Chapter 19 - First Hunt, Taboo Romance, & Heart Attack III

An explosion blasted open the twin doors, throwing wooden shards into the room. They struck the inhabitants; the smoke was also intense and filled with chemicals. It alerted all of the Death Eaters as they jumped back and took out their wands.

But Sirius, under the Cloak of Invisibility, crawled into the room unseen and reached the closest man that he recognized.

Woosh!

"Aaargh!"

"Rosier!" Voldemort roared at the sight of one of his first supporters spewing blood from his wounded neck. "Invisibility cloak!"

With that, a magical showdown ensued. Since they couldn't see Sirius yet, they cast countless Homenum Revelio charms at every corner of the room to the door.

Thud!

One more Death Eater fell with a deep cut on their neck.

"Avery!" Voldemort felt his most loyal falling one after another, getting enraged. "Spineless coward. Avada Kedavra!"

Despite not knowing where the enemy was, Voldemort started throwing killing curses at the empty space of the room. Following him, the rest did the same, covering every corner of the room. There were ten of them, so they further moved towards a corner to save themselves from the friendly fire.

Fuck! Sirius found himself in a tough spot with all those curses hurling down at him. He tried to dodge as many as he could, but in the end, some were bound to hit him. In response, he also had to send out a few powerful curses.

"There he is!" Shouted Lucius at the sight of blood splattered on the ground.

Sirius threw away the invisibility cloak at that point and started blasting curses. Explosions, invisible cutting spells, and at times, Crucio. He tried to avoid it, but the Death Eaters began to surround him from all sides, pushing him to the middle.

Left, right, from all sides, he started getting hit. His hands moved like an orchestra conductor, the wand being his baton. His senses so sharp and heightened that even without looking, he countered many spells, created shields, and struck back manifolds.

"I knew you would eventually do something like this, traitor!" Voldemort sneered, watching the play as his stooges attacked while Sirius defended to his best. "Did you come to take your sister? But she wishes to remain as my most loyal servant."

Sirius gritted his teeth and glanced at Bellatrix not too far away, also attacking him with spells. Only her spells were much weaker and less life-threatening. That was all he needed to know. He still hadn't lost her.

"Well, being alone at Grimmauld Place is boring. I wanted to take Bella home to lighten up the mood a bit," Sirius jested and started getting used to the attacks. "Sadly, you're wrong. I came to kill you, Voldemort."

Voldemort's demonic face creased into an even more frightening and ugly sight. "But death shall be your visitor today."

Sirius scoffed and, without a care, leaped off towards Rodolphus Lestrange, who was standing right beside the Dark Lord. "Try me!"

Ghk!

Sirius fought so viciously and ferally that he used his wand itself as a sharp jabbing stick. Not to cast magic but as a real, physical weapon. Although he had aimed at Rodolphus, he found Rabastan Lestrange jumping to cover his brother.

It wasn't a problem for Sirius since he still attacked and slammed his wand into Rebastan's mouth before roaring a spell, "Bombarda!"

Splash!

Rabastan Lestrange's head exploded in plain sight. The blood, bones, and brain matter splattered everywhere, turning the walls, ground, and ceiling crimson, the stains also landing on everyone's faces.

"Ha ha!" Sirius laughed like a madman, his face being the most bloodied. "You're next, Voldemort!"

That sight was seriously mentally agonizing. No matter how vicious and fearful those Death Eaters were, they had never seen someone like Sirius. The injuries he inflicted on them were all so beast-like, so deadly. And to their horror, nothing seemed to stop him despite the deep wounds all over his shoulders, back, and legs.

Voldemort, being so close to Sirius, felt threatened and rambled killing curses one after another while stepping back to make some distance.

"Argh…!" Sirius groaned but remained standing even after taking the green streak of deadly light. Like the last time, although the spell was known not to leave wounds, Sirius' chest burst open, and a see-through hole appeared.

Sirius still grinned with grunts, lifting his wand towards Voldemort. "I'm your death, Voldemort! Aved—"

Before Sirius could even say half of the spell, Voldemort disappeared from the place with his awe-inspiring flying spell and apparition. But as he broke the window of the room to fly out, an explosion resonated.

"Hah!" Sirius laughed maniacally, seeing Voldemort get hit by his trap and likely get injured. But the Dark Lord still escaped like a dog running for his life.

Woosh!

The next to leave was Severus and Lucius.

Sirius mocked them before they all could run away one after another, having lost the will to fight. "Run! Run and hide your faces, for I have seen you all. Your master fears me, and so shall you and your future generations. One by one, I'll hunt you down—don't even think of fighting me. Nothing can kill Sirius Black!"

Although a majority of the members wore masks on their faces, Sirius saw the pure terror in their gazes. The gulps in their throats were audible as they felt scared like never before.

Boom!

As more of them tried to escape through the doors and windows, more traps rained down on them. But they didn't stop, no matter how hurt they were or how much they bled.

At last, Sirius looked at Bellatrix, who had still not left. He sighed, noting faint dark circles under her eyes despite her black dress appearing attractive on her ashen pale skin like always, taking his attention. Her curly raven hair was done properly, and her red lipstick was a mix of black, trembling with her lips.

I never expected I'd ever feel this way for Bella. Sirius thought. But she is and will always be family.

"I won't ask you to come with me, Bellatrix. Maybe he has brainwashed you, or perhaps he has put you under some vow. Or maybe you truly wish to follow him, in which case I'd be disappointed. But I know once I kill him, you'll be home," Sirius said and watched her finally apparate away.

At last, silence spread throughout the building. Sirius looked down and watched the hole in his chest fill up on its own with flesh. The missing heart appeared out of nowhere and started beating again. The bones eventually formed as well and left a mere flesh wound on his chest.

But that still didn't heal the rest of the wounds all over the body. He was still bleeding profusely, and it hurt like hell.

"Still not enough." He groaned at his own inefficiency. Although he had killed quite a lot of Death Eaters, it wasn't all of them, and that was disappointing for him. "I guess I need better hearts."

Feeling his body getting heavier and his mind on the verge of blacking out, he rushed around and used the bizarre spell to harvest the hearts of Rosier, Avery, and Rabastan Lestrange. When he went downstairs, he found four more dead bodies, to which he did the same.

"I'll let the Ministry find this place on their own." He muttered and silently tried to leave the building.

Thud!

But the moment he stepped out, he felt a sharp pain rise from his chest. He stumbled but safely picked himself up.

"W-What's happening?!" He looked down at his wounded chest and tried to feel the heartbeat with his palm. "It's uneven."

"Argh!" It burned a lot, and his mouth spewed blood.

There were countless possibilities that could have been the cause. The forbidden, secret method he used to keep himself immortal had so many little pieces that any one of them could have malfunctioned.

"No time left…" He grunted and called forth his broom. He quickly took to the skies to find the nearest house occupied by wizards. He remembered the entire county like the back of his head. "Y-Yes…. The Lovegoods!"

It was the closest wizarding household, and he rushed towards it in no time. He knew how to heal himself, but he didn't want to do it while lying in the dirt or worse, in hostile territory. Albeit not knowing the Lovegoods very well, he knew enough that they stood on the right side of the war.

I'm losing focus. He felt his vision turning darker. It didn't help that it was nighttime.

But thankfully, he saw the tall structure ahead on a small hill. A building in the shape of a giant chess rook. It had a stream at the hill's base, an unmistakable landmark that he was at the right place.

Wasting no time, he landed hard on the building's front steps and punched on it a few times to wake up the residents.

Bam! Bam!

He waited and waited. It was the middle of the night, after all.

Clack!

Multiple locks opened up from the inside, and finally, a man peeked from the small crack, his candyfloss-like white hair appearing in contrast with the light behind him in the house.

In his bloodied, groaning state, Sirius whispered, "I'm Sirius Black… I need your help… Don't contact the Ministry."

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