NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 94: chapter:94
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"You!" Fudge snarled at the auror holding a camera. "You got the pictures?"
"Yes minister Fudge!"
"I'll be cutting this inspection short." Fudge said to the lead auror. "Find out who caused this... distraction and punish them appropriately."
"Begging your pardon, minister." The auror began. "But most of the prisoners on this wing are mad from over exposure to the dementors. It's normal for us to hear them scream every now and then. Once you get to the Lestranges in the end of the corridor you will understand how insane they are."
"Oh." Fudge didn't know what to do, and looked to his aides for help. One whispered into his ear and a after a few seconds the minister of magic straightened up and glanced at his auror guard.
"It looks like I have pressing matters of the ICW waiting for me." Fudge declared. "Let's go back to the docks."
Fudge and his party quickly moved away from the maximum security wing, while a few of the Azkaban guards lingered for a moment.
"Good one Black." The lead auror said.
"Thanks."
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Sirius Black sat up after he spent several minutes with his ear on the barren stone floor, listening for any signs of the auror guards. Satisfied that he wouldn't be disturbed for the mean time, he eagerly unrolled what looked like an issue of Witch Weekly and scanned the front page.
The auror guards at the ground floor of the prison fortress momentarily stopped eating their rounds when they heard a howl from the top floor. All went back to patrolling their assigned sections, already used the screams of prisoners, though this one was unusually loud. They all assumed that another mind had been broken by the dementors of Azkaban.
Sirius brooded in the corner of his cell, and glanced occasionally at the picture of his godson in the middle of a group of veela in bikinis. It mocked him, no, insulted his manliness. Toss him in a cell without a trial, sure. Have him periodically tormented by dementors? No problem. But to see his godson had already reached his ultimate dream at thirteen? It was ridiculous.
He was Sirius Black! Witches wet their panties at his mere smile. He never went to Hogsmeade without the same witch twice. And his first kiss was Rosmerta, the busty teen barmaid that all the older boys lusted at, and he was just a third year student then!
He had to do something about this, Sirius decided. He can't just leave his godson alone among those Veela. He had a responsibility to guide James Potter's son. Harry... he suddenly realized that his godson was about to marry into a family that had Veela relatives, lots of Veela relatives.
With new found resolve, Sirius Black decided that he had to go and help his godson handle the Veela horde, and maybe get some of veela love and finally achieve his wildest dream, revenge on the rat be damned. James would surely agree, though he couldn't help but marvel at his best friend's foresight into arranging a contract between his son and a veela. He somehow managed to arrange the whole affair under his nose!
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Remus Lupin's house, Britain
"Damn it Sirius!" Remus rarely cursed, but when he saw that morning the front page of the daily prophet, he simply couldn't help himself. He had plans to get Sirius a trial, now that they had Pettigrew captured with confessions that he was the real traitor to the Potters.
Escaping free from prison only complicated things, and he knew it will be harder to convince Amelia Bones to give in to his request for a proper investigation into Sirius Black's case.
Remus read the rest of the article, and once the shock of having his plans come into ruins wore off, he couldn't help but smile at seeing Sirius free of the wizard prison. The marauder in him was even proud of his old friend, no doubt James was cheering his brother in all but blood in the afterlife.
He glanced at the picture of his friend and after a moment he burst out in laughter, almost spilling his cup of coffee. After a minute, he had regained enough composure to wipe tears of mirth from his face and carefully separated the front page from the rest of the newspaper. It needed to be framed, truly a work of a marauder.
Remus drained the last of his morning coffee and proceeded to floo Julian Delacour.
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Spinner's End, England
"Damn you Sirius Black." Severus Snape spat his tea on his Potions Weekly paper when he read the bold words printed on the cover page. Normally Potions Weekly didn't bother to print daily news, but new developments and achievements on the field of potions making. They were forced to comply however, with the ministry decree that ordered all media to post Sirius Black's escape along with his picture.
Severus Snape looked at the photograph of the escaped convict, and it took all of his considerable restraint not to toss the latest issue of Potion's weekly into the fire. Black was mocking him again, he accurately guessed. He could see it clearly at the moving picture of Sirius Black's latest photograph, taken roughly a month before his escape.
Even though there wasn't any sound, he could clearly read the words out of Black's picture. It did not take a lip reader to see the words that came from the mutt's mouth.
Sni-ve-lus
Sni-ve-lus
Sni-ve-lus
Black kept on repeating those accursed words while wearing a truly wicked smile on his face before the picture looped again.
His morning was once again interrupted when he heard the loud cracks of apparition in front of his door. When he looked out the window with wand in hand, he saw several aurors standing on his lawn.
"Mr. Snape?" One of the aurors stepped forward once they saw the potions professor open his door.
"Yes? To what do I owe a visit from ministry aurors that conveniently interrupted my peaceful morning?" Snape sneered at the intruders.
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