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"Now, Black, the Minister is just about to arrive with the dementors. I want you to be a good boy and behave. Am I clear?" Umbridge simpered.

That deranged maniac wasn't even listening to her! How fucking dare he? She watched as his eyes fluttered shut and his hand shifted slightly. Her eyes narrowed. Sirius Black really needed to learn some manners and discipline.

"Black! I said, am I clear?" she hissed dangerously, wand pointed at him.

Black narrowed his eyes and snorted. A clear answer.

She stomped towards him, anger pounding in her veins. How dare this good-for-nothing piece of shit treat her like that? She grabbed his collar and hauled him towards her, a little surprised at how light he was. "Am I clear, Black?" As she pressed her wand into his neck, she hesitated slightly, feeling slightly uncomfortable. She felt as though there was someone else here, in this very room. And this... this presence... it was strong, with heat radiating off of it in waves. The air was thick and the anger and tension embedded within it was almost tangible. Her head snapped up when she heard a slight shuffle next to her. What was going on?

Reassuring herself that it was probably nothing, she dispelled all these irritating thoughts and lifted her eyes to meet Black's.

"You've severely displeased me, Black. And you will be punished."

"Fuck off, you crazy woman! Let me go! Ack, you bitch!"

"Stupefy." She cackled softly as she moved Sirius' unconscious body away from the wall. Dolores Umbridge straightened up, humming to herself. Shivering slightly as she looked around the dark, hollow room.

Stepping delicately over Sirius' limp body, she stalked out of the room, muttering about deranged criminals and ghosts.

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"Sirius! Sirius, come on, get up!" Remus shook the dog Animagus frantically; oh, how he hated that toady bitch.

"Enervate!" Remus muttered, tapping Sirius' chest with his wand. The dog Animagus coughed and his eyes fluttered open.

His stormy grey eyes met Remus' amber ones "Remus?! What the hell are you doing here?"

"Are you okay, Pads?" Remus asked, ignoring the question; he threaded his fingers through the silky black locks, sighing at the hopelessness of this whole situation.

"I'm fine. B-but Remus, you need to get out of here! Fudge and Umbridge are gonna be here any minute now!" Sirius cupped the werewolf's cheek.

"If I leave, I'm taking you with me...." Remus smiled grimly, "Besides the door is locked..."

Suddenly the aforementioned door rattled and shook loudly. Remus' breath caught in his throat and his hands stilled in Sirius' hair. "Quick! The cloak!" Sirius whispered frantically, pulling the discarded material over his lover. He pushed him into the corner of the room and then leant against the wall, shaking slightly as he stared at the door fearfully. Fudge couldn't have arrived so quickly?

The door slammed open, making Sirius flinch. Remus stared as the looming figure stood in the doorway, covered in swathes of black cloth. Who is it?

The werewolf had to suppress an audible gasp when the figure stepped into the light. Long, platinum blond hair, steely silver eyes, aristocratic features... and he knew, a dark mark burned onto his left arm.

Lucius Malfoy.

"Why, hello, dear cousin." Malfoy sneered at the dark haired man as he walked toward the slumped body. Remus' breathing grew heavy and panicked. What the hell is he doing here?

Malfoy stared down at Black, leering at the animagus.

"What the fuck do you want?" Sirius narrowed his eyes, arrogance and annoyance colouring his tone.

Lucius stared at him, an unreadable expression on his face. "I always knew you would be caught. You're simply too stupid..." His tone was condescending as his cold silver eyes met Sirius' stormy grey ones.

"I'm here to make you a deal." The blond started pacing the small length of the room, tapping his hand with his cane. "Yes, Black, you heard right. A deal."

"I'm not making any bloody deal with the likes of you!" Sirius snorted in disbelief. Remus scrunched up his eyes, praying that Lucius Malfoy would just leave already. Gods, he felt so sick... The room was spinning around him and his stomach churned horribly. The werewolf blinked rapidly several times, trying to clear his blurring vision; he had to focus on the two other men on the room. If Malfoy fucking touched Sirius...

"I heard that you didn't get a trial." Malfoy stated, eyes meeting Sirius', a perfect blond eyebrow raised.

"And? What's that got to do with you? Why the hell do you care?" Sirius retorted, eyes flicking to the corner Remus was situated in.

"If you do this one thing for me, I'll get you a trial and make sure it goes in your favour."

Sirius eyes narrowed and he swallowed. What was going on? What the fuck did Malfoy want from him?

"What do you want?"

"Remus Lupin."

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Remus' breath hitched in his throat and he froze.

No.

The werewolf had to suppress a horrified gasp; nobody could know he was here.

A shiver rippled through him, chilling him to the very core. The dizziness came back full-force and he slid down the wall until he was slumped against it. His breathing grew sporadic and shallow and he could feel a hot dampness on his cheeks. His heart rate sky rocketed and all he could hear was the blood pounding in his ears. Small beads of sweat formed on his brow and his head throbbed.

"What do you want?"

"Remus Lupin."

No, he could never go back to Malfoy.

Never.

"If you do this one thing for me, I'll get you a trial and make sure it goes in your favour."

But Sirius...

Sirius could be free.

Remus' mind went haywire, relentless thoughts and questions hammering around in his brain. The werewolf closed his eyes, clutching his wand tightly, trying to gain some semblance of control over himself. He needed to calm down.

It wasn't working.

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Sirius stared at him shock, disbelief and horror shining in his eyes. "Why the hell would I give you Remus?" His voiced rose as each word left his lips. "I can't believe you." He pushed himself up until he was standing and at eye level with the blond. He was shaking, pink blotches staining his cheeks. Rage consumed him; that stupid fuck wanted Remus?!

Why?

What had Remus ever done to him?

"Are you sure?" Malfoy's expression remained composed as he completely disregarded Sirius' overwhelming anger.

"Yes, I'm sure!" Sirius roared, grabbing Malfoy's collar and raising his fist furiously.

"You're not." Quick as a flash Malfoy's wand was pressing into Sirius' throat, staring at him until his fist gradually lowered to his side.

"I will never give you Remus... Never in a million years. Kill me. Whatever. You'll never have Remus..." Before Malfoy could reply, he added, "Why do you even want him?"

The blond studied him for a few seconds, until he smirked, "He never told you what happened to him all those weeks ago, did he?"

Eyes widening, Sirius' gaze flicked to Remus' corner. What?

"What do you mean? You know?" Sirius frowned, a horrible feeling settling in the pit of his stomach.

"Know? I was there." Malfoy's insufferable smirk remained on his face as his silver eyes took in the horror-struck expression on Sirius' face.

"WHAT?"

"Oh yes, I was there. And I know exactly what happened to him. I watched as he was beaten..." here, Malfoy began to circle around Sirius slowly, watching as the Animagus' anger grew almost tenfold as he continued. By now, his voice had lowered to a dangerous hiss. "I watched as he was tortured... as he was choked... I stood by his cage on the full moon, watching as the poor, poor beast almost killed himself."

Malfoy smiled at the maelstrom of emotion glowing in Sirius' eyes. Sirius shook visibly, fury coursing through his veins. So this bastard had been the reason for everything Remus had gone through; this bastard had been the one to leave him half dead; this had been the bastard that had made Remus forget.

"YOU-" He began, jumping on the blond, fist raised as both men fell to the ground, punching, screaming, kicking and scratching. Finally, the blond pushed his wand against Sirius' ribs, digging it in. "Petrificus totalus!" he panted.

Sirius froze, legs snapping together and arms fixing at his sides. Lucius pushed the petrified body away and it landed on the ground with a thump.

Malfoy sat up, straightening his hair and clothes. Kneeling beside the dark haired man, he whispered maliciously, "But most of all, I loved breaking him. I loved seeing the defeat in his eyes. I loved how slowly, day by day, he stopped fighting as much. And then one day, he didn't say anything as he was dragged out of his cell; he'd surrendered his body to us. He was finally broken.

"And I did it all."

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