บท 12: Chapter 12
Harry had been planning to floo straight to Grimmauld Place when he was grabbed by two persons and then he was apparated for the first time in his life. When they landed he was stunned on the spot. When he was enervated a few minutes later and got his bearings right, he realized his wand had been taken away from him, he was bound and silenced and was standing in front of Voldemort. Strangely his scar did not hurt at all and he looked around but could not see anyone's face as all of them were wearing masks.
Harry was very frightened as he stood there, not realizing that one more person was sweating more than him. For Snape was reliving the past and this time he vowed to himself that he would die with Harry rather than live alone once again. Once Harry was gone there would be nothing for him, no family, and no more affection shown to him, nothing.
Snape berated and cursed himself for not taking Harry to the cottage the moment his mark started burning. Harry had the portkey he had given to take Harry away to the cottage in case there was an emergency, but here they could not be used as this place was warded against it. Snape was desperate and he stood there and breathed slowly in and out, regulating his thoughts and slowing them down as well.
In a minute Snape had completely occluded his mind against any emotion and started tackling the problem as a logical puzzle. How to stop Voldemort for the time being and get Harry out of here was what he was thinking without much success though.
"Well my faithful followers, all of us are gathered here to witness an event that will make me the supreme ruler of the Wizarding World. Here before all of you, stands Harry Potter who will die at my hands today. Today I shall begin to rule." Voldemort smiled at everyone with his red eyes glittering with an eerie happiness.
All the death eaters raised their hands as one and sparks of all colors were seen above to form a colorful spectacle that was truly magnificent.
He raised his wand and smiled at Harry. "It was not very nice knowing you Harry Potter. Now I am going to kill you. Goodbye."
Harry tried to speak, but found he could not open his mouth and suddenly Voldemort was there in front of him and had taken aim at point blank range. Harry tried his best to release the power that had crushed Snape's bones but he could not do a thing. Voldemort had suppressed his magic and Harry knowing the difference now, found that access to his magic was almost non-existent and very sluggish.
At that time a voice spoke with all humility, just when Snape had begun to raise his wand to kill Voldemort from behind, the moment he would kill Harry. He put down his wand sharply. He knew he would not be noticed as he had placed a notice-me-not charm and an invisibility charm on his wand arm.
He did not know how to save Harry so he was going to do the next best thing. He was going to kill Voldemort and then be killed by the other death eaters and give the Wizarding World the time to prepare yet again to face this monster.
"My Lord," said a voice humbly.
"Arran." The impatient voice came out in a hiss. "This had better be good." Voldemort was not pleased and it showed in the way he glared at the boy or man whoever it was who had spoken.
"It is Master." Arran bowed deeply. "Master you have a link with this wretched boy; have been connected My Lord, to him for the last fifteen years. Now Master you are at the last step and we must make sure that the magical link does not in any way come back to harm us later, because there is the Prophecy… Master we must stop the link that ties you O mighty Slytherin with the shameful creature and severe all connections to him before you can kill him. I am sure Severus will assist you as I would be privileged to."
Voldemort paused in his angry retort and considered the death eaters words, whose voice sounded so familiar to Harry, but for the life of him could not recognize him. "What are you trying to say Arran?" Voldemort asked him his eyes boring into the other's face.
Severus stepped forward, "Master if I may." Harry's heart jumped into his mouth as he recognized that voice and almost choked as he realized what Severus must be going through at this moment. He would have gone back sixteen years and he must have relived Regulus Black's death.
Only Harry would be killed clean. Harry shuddered as he thought of being at death's door without avenging his parents' and Sirius. He had failed, that was that, Harry thought forlornly.
He had been struggling continuously but the binds were placed by Voldemort and they were proving impossible to break.
"What Arran says has a lot of merit, Master. What if this blasted ignominy dies and we face some complication that may be caused because of the link. We could look through the library and see if there are any potions or spells to close the link, apart from Occlumency."
Voldemort slowly nodded his head. "Do it. Place him in the dungeons until then. I don't want anyone to play with him, Severus," the last word sounded like a whip shot as Voldemort caught Snape fingering his wand and looking towards Harry.
"I beg your pardon Master, please forgive me. May I be excused to leave for the library?" Voldemort smiled at Snape's enthusiasm and nodded his head.
"First take him to the dungeons Severus. Then you may go to the library."
"I will go with him Master, if I may." Arran stood there bowing deeply as Voldemort smiled.
"It is truly heartening to see youngsters so enthusiastic. Yes, you may accompany him Arran and do your research quickly. Keep Potter's magic subdued and keep him bound." Voldemort dismissed them and turned to the other death eaters who were present and started talking to them in soft tones. It was then he noticed Pettigrew was not there and his red eyes narrowed.
"Where is Pettigrew?" he demanded.
"Maybe rat went away so that he wouldn't witness the cruel death of his best friend's son and better friend's Godson, My Lord." Arran's voice was mocking in the extreme and Voldemort smiled, his lipless mouth widening horribly and his eyes glittering in amusement.
"You are getting better by the day Arran. You have imbibed the principles of your mother very well even though she was not with you during your formative years. Well off with you and do not remove the silencing spell from Mr. Potter. His speech tends to be aggravating." Voldemort smirked at Harry who glared at him, pouring into his eyes and expression the hate he was denied to express.
Arran simply bowed and Harry was wondering who this was who enjoyed such popularity and closeness with Voldemort and dared talk with him so familiarly and why did his voice haunt him so.
Before he could ponder anymore Snape had come behind Harry and pushed him roughly, "Move it Potter, we have work to do and we are not as free as you are now." and led Harry away amidst laughter from the death eaters.
They went down swiftly to the dungeons in a single file and Harry stumbled along. Arran the death eater was in front of him, his face still covered by the mask and Snape walked behind him, holding on to Harry as he stumbled and held his hands that were tied behind him squeezing them every other second trying to comfort him with his touch.
After about ten minutes, that told Harry how big this place was, they reached the dungeons, where Arran opened a cell and gestured Harry inside. Snape followed him and turned to Arran and spoke smoothly.
"Arran, now you may leave. I will attend to our one and only Potter and follow you to the library."
"Why Sevvie, want to free him do we?" Arran asked him mockingly. Snape froze in horror and shock as he stared at the death eater. Then he came to his senses.
"What did you say?" Snape hissed angrily, "I could kill you for that remark." Snape hissed in rage as he scowled dangerously and lifted his wand.
"Ah! But Severus my love, you are a great actor and you should receive an Oscar, do you know what that is? That is a muggle award given to the best actor." Arran was still mocking as he stood at the door of the cell.
Snape raised his wand, and Arran spoke making Snape so scared and furious at the same time, "Then if you are really a death eater loyal to our Lord and Master, then why Sevvie-Bevvie did you lift your wand against our Lord to kill him before or as he was about to kill our esteemed house guest?"
Snape almost dropped his wand in shock. Arran could see auras? And he had seen Severus lift his wand to kill Voldemort? Well there was only one thing he could do. He steadied his arm and said suddenly, "Avada Keda." When his wand left his hand and went to Arran.
Snape went to stand in front of Harry and tried to get his second wand out, "I wouldn't do that if I were you Sevvie. This time I could retaliate with a curse of my own, one that could make you bare your heart to old Snake-face up there." Arran looked through his mask at Snape the smile in his voice very much apparent.
Harry was astounded. Snape had planned to kill Voldemort. His brain almost shut down at the way Snape was inviting his death and all for his sake? Harry started trembling with the realization that Snape had not only lifted his arm to kill Voldemort, but also this death eater. Snape was willing to kill for him and then prepared to die a horrible death as Harry knew what the other death eaters would do to him before they finally killed him.
Snape froze at the death eaters words as did Harry whose rather conflicting thoughts were stopped by the words 'Snake-face'. There was a pin drop silence for almost two minutes and then Snape, removed his mask and looked at Arran. "What did you say?" he whispered hope thundering in his heart at the words 'Snake-face' that had evoked in his breast.
"Old Snake-face Sevvie, old Snake-face," the death eater who did not remove his mask said mockingly and then for the first time spoke seriously. "What will I be promised if I were to help you to free your dear Mr. Potter, professor Snape?"
"Anything." was the spontaneous answer.
"Will you swear to be my slave for the next five years?" Arran's so familiar voice was harshly mocking as Harry blanched at the question.
Slave for the next five years? Snape would be as good as dead by then, Harry thought in horror as he struggled afresh to at least throw off the silencing charm so that he could beg Snape not to accept anything like this.
Snape did not even blink. "Yes, he nodded his head, "I will take an oath right now but after you give me an oath that you will not harm Potter and help him escape from here."
Harry shook his head as Snape glanced at him. Snape turned away and looked at the death eater who was watching this by-play between Snape and Harry.
"Well then it is rather fortunate that I really do not want a slave Snape. Besides you would make a very ugly one Sevvie." Arran laughed as he saw the sudden rage on Snape's face.
"Arran!" Snape hissed furiously feeling very frightened to even contemplate the fact the young death eater might be playing with them and then hand them over to Voldemort. If that happened, he knew he and Harry would be made to long for death before they actually did die, "I will kill you, if you are playing with me Arran," Snape was so scared, his magic was beginning to react and he was shaking as the magic inside him started spiraling out of control.
"Shut up Snape and bloody hell man, calm down." Arran suddenly hissed and then straightened up to only lean on the dungeon door casually before once again speaking mockingly, "Well, well Mr. Potter my goodness me, those are the binds that were placed by our Lord and Master, they will not come off so easily. Severus and I will stay here for five minutes just to watch the fun, I think."
"Arran, you are cruel," Voldemort came along with Bellatrix Lestrange and Lucius Malfoy just then, both of them smirking at the way Harry was struggling with his binds. Arran bowed low as did Snape.
Snape quickly replaced his death eaters mask to cover his face and the gamut of expressions he simply could not control and waited silently, feeling so helpless and worthless as he stood there so near Harry but unable to help the boy who had come to mean so much to him in so short a time.
"Well yes Master, one has to be sometimes to get the best out of slaves. Look at him," Arran said laughter lacing his voice, "he struggles and struggles. It is as quaint to watch as it would be with the muggles. I will stun him and leave him here so that he will not struggle away to his death before his time." Voldemort actually laughed at that as did Bellatrix and Malfoy before turning back.
"Don't take too long Arran." Bellatrix warned him, her black eyes glittering insanely as they left, going the way they came.
Arran waited for two minutes looking at the passage from where Voldemort had come and then swiftly took out a stunned rat with a silver paw from his robes. He walked to Harry who was standing in shock and disbelief and thankfulness that the death eater had not betrayed Snape and flinched as he came closer.
Snape went to stand protectively and Arran put his wand into his pocket looking at Snape, placed his finger over his lips to ask for silence and took out a small pair of scissors. He came closer to Harry, cut a small lock of his hair and passing the rat to Snape, took another vial from his robes, opened it and put the hair into it and swirled it.
Snape was astounded as he gaped at Wormtail who was lying stunned in his hands and at Arran who was working very swiftly. He took the rat from Snape and threw it to the floor, first casting a freezing charm on it, enervated it. Then he cast the spell to change him into a human and Harry watched with fascination as the rat turned into Pettigrew.
Wormtail lay helplessly on the floor frozen and unable to understand anything and totally bewildered. Arran leviated the rat and gestured to Snape who was now looking very alert, and grabbed him.
Arran then removed the freezing charm and poured the vial into Pettigrew and immediately flicked his wand and chanted softly for almost a minute. Snape's eyes widened as he understood the spell Arran was casting. It was Black magic and non-removable and Wormtail would be in this form from now on.
Harry heard his name and frowned but as Snape had not said a word he did not say anything either. Arran had made Wormtail remember the fact he was Harry Potter but nothing else and the oblivate he would cast in a few minutes would compliment this spell and it would be virtually unbreakable.
In another minute, the rat changed in front of his eyes into Harry James Potter. "Snape wait outside, at the end of the passage to my right." Arran said softly all the mocking and laughter gone from his voice and very serious now. "Go, I will not do any harm to Mr. Potter, not after I have gone this far to ensure his escape safely. I am going to oblivate the rat, and I really do not want you to be here after that."
Snape looked at the death eater for a long moment and then hugged Harry, slipping his second wand into his robes, something Arran did not miss and grinned to him self, but did not do anything about it and watched as Snape left quickly and walked swiftly to the end of passage to wait there as per the instructions of the death eater.
The death eater came to Harry who was no longer scared but thoughtful about what would now be demanded of him and Snape as the death eater had gone to great pains to rescue him and keep Snape's loyalties hidden for the time being. Arran took out the wand that Snape had placed in Harry's robes and held Harry tightly against him with Snape's wand in his left hand and pushing against Harry's throat.
"Oblivate!" Arran's voice rang out clearly, but softly and Pettigrew would forget everything except what Arran had chanted before. Then Arran pointed his wand at Harry and chanted softly in a language that Harry did not recognize and then suddenly he felt woozy and staggered and would have fallen if Arran had not been holding him.
Once the binds had gone, Harry's magic surged and he had felt very light headed and held on tightly to the death eater.
"I have transferred the binds from you to him. I dare not remove the spells as Voldemort may have a monitoring charm on them. This way we are safe. The rat knows these spells too, Voldemort, yes Potter I can say his name too, will think the rat placed the Black Magic on him self and transferred the spells to him after instructing you to oblivate him before you escape, so I will not be caught and nor will Snape.
"You will be fine as soon as your magic settles and will also be able to speak as well, but take it easy as you will need some time for the magic to settle. Come, we have to move fast now and we should not be seen here any longer." Arran carefully took Peter's wand and gave it to Harry.
Harry walked unsteadily beside him, a huge amount of reluctant respect creeping into his mind for this death eater who had had the gall to play up Voldemort like this and so cleverly too.
He wondered what Arran would ask of Snape and him for helping them like this. Snape came running as he saw Harry walking unsteadily, "Before you assume I have cursed him or anything, I have transferred his binds to the rat. So he is feeling very light headed at present that is all."
Snape did not answer him, but took both the wands Arran had handed over to him and checked Harry thoroughly. He turned to the death eater who shook his head in amusement at the check, "Not now Severus, later, we will discuss later. Now I want Potter to be taken to a safe place that the Order does not know about. Is there a place like that?'
At Snape's silent nod, Arran continued now talking swiftly, "me and a few others wish to talk to him. You will remain right here until Pettigrew is found out and then when all of us have been dismissed you will take us to meet Mr. Potter. Till we speak with Mr. Potter I want him isolated. You have my assurance that neither Mr. Potter nor you will be harmed. The events of the last fifteen minutes should be proof enough." The death eater looked at Snape who nodded at once.
"Good. Then I will meet with you later Mr. Potter. Now come along, we have to go. Severus and I will go back to the library and you will be escorted to your freedom and please remember Mr. Potter, you are not to make any contact with the Order or with the outer world until I meet with you. I hope I am clear on that?" Harry nodded silently. He was still feeling a bit woozy.
Suddenly another figure came out of the shadows, Snape was about to fire when Arran stopped him, "She is one of my people Severus, the ones who will not harm you." He said softly. Arran moved to her and spoke softly to her and the came back with her, "Now you have a portkey or can you apparate?"
"Portkey." Snape told him tersely.
"Good. Ria, yes this is Rhiannon Severus and she will take over from here. Mr. Potter when she says you may activate your portkey please do so at once and remember no outside contact."
Harry nodded silently and then hugged Snape who hugged him back and whispered, "Take care and good luck," to him before he clumsily followed the other death eater who had also a mask on her face. She turned after a minute and silently took his arm and walked faster without saying a word.
After fifteen minutes of walking through the dungeons, Rhiannon led him into the dark night and told him to activate his portkey.
"Thank you," Harry told her and felt her start in surprise, but she did not say anything and Harry activated the portkey and fell into the living room of the cottage where McGonagall and Hermione were waiting with trepidation and the moment they saw him, they simply fell on him and crushed him.
Harry told them what had happened and McGonagall and Hermione were suitably horrified and impressed both by Snape's actions and the casual confidence and sheer nerve of the death eater. Harry warned McGonagall not to say a word and de-scent herself every time she went to Grimmauld Place and still later after another telling Harry took the healing potions that Hermione poured down his throat went to sleep worrying about Snape and thinking of the death eater called Arran with reluctant admiration.
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Snape and Arran walked back to the library, looking on the sleeping Harry Potter a.k.a. Peter Pettigrew. Arran grinned to himself as he saw the rat. This would be a fitting punishment for all his crimes. Now if only they could punish a few others it would make his day. He was under the assumption that Snape was one of them like the rat and initially he had wanted to hang Snape along with Peter when he had heard the news that Potter would be captured on his birthday.
But seeing Snape's arm rise up, he could see auras, a fact like so many other facts he had made sure no one knew, he had changed his mind and had baited him. Snape had almost cast the killing curse for Potter and had been willing to become a slave to release the boy. That had decided the issue for Arran and he had taken care of only Peter leaving Snape alone.
They reached the library and soon were burrowed in huge old tomes that had no information whatsoever. They worked all through the night and well into the day without saying a word to each other. By evening Voldemort came in with the entire inner circle death eaters. He was scowling and looked absolutely furious.
"Arran, Severus! Have you seen the rat anywhere here? He is missing since yesterday."
"You mean since Potter was brought in Master?" Arran asked him innocently.
Voldemort's eyes narrowed and his face showed a sudden tension. He turned and left striding away taking the route to the dungeons calling over his shoulder to Arran and Snape to follow him. The death eaters all of them almost ran after him, anxious as an angry Voldemort was not a good omen for them.
All of them went into the dungeons and into the cell where 'Harry Potter' was staying. He was sleeping soundly unaware of the changes in him. Voldemort flicked his wand and enervated him. He woke up all disoriented and then cowered as he saw Voldemort standing there.
"Harry Potter?' he asked softly.
"Yes and who are you? I am so scared and I really don't know why." The rat said very confused. Voldemort's face darkened. He cast four spells rapidly one after another and found traces of oblivate, Black magic and polyjuice.
"Where is Harry Potter Wormtail?' asked Voldemort oozing rage from every pore of his body.
"I am Harry Potter and who are you and why am I Harry Potter and what is a Wormtail?" he asked as Voldemort simply quivered in rage and Arran quivered with suppressed laughter. Snape nudged him, scowling at him and Arran kept quiet with great effort.
"Wormtail, I will kill you. Tell me at once how you helped the blasted boy escape."
"Who is Wormtail and who is the blasted boy and why should I help whom to escape from where and who are you?"
Arran just could not help it. He cast a silencing charm around him and simply shook with laughter. This was a pensieve moment, driving the dementors' away forever moment and he was having fun.
"Crucio!" Voldemort's voice rang out in anger and a second later Wormtail's cries were almost bringing the dungeon roof down. Voldemort finally took off the curse and then asked him the same thing.
"How did Harry Potter escape?"
"I am Harry PPPotttter and I wanntt to escape from you. Who are you and why are you hurting me?"
Snape bravely stepped forward. "Master I think we should let him be for sometime and give him the 'clear solution' and then ask him." He said softly bowing low.
Voldemort whirled around and was about to curse him, when what Snape had said struck him. "Brew it fresh. Help him Arran and Rhiannon. We shall give it to the fool and see if he remembers." And cursing the rat once more, Voldemort left furious that the Harry Potter had escaped once again.
How did the boy escape? Was it Wormtail or one of the others? His mind turned to Snape, but dismissed it as he had been in the library all day long with Arran and the boy was almost his right hand. Well he would find out and whoever it was would beg for death by the time he finished.
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Serves him right thought Arran and Snape was thinking exactly the same thing, as they went into the potions lab and prepared the clear solution that was actually a Black magic potion in spite of its innocuous name and Rhiannon, Snape and Arran wasted no time. They prepared the potion and took it to Voldemort.
Nagini was there and she sniffed both of them and hissed softly to her Master. Snape and Arran's eyes met for a second in perfect understanding as they looked away almost at once and both their eyes went simultaneously to the huge snake.
Apparently Voldemort was not taking chances and was verifying their identity through his familiar. Voldemort asked them to follow him and the others and all of them went into the dungeons and Wormtail was there hungry and scared and as soon as he saw Voldemort he whimpered and cried out aloud.
Voldemort sniffed the potion and asked Snape to give it to him. Snape poured the potion down Wormtail's throat and he passed out. Voldemort's eyes glittered dangerously as it came to rest on Snape, Arran and Rhiannon. "What has happened to him? Drink it Severus." He ordered.
Snape did not even blink a fact Voldemort noticed and frowned as that meant the potion was correct. Snape drowned it and swayed but otherwise he was all right, as he had never been oblivated in his life and the potion did him no harm and did not reveal anything.
Voldemort scowled and turned to the rat and enervated him. Wormtail looked at him and shuddered. "Who am I? That is what you want to know don't you? I am Harry Potter and I am so confused."
"Why is it not working?" he hissed at them but Snape as well as Arran kept quiet as the answer would mean a killing curse from the enraged Dark Lord.
"Well?" he shouted as all of them flinched and looked down and Wormtail whimpered once again.
None of them unfortunately had any answers. Voldemort paced up and down in the dungeon room kicking out at Wormtail whenever he passed him by and then he stood still and smiled nastily at everyone. "I want answers and correct ones. Until then none of you will leave here. Bella," he called and as she came, Voldemort pulled up her sleeve and pressed the dark mark that would call the rest.
"All of you may leave the dungeons, but remember none of you will leave until I have my answers. Now go." The last came as a shout and all of them scuttled away to safety.
Snape led Arran straight to the potion section and within a few minutes took out a book that dealt with potions for snakes who are magical familiars. He showed a few potions to Arran and Arran looked through them and nodded once. Snape then went to the Black magic section and started browsing as did Arran but he browsed for Voldemort and soon they had an assortment of books.
Snape took out some parchments and copied the potions that were required for familiars and banished the book back to its place. He then started with the Black magic books and started writing down spells and their effects.
Arran and Rhiannon started searching for spells that could correct Wormtail and they wrote a great many spells. The other death eaters too, had gathered in the huge library in small groups and were feverishly looking at various spells, potions and charms, mostly dark and Black magic oriented.
Then as if pre arranged all of them left for the many potions labs that were situated in the dungeons. All of them had parchments and Snape, Arran and Rhiannon formed a group and everyone left them strictly alone as they were the people who had initial charge of Harry Potter. Everyone stayed away from them.
Arran summoned eight cauldrons and soon had various potions bubbling away in them. Three of them were for Nagini and that was under the sole supervision of Snape who was working at a very dark corner. Arran had arranged the other five cauldrons in such a manner that no one would be able to reach the last three. Snape finished one potion, conjured a vial and bottled it and slipped it into his robes and Rhiannon immediately took over by starting a new potion that was for Voldemort.
Four hours later Snape had finished with all the potions he needed and the trio relaxed. They worked silently and efficiently and were the first to finish the potions.
Snape taking no chances this time, glared a little at Arran and started a loud argument with Arran about the last potion they were completing for the Dark Lord. Rhiannon was watching them and she nodded at both of them and entered into their discussion about a potion that had not come quite right and suggested they go back to the library for some more research. They were pretty loud and made sure everyone knew about their doubts of that particular potion.
Almost everyone heard their discussion and in fact Bellatrix suggested a book for finding the correct potion that drew the worst glare from Snape, "I know." Was all he said as he strode away quickly? Arran rolled his eyes and smiled at Bellatrix who returned his smile as she turned away to answer her husband who was asking her for something.
They went out still arguing and once outside Snape fell silent as did Arran. They walked briskly to the library and there Snape conjured a big rat and as Arran opened its mouth, Snape poured the contents of the three vials into the rat. Then Snape stunned it and gave it to Arran who held it away from his body. Snape enervated it and pointing the wand at the rat and started chanting in the same language that Arran had before. It was the ancient language of their land and Snape was one of the few wizards who knew it. So did Arran, apparently.
The chant was long and it took more than three minutes for Snape to finish and Rhiannon was watching their back to make sure they would be uninterrupted.
Snape finished at last and the rat glowed blue before it turned normal. Snape carefully let it down and it ran away towards the door. It would have gone out in a minute, but Nagini and along with her, Voldemort came striding in. The others walked towards the door nonchalantly, when Nagini smelt the rat and opening her mouth, swallowed it not realizing the rat had stopped docilely for the snake to devour it.
"Well, have you three done anything at all? No one seems to have any clue whatsoever." Voldemort asked sourly, his eyes flashing in rage.
Not showing their jubilation at seeing the rat being swallowed whole, Snape answered for all of them, "we have Master. In one potion the resceptacula, we ran into a slight problem and came here to check. We have seven other potions right here."
Voldemort was slightly mollified and with a, "Come we shall test the seven now you can do the one later," walked down to the dungeons straight away with the other three following him and opened the door. Wormtail was lying trembling and crying softly. He saw Voldemort and started crying loudly, "I am Harry Pppotter. I am Harry Potter. I don't know Wormtail. Please don't hurt me."
Voldemort simply ignored his blathering. "Open your mouth, else I will curse you." That was all the incentive Wormtail needed and he opened his mouth at once. Voldemort nodded to Snape and Snape went to Wormtail and poured each potion down his throat after Voldemort sniffed them of course.
Wormtail had the last potion and then fell into a stupor. Voldemort could have pulled all the non-existent hair on his head as he looked at Wormtail in frustration. It was now apparent that Wormtail had betrayed him, conveniently forgetting the fact that Wormtail betrayed the Potters to him first; and the miserable rat had released Harry Potter canceling his debt to the boy.
"Avada Kedavra." The power that came from the curse caused Wormtail to hit the wall and fall down dead even as he was in a stupor. This was the curse he should have cast at the Boy-who-Lived; instead he was now reduced to casting it on his servant. If he was human he would have cried. As Voldemort he kicked the already broken body and left the place saying to Snape, "dispose of that and all of you get out." And went up in sheer frustration to his beloved familiar to try and calm him self.
Snape transfigured the body into a matchstick and burnt it and banished the ashes away. He walked with Arran and Rhiannon a little deeper into the massive dungeons and asked him quietly, "When will you come? Come quickly as I have to take Potter to the Order headquarters."
"I will come with you right now." He lifted his left hand and spoke into his ring that he was wearing on his middle finger.
"Come Ria, I will meet you outside The Leaky Cauldron in the small alley in muggle London, the first alley to the right." Arran said and walked away with Rhiannon.
Snape went up and stood before his Master and asked for orders. "Find out how the boy escaped Severus and tell me. Go now."
Snape bowed and left. He walked to the apparition wards and apparated straight to the alley Arran had mentioned. He waited for half an hour before there were a few pops all around him and some five persons in dark robes surrounded him. Arran stepped forward. "Take us to him." He said quietly.
Snape conjured a long rope and made it into a portkey and a second later six people vanished from there. They reappeared once again many hundreds of miles away in the middle of a wilderness.
Snape keyed in all of them and walked inside the wards totally exhausted and showing it for the first time. Harry opened the door and ran out and hugged Snape tightly not minding the others, "Severus how are you? Are you all right? Merlin I have been so worried." Two other figures also came running out of the cottage and stopped abruptly by the doorway as they saw others with Snape, causing Arran to scowl in anger as he saw Potter had been in touch with two others.
That was when Harry saw the death eater for the first time and he stopped in shock.
"Sirius?"
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