Sirius Black was lying on his cot,

Sirius Black was lying on his cot, staring at the ceiling and listening to Rabastan and Rudolphus Lestrange fight with Rudolphus' wife and Sirius' cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange nee Black. It wasn't pleasant at all, not with all the death threats and screaming, but it was much more entertaining than just staring at walls. Still, it was becoming a bit old and he was ready to yell at them, just to give a different direction to the argument, when he heard footsteps. Visitors were very rare on their floor and it made both him and the Lestranges shut up and get close to the bars, eager to see who decided to pay them a visit. Seeing Fudge, however, was a disappointment. The Minister of Magic, while being a pompous ass, was a total coward. Baiting him was absolutely no fun. That was something even Bellatrix agreed with.

"Minister, what a pleasant surprise!" – simpered his cousin, doing a fairly good imitation of her younger sister, Narcissa Malfoy nee Black – "What brings you here on this sunny day?"

Obviously the woman didn't know if the day was actually sunny, but she preferred pretending that it was, just to keep her mood somewhat nice. Sirius found that it worked for him as well. He decided to throw in his two cents into Fudge-baiting:

"Come, come! Would you join us for a cup of stale water?" – he fell into his pureblood manners easily, especially since it gave other the impression that he was completely bonkers.

The Lestrange brothers snickered in the cell across the corridor, so Sirius could see them make faces at Fudge's back.

"Ah, Mr. Black." – greeted Fudge – "As crazy as ever I see…"

Sirius spied a fresh copy of the Daily Prophet in the man's hands:

"Oh, newspaper!" – the prisoner cooed – "Would you be so kind as to give it to us? It is so dreadfully boring here… and the dementors are absolutely no fun…" – here he pouted and his cousin whined from the cell next to him.

"Well… uhm…" – blubbered the stupid idiot – "I suppose there is no harm in that…"

He threw the paper threw the bars and Sirius the Prophet quickly, cradling it against his chest, practically salivating at the prospect of finally getting some news.

With another glance around the prison the Minister left and after a moment of total silence Bellatrix said from her cell:

"Either read it aloud, or pass it to me when you're done, Siri-bear."

Sirius bristled at the nickname, but stayed silent, since it brought back childhood memories. And now that he was older and stuck in prison he could actually admit that his childhood was not a total hell… Somehow that admission made him more tolerable towards his relatives who were his only company here in Azkaban.

The man opened the paper and gaped at the picture.

"FUCK!" – he snarled as he recognized just who he was seeing.

"Oi! Black!" – asked Rudolphus from the cell across his own – "What's up?"

"Fucking rat!"

"Oi! I'm not a rat!" – came the indignant voice of Rudo.

"And I'm not talking about you." – barked Sirius.

"Then start making sense!" – drawled Bellatrix from the next cell.

"You know Pettigrew?" – asked Sirius with a sigh.

"The idiot who followed you, Potter and Lupin around?" – asked Rabastan, clearly confused – "Didn't you blow him up?"

"No!" – exclaimed Sirius – "How come you don't know? I thought you were close to Vol…"

"DON'T SAY HIS NAME!" – yelled all the three Lestranges.

"… fine, You-Know-Who."

"We were…" – agreed Bella – "But what does that have to do with anything?"

"The fucking bastard was the one who sold Lily and James out to Voldemort!"

Bella snorted:

"That's unlikely. He's a spineless moron. Our Lord has no need for people like that."

"None the less, Dumbledore said…"

Rudolphus rolled his eyes:

"Dumbledore said? Seriously? After the old codger threw in here without a trial, I thought you'd grow a pair!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" – Sirius was clearly affronted and confused – "There was nothing the headmaster could do…"

"Yeah, sure…" – drawled Bellatrix – "He's the fucking chief warlock of the Wizengamot? And he was not in the position to order for a trial? Cousin dear, I think you lost it."

"Lost what?" – Sirius obviously wasn't being thick on purpose, but the conversation was going into unknown waters and he was having trouble wrapping his brain about the information that was being discussed.

"Your fucking mind, that's what!" – snapped Rabastan – "How can you be so stupid? The man ordered for you to be thrown here. I was there when they arrested you."

/end of flashback/

The dog growled at the offending memory and continued pacing, paying no attention to the occasional muggles that went about their business and sometimes bumped into him.


"Well, this is unexpected." – said Severus as he watched the parchment.

"Do know what this creature is?" – asked Harry, staring at the strange name.

"No." – Severus shook his head – "Never heard of it. However I'm pretty sure you'll be able to find what information you need. There is a very good bookshop in Knockturn alley, it's called 'Liam's…'"

"Liam's Treasure. I know. I've been there." – admitted the boy. He folded the parchment and put it into his back pocket – "Thank you for your help, professor Snape."

"Think nothing of it, Harry. Now get back to your relatives before anyone notices you're missing."


Author's Note: And I'll stop here. I know I still didn't say what sort of creature Harry, sorry for that. I'm having some trouble coming up with a nice name for the species. Anyway, I'm sorry for the mix up up with the Weasley's healer, Aubrey White. I fixed it, but if you have any doubts, it's a woman after all. I planned for it to be a guy, but well, didn't go that way.
Yeah, before you say it, I know that becoming pregnant at 11 isn't plausible... but what can I say... it's another one of my twists =) Hope you like how the story is going. Thank you all so much for reading, and most of all for reviewing the story.



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