ministry would believe that Barty Crouch Jr worked for Voldemort. Dumbledore knew though, and he had told Snape to keep an eye on him. He was only thankful that he knew he could trust Remus. That was where the good news ended, Sirius Black had escaped and that made Dumbledore very worried. No one had ever escaped from Azkaban before, and he didn't know if Sirius had been reunited with Voldemort or not. According to Snape he hadn't, but that didn't mean he hadn't.

Dumbledore opened his eyes and observed the three Gryffindors in front of him. If he didn't go along with Dolores' ideas than he knew Lucius would go to the minister and the Daily Prophet. He had too much to worry about, including Nymphadora, a member of the Order who had recently gone missing. He didn't want to be so severe but he didn't appear to have a choice.


"Very well." Ron took a step back as though he had been slapped, he hadn't thought Dumbledore would agree to all of that. "Misters Weasley, Finnigan and Thomas, please have your letters of apology written and delivered to all of those involved in todays altercation by Saturday morning." Ron was too busy trying to process everything that had happened to see Umbridge's triumphant smirk, or the look Snape and Barty exchanged.

'I'll make the Slytherins pay.' Ron thought as he looked at his two equally angry best friends. 'I'll make them pay when they least expect it.'

Harrison listened to the conversations around him as he stirred sugar into his porridge.

"It's been three days and all of Gryffindor are still shunning them," Pansy smirked as she looked haughtily at where Ron, Dean and Seamus were sitting. Harrison followed her gaze and smirked when he saw that Ron who normally ate like a pig was poking his plate moodily. The seats across from the three boys were empty and so were the ones to either side of them. Harrison heard from Fred and George that no one in Gryffindor would even look at the youngest male Weasley or his two best friends.

"I would shun them too if they caused us to go into the negatives," Jenna pointed out.

"I heard even the little weaselette won't talk to the weasel because he hurt you," Draco said cockily to Blaise. The former narrowed his eyes while Leo laughed.

Harrison zoned out as his friends continued to make fun of their three least favorite Gryffindors. He didn't look up again until an owl landed in front of him. It was a dark brown owl with white around its eyes, he didn't recognize it. He untied the letter and saw his name written on the front, the letters were barely legible, it was obviously written in haste. He subtly waved his hand, his wrist jerking slightly. There appeared to be nothing wrong with the letter.

"Who is that from?" Tracey asked. Harrison looked up to see that she was looking at a letter in Theo's hands. He narrowed his eyes slightly when he realized that the letter in Theo's hand was the same kind he was holding. He could tell because they were both discolored in the corners. He looked around at his friends and saw that Leo, Draco and Blaise each had one as well.

"I don't know," Theo murmured. His brown eyes were resting on the letter in Harrison's hands, he appeared to have come to the same conclusion. "It seems however, that I'm not the only one who received one." The third year Slytherins exchanged curious looks before the five third years tore the envelopes open. As soon as Harrison tore open the envelope three pieces of folded parchment fell out. Harrison reached for the first one and unfolded it quickly.


I'm sorry for attacking you.


Harrison snorted as his eyebrows rose into his hairline. Ron's handwriting looked hurried and there were several dots of splattered ink.

"Is this a joke?" Harrison asked incredulously as he looked up at his friends. Leo was staring at his letter in disgust while Draco was wiping his hands on his robes, his letter laying on top of his plate.

"Why the bloody hell would Thomas write me an apology?" Blaise demanded. "As if I need one from a filthy little mudblood like him."

"Thomas?" Theo asked sharply. "I got one from Finnigan."

Harrison immediately snatched up the second piece of parchment.


I'm sorry for taking part of the attack on you and your friends.

Dean Thomas

"All of them wrote us one," Harrison murmured. His eyes flicked up to the head table where Snape, Barty and Umbridge were watching them. Harrison held up Dean's apology, and Snape's lip curled into a smirk. Realization hit Harrison, and he felt like a fool for not coming to the conclusion earlier. "The professors made them write the letters."

"What?" Draco asked as he too looked up at the head table. "Why would they make them do that?"

"Humiliation most likely," Harrison answered. "I for one wouldn't want to apologize to those fools." Slowly smirks formed on the third years lips.

"Brilliant," Leo laughed as he unfolded another letter. "I'm going to keep these." Harrison shook his head as he unfolded the apology from Seamus, it was the same as Ron's. The only difference was that his handwriting was slightly neater.

"Watch this," Draco muttered. Draco raised one of his letters and waved it once drawing the attention of Ron, Dean and Seamus. Harrison could see realization form on their faces followed by anger and hate. Those who saw Draco's actions looked confused but the Slytherins paid them no attention. Blaise and Leo's laughter seemed to only anger the three Gryffindors more. Harrison watched in poorly sealed amusement as Ron, Dean and Seamus stormed from the Great Hall.

After Harrison and his friends finished breakfast they walked down to the front gates of Hogwarts. After waiting in line for Filch to check their names off the list of those students allowed to go to Hogsmeade they made their way to the little village. Harrison had been to the Hogsmeade many times before, but going during the school year was something he had been looking forward to. Hogsmeade was a picturesque little village of thatched cottages and shops. They passed Dogweed and Deathcap, Gladrags Wizardwear and Scrivenshaft's Quill Shop on their way to Honeydukes.

Honeydukes was so crowded with Hogwarts students that Harrison found it hard to maneuver in. There were shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets imaginable. Creamy chunks of nougat, shimmering pink squares of coconut ice, fat, honey-colored toffees; hundreds of different kinds of chocolate in neat rows; there was a large barrel of Every Flavor Beans, and another of Fizzing Whizbees, levitating sherbet balls; along yet another wall were 'Special Effects' — sweets: Droobles Best Blowing Gum (which filled a room with bluebell-colored bubbles that refused to pop for days), the strange, splintery Tooth flossing String mints, tiny black Pepper Imps ('breathe fire for your friends!'), Ice Mice ('hear your teeth chatter and squeak!'), peppermint creams shaped like toads ('hop realistically in the stomach!'), fragile sugar-spun quills, and exploding bonbons.

Harrison grabbed several boxes of nougat, a few packs of Droobles Best Blowing gum and half a dozen sugar spun quills. After assuring Susan that he was fine with buying her something, she picked out several small colorful candies that made your eyes change color for a few seconds. After he paid he looked on in amusement as Blaise filled up several bags full of sweets.

"Did you buy the entire shop?" Harrison asked his lips twitching.

Blaise mock glared as he unwrapped a licorice wand. "Of course."

Harrison snorted. "Where do you guys want to go next?"

"Zonko's!" Blaise said his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Harrison followed his friends to Zonko's, walking slower than normal because Susan was staring around the small village in amazement.

Harrison walked hand in hand with Susan as they made their way to the joke shop. The outside of the shop was orange and the display was over the top, it was definitely an eye catcher. Harrison walked around the shop trying to find any new products. He may be the son of the Dark Lord but that doesn't mean he doesn't like prank items.

"Hiya Harrison!" Fred and George Weasley said walking over with their friend Lee Jordan. The twins were wearing matching bright yellow shirts that clashed horribly with their red hair.

"Hey guys," Harrison said eying the twins carefully, the twins in a joke shop was a dangerous combination.

"What's a nice young Slytherin like you doing in this place?" George asked exuberantly.

Harrison looked at the twins amused. "Blaise wanted to come in here." He looked down at the twins hands, they each had a Zonko's bag. "Dare I ask what you three are doing in here?"

The twins and Lee smiled, it was obvious they were trying to look innocent, but they failed horribly.

"Stocking up on stink bombs," Fred said smiling brightly.

"We've run out and we can't disappoint dear old Filch by not setting any off," George said as though it was a treat for the caretaker.

Harrison suppressed a snort. "Well have fun, and don't get caught by Filch."

"Get caught?" George asked looking scandalized.

"Never." The twins and Lee said before they exchanged goodbyes.

"We're going to go get butterbeer at the Three Broomsticks," Daphne said as she walked up to Harrison and Daphne. "Jenna's been craving one all day."

"Alright let's go," Harrison said as he walked out of the shop, his friends following behind him.

After lunch Harrison and his friends spent the day shopping at all of the shops. Harrison bought a new pair of quidditch gloves from Spintwitches and Theo bought several books from Tomes and Scrolls. Once the sun began to set the Slytherins and Susan began walking back towards Hogwarts, all happy with the days events.

"You all go back to the common room," Harrison said as they entered the castle. "I'll be there soon." Blaise looked between Harrison and Susan and smirked. Harrison rolled his eyes and pretended not to see the slightly annoyed look Daphne shot Susan.

"Did you have fun today?" Harrison asked Susan as he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Yes," Susan answered, a faint blush covering her cheeks. Harrison smiled as he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I'm glad," Harrison said before leaning towards her and capturing her lips. Susan's lips moved with his and Harrison pulled her body so that it was pressed up against his. Harrison slipped his tongue into her mouth and he internally smirked when a slight moan escaped her lips.

"Harrison!" Susan pulled back abruptly when his name was called annoying Harrison slightly. He turned to see Hermione running towards him. Normally he would be glad to see Hermione, but at the moment he wanted nothing more than to curse her mouth shut.

Hermione's face turned red when she realized what they had been doing but terror quickly replaced her embarrassment. Harrison immediately knew that something was wrong.

"What is it Hermione?" Harrison asked as his eyes scanned her face. He felt Susan tense beside him.

Hermione's words came tumbling out of her mouth. "Sirius Black was just spotted in Hogsmeade."

Tom stared emotionlessly at the body of the mangled half naked body laying in front of him. Nymphadora was laying on her back, her black hair splayed around her face, dried blood clumping some of it together. Her brown eyes fluttered as she appeared to be trying to stay conscious. All she wore was a black bra and matching underwear, allowing for the recent cuts all over her body to be visible. The word blood traitor that was carved into her right arm stood out in sharp contrast to her pale skin. Blood trickled down from her lips, covering her chin, neck and chest. Tiny wounds littered her body as every couple of seconds her body jerked.

"My Lord?" Tom turned to look at Lucius who was standing in the corner, looking every inch the rich pureblood.

"Yes, Lucius?" Tom said inclining his head for him to speak.

Lucius' nose wrinkled in disgust. "Shall we not clean her up? The smell is quite nauseating." Tom tilted his head to the side causing Lucius to speak once more. "Unless you prefer it this way, my Lord." Tom's lips curled in amusement as he turned back to his prisoner. His eyes scanned Nymphadora as she attempted to move her head and groaned. He had been personally interrogating the young auror for the past hour and she still hadn't answered any of their questions. He despised the woman, but he admired her bravery. He would also love to crush it. His eyes landed on the lower half of her body, a small pool of liquid was pooled around her bottom where she had released herself during the second round of Tom's cruciatus curse. He sneered, it really was disgusting, but it also caused prisoners to become embarrassed which normally worked to Tom's advantage, but obviously not on that occasion. With a flick of his wrist the urine was gone, and so was the horrendous smell.

"It seems our prisoner really will not speak," Tom murmured as Nymphadora hissed in pain. "What to do with her now?"

"If I may?" Lucius asked, taking a step forward. Tom waved his hand in Lucius' direction giving him permission to speak, while at the same time throwing up a silencing spell so the prisoner couldn't hear. "She seems overly loyal to Dumbledore and his precious Order. The only way I see to break her is time."

"You're suggesting we leave her in the dungeons, torturing her repeatedly until she breaks," Tom stated. It wasn't a question.

"Yes," Lucius inclined his head. "She will break eventually. Anyone who endures every torture imaginable for long periods of time will eventually do so." A cruel glint filled Lucius' eyes. "You can even allow Rabastan a chance at her." Tom smiled cruelly. Lucius was correct, everyone did eventually break. He could be patient if he had to, he would wait until she broke and then dispose of her.

"Very well then," Tom said as he canceled the silencing charm. "Lucius, remove her undergarments and then take her to the dungeons. She is not allowed any clothing, and no one is to provide her with a blanket or anything else to keep warm. She will only receive one meal a day, it will consist of only a piece of bread with cheese and a slice of an apple. The inner circle will have free reign to do with her as they wish, as long as she remains alive. Feel free to use your imaginations." Tom's smile grew when he heard Nymphadora whimper.

A glint appeared in Lucius' eyes. "Of course, my Lord."

Lucius pulled out his wand at the same moment the door to the room they were in burst open. Tom turned around, a curse on his lips when he saw that it was Bellatrix.

"You better have a good reason for interrupting us Bella," Tom said warningly. Bellatrix bowed quickly, she appeared to be out of breath.

"My Lord, I've just received word from Barty," Bellatrix said hurriedly. Tom immediately stiffened, he quickly cast another silencing spell before waving his hand jerkily.

"Continue," Tom snapped. A million scenarios involving Harrison flashed through his mind. If any harm had come to his son, everyone who got in his way would suffer a horrible death.

"Sirius Black was spotted in Hogsmeade," Bellatrix told him. Tom felt the tension leave his body.

"Sirius Black?" Tom murmured and Bellatrix nodded. That wasn't good news, but it wasn't what he had been expecting. He knew that Sirius would be making an appearance he just didn't know when. He had been surprised to learn that the man had escaped from Azkaban but he wasn't a threat to him. He was more worried about everyone finding out Sirius wasn't a Death Eater. If Sirius was found innocent then the world would know Peter was the real betrayer of the Potter's, and no doubt Sirius would find out that Harry was alive. Sirius had always loved his godson, and that wasn't good news for Tom. He wanted the blood traitor disposed of. "Do you know what he was doing there?"

"No," Bellatrix answered. "He was spotted half an hour after the last of the Hogwarts students left."

"Yes, today was the first day for the students to visit Hogsmeade wasn't it?" Tom murmured to himself. He didn't want Sirius anywhere near his son. Who knew what the man was like after being in Azkaban for twelve years. But he knew that his son was safe from Sirius if he was back at Hogwarts, especially with his Death Eaters there. However, he would need to talk to his Death Eaters about watching his son more closely. He wouldn't take any chances as far as his son was concerned. And if Sirius was in Hogsmeade there was chance he might go to Hogwarts. For what reason he didn't know, but he wouldn't be surprised if getting into Hogwarts to see his old friend Remus Lupin or Dumbledore was part of the convicts plan.

When the room was silent for several minutes Lucius spoke. "Are the aurors looking for him?"

"Yes," Bellatrix answered. "Hogsmeade is filled with aurors and dementors, and John is one of the aurors assigned to Sirius' capture." Bellatrix's eyes took on a deranged look. "It would be fitting for my dear old cousin to receive the dementors kiss."

Tom was pleased that John Dawlish was assigned to the case, it would be helpful if one of his more trusted death eaters were. Tom glanced at Lucius who was watching him intently. "Go to the ministry and find out what you can."

"Of course," Lucius said before looking at Nymphadora. "Shall I take care of her first?"

"Yes, once she is securely in the dungeons you may go to the ministry," Tom told him before looking at Bellatrix. "Was there anything else?"

"No," Bellatrix said as she looked disgustedly at her niece.

"Take care of her," Tom ordered with one last glance at Nymphadora before he gestured for Bellatrix to follow him from the room.

Sirius Black pulled his ragged black cloak tighter around his body as he shivered. He wasn't cold, but he could feel the dementors all around the village. They weren't next to him but he could sense them. He figured it had to do with him having been in Azkaban for so long. His shivering increased as he pictured the horrifying creatures. Living with dementors for twelve years had greatly affected the once happy and handsome man. Sirius' skin which was once a warm tan was now pale, a slight yellow tint to it. The black hair he once was so proud of was matted and covered with sweat and dirt. His face was sunken in and his eyes looked too large for his face. He was the shell of the man he once was, physically as well as mentally.

Sirius had spent the past twelve years thinking of hardly anything besides his old friends and godson. He felt hatred and disgust towards himself for allowing Peter to be the Potters secret keeper. And he was angry that he was stupid enough to go after the traitorous rat. He should've talked to Dumbledore and explained what had happened. Instead he rushed blindly after Peter, and the man he thought was his friend escaped and was living as a free man. Sirius would give anything to go back and change what happened, but he knew that he couldn't. He had escaped so that he could clear his name and tell the whole world that Peter Pettigrew was the death eater, not him.

Sirius glanced up as he walked past a group of laughing middle aged woman. It felt strange being back in Hogsmeade, the place he used to sneak off to with the other Marauders when they were craving butter beer. He probably spent more time in Hogsmeade when he was younger than he had Hogwarts. Looking around the village it appeared that much hadn't change in twelve years. The village was still picturesque and the stores were busy.

Sirius did his best not to draw attention to himself, he knew if he was spotted a riot would ensue. He walked in silence, glancing up on occasion until something made him stop in his tracks. Walking out of The Three Broomsticks were a group of students who looked to be third years. Standing next to an arrogant looking boy who appeared to be a miniature Lucius Malfoy was a boy who reminded him of Lily. The boy had black hair and pale skin, a small smile on his lips as a pretty red headed girl said something to him. He didn't know why the boy reminded him of Lily until he saw his eyes. They were green, the brightest green he had ever seen. It was the color of Avada Kedavra. He had only seen that eyes color once before, it was Lily's eyes. Sirius blinked, his cracked dry lips parting slightly.

"Watch where you're going," a large boy who ran into Sirius sneered. Sirius quickly put his head down as the boy walked past him. He saw the end of a dark green cloak skimming the ground as the boy walked passed him. Sirius quickly looked to where the boy with Lily's eyes had just been standing but he was gone. Sirius knew he should start walking before he began to draw attention to himself but he didn't care. There was something about that boy Sirius felt that he knew, beyond his late friends eyes. Sirius looked around for another minute but he couldn't see the boy. Sirius pulled his hood down lower and began walking in the direction he thought the boy had gone.

Sirius began to walk faster when he saw the red headed girl. Sirius came to an abrupt halt when he realized that he had walked towards Hogwarts and that he wasn't almost to the gate. He watched with a feeling he couldn't quite described as the group of students walked through the iron gates of Hogwarts. He sighed and turned around, ignoring the growling of his stomach. He began to walk dejectedly back to Hogsmeade, his mind a whirl of thoughts. He didn't realize where he was walking until he bumped into someone.

"Sorry," Sirius said as he grabbed the persons arm to keep them from falling. He looked up and realized too late that he wasn't supposed to be seen. The woman whose arm he was holding eyes went wide, her mouth opened in a silent scream. Sirius' own eyes widened and he immediately dropped her arm as if burnt. For a moment neither of them moved, until-

"It's Sirius Black!" The woman shouted, her voice so loud Sirius flinched. Everyone turned to look and Sirius felt himself panic. He knew that if he was caught he wouldn't be going back to Azkaban, he would be getting the dementors kiss. He heard raised voices all around him as people started to scream and run away in terror. Sirius saw a stunner shoot passed his face and his instincts kicked in. Sirius turned towards where the village ended and the nearby forest began. He ran as fast as he could, the shouting growing louder and stunners being sent towards him. His hood fell off but he didn't care, he just ran as fast as he could.

After running for what felt like eternity Sirius ran behind a large tree. He leaned up against it and took in several deep breaths. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. He could feel his heart racing fast and sweat dripping into his eyes. He straightened when he heard voices.

"Auror Dawlish go to the north with Aurors Thompson and Jones," a loud authoritative voice barked. "Auror Shacklebolt take Aurors Bates and Croft to the west. The rest of you come with me." Sirius quickly transformed into his animagus form and ducked into a large bush nearby. He watched as several pairs of feet ran by him. He waited for almost an hour before he slowly walked out of the bush. He sniffed the air for hints that anyone was near. When he detected no one he began running towards the large mountain. He would have to find a cave to stay in for the next few days.

"Everyone gather around," Snape barked as he walked into the Slytherin common room. His black robes billowing behind him. Harrison looked up from his seat in the middle of the common room. Snape looked angry and Harrison knew immediately that it meant they hadn't captured Sirius. Once all of the Slytherins were paying attention Snape surveyed the room before speaking. "As you've been told by now Sirius Black has been sighted in Hogsmeade." Murmurs broke out amongst the students, some curious and others worried. Everyone went silent after a harsh glare from their head of house. "Aurors and dementors," several of the younger students shivered at the mention of the horrifying creatures, "have searched Hogsmeade and the surrounding area. As of now Sirius Black remains at large. Due to Black being sighted so near to the school, until further notice all Hogsmeade privileges are suspended."

"What?" Blaise echoed incredulously. Everyone turned to look at the third year. Some of the students were looking at him as though he had a death wish. Harrison saw Pansy grimace and glance at Snape. The Potions masters lips thin and his black eyes glint with annoyance.

"You heard me Mr. Zabini," Snape said quietly. Harrison shot Blaise a silencing look, if Snape was using his last name than he was more than angry.

"Shut up," Leo muttered under his breath. Blaise quickly masked his expression into one of indifference.

"As I was saying before I was interrupted," Snape continued silkily. "I will inform you of any new developments that I deem you need to know. During this time the prefects, along with the head boy and girl will have increased responsibilities. Also, aurors," he sneered the word, "will be stationed around the school." Harrison rolled his eyes but remained silent. The aurors hadn't done much good in previous years, he doubted they would be much help now. "If there are no questions..." Snape trailed off as he spun around on his heel not bothering to see if anyone had a question. The room was silent for a minute after Snape left until suddenly conversations broke out around the room.

"Why do you think Sirius Black was in Hogsmeade?" Jenna asked as she nervously played with the bracelet on her wrist. Harrison's friends looked to him as though he would have the answer.

"He's most likely trying to get into Hogwarts," Harrison said absentmindedly. He noticed Jenna's eyes go wide and internally sighed. "He's of no threat to us. You know as well as I that he was as light as they come, he wouldn't harm children. He's one Black who isn't as dark as his name."

"He's a disgrace to the Black name," Leo spat. No one contradicted the youngest male Lestrange.

"He's probably gone crazy," Theo interjected. "After all he's spent twelve years in Azkaban with no one to talk to, and surrounded by nothing besides stone and dementors." Daphne shivered and subconsciously pulled her light blue cloak tight around her thin body.

"He can't be that crazy," Harrison amended. "No crazy person would be smart enough to break out of a supposedly impenetrable island prison."

"So what does he want at Hogwarts?" Draco asked as he glanced around at his friends.

"I don't know," Harrison murmured.

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