Chapter 18 - First Hunt, Taboo Romance, & Heart Attack II

Right after the meeting with Rita, Sirius packed a light bag for his secret excursion. Regulus was busy studying in advance for his final year at Hogwarts. It was honestly a waste of time in Sirius' eyes since Regulus was already smart, but he let the boy do whatever he liked.

"Kreacher, stay alert at all times. The enemies can attack us anytime." He cheered the bad-tempered house elf. "You're the last bastion that protects this establishment. If you fail, you'll taint the name of your kind."

Of course, Kreacher didn't want to do that. So he resolutely promised to do all he could to protect the house. That was enough for Sirius since he didn't really hold much sentimental value with that house.

"If anyone asks, just tell them I left the country." Sirius walked over to the chimney after that and used the Floo Network. It led to one of the safehouses of the Order Of The Phoenix that were spread around the country.

This time, Sirius arrived in Davon, a county in southwest England. It was quite a picturesque and beautiful area, and many of the wizards had made the county their home. Sadly, this time, a few unwanted guests had also tried to settle there.

Thanks for the cloak, James. Sirius wore the Cloak of Invisibility and took to the sky on a broom. Right away, he headed toward the sizeable residential estate spanning more than a hundred acres. Clearly, money wasn't an issue for Voldemort's faction, with so many pigs having deep pockets.

Quite a charming place if not for the pests. Sirius truly admired the place. Perhaps I'll buy it at a discounted price later. Looks like a calm spot away from the chaos.

Eventually, he reached an old, large house surrounded by a short compound wall and a long road leading into it. Of course, Sirius had no plans of entering it for now and decided to go to the woods not too far away and camp there to observe the movements.

The only right time to attack was when a high-value target was inside. In this case, he hoped it'd be Rodolphus Lestrange.

Keeping the cloak on him, he landed in the woods, dug a hole near the start of the tree line, and covered it with some sticks and leaves on top. Leaving only a tiny opening to watch the estate.

Ugh, it's already raining. He groaned soon after.

But no matter what, he couldn't afford to be lazy. The oracle's words were still fresh in his mind. But more than that, the situation was now personal. Ending the Dark Lord and his plans meant saving those he loved, and for that, he was prepared to go to any length.

Slowly, night fell. Still, he easily watched the estate with the help of a potion. Yet, he saw no lights through the windows of the estate. Eventually, the night also went by, and yet he saw nothing that new day.

Another night, another day. Sirius didn't budge no matter what, camping without making any excessive noise.

A week passed eventually, and finally, Sirius started to wonder if this was really related to the Dark Lord or if it could be just an investment by the Lestrange brothers. But still, he was one tenacious man and refused to leave.

Two more days passed, and finally, on the ninth night, he noticed lights turning on at the second floor of the large house. Eventually, other lights came alive too, and Sirius got his first glance at the faces.

Bella? Why are you here? His brows furrowed, but soon a smile appeared on his face. Severus, you dumb bastard. You still decided to lick their ass.

As much as he hated seeing him there, it was a sign that the house was involved in Death Eater activity. So, Sirius waited some more and watched a few more figures appear, this time outside the house.

Ah, Lucius. How can you not be involved? Sirius wondered if killing him was the better option. If Bella and the pigs are here, the Dark Lord must be coming too.

Sirius waited half an hour, but no new figure appeared outside the house. Even on the inside, he saw everyone entering one room.

Can't wait anymore. He finally got out of the hole in the ground and fixed his clothes. A pair of blue jeans, a white shirt, and a black jacket with a black trenchcoat above it. He took out his wand and made his way towards the house with light steps. Let's lay the traps first.

Under the Cloak of Invisibility, Sirius went from door to door, window to window, that he could find on the outside. Curses, Hexes, and magical entrapments were used plenty. Made to blow or spray acid. All to make sure nobody could leave unscathed.

Rain would have helped today. Sirius cursed at his luck and knocked on the main door under invisibility, but in a way that seemed natural.

As expected, there were two Death Eaters standing guard who opened the door and tried to look around. But Sirius squeezed in right then and continued setting traps at every door and window in the estate.

Once the ground floor was covered, he finally headed up. He could already hear the voices.

Voldemort is here. Sirius knew the voice since it was so distinct, so inhuman. Why do they even follow that filthy mutated thing?

"My Lord, the dwellings have been marked for the purge night." Lucius' smooth, even voice reverberated as Sirius approached the final double door, closed and guarded by two Death Eaters in masks.

"Well, done, Lucius." Voldemort uttered, "After this purge, the filthy mudbloods will be reduced to obscurity. A simultaneous attack on their muggle families outside will break the will of any new filth from sullying our legacies."

Attack on muggleborn and their families? Sirius realized he had come at the right time. In that case, don't mind me if I draw the first blood.

Woosh!

He was silent and light on his steps, something he had learned while being in his Animagus form. He moved to the side of the room, and stood right behind one of the Death Eaters. With no flash or chants, he aimed the wand directly at the man's neck.

"Gibbon?"

The man was dead as there was a hole in his neck from behind. It didn't go through to the other side. Sirius didn't let the body fall just yet and waited for the other one to come closer.

"What happened? Are you sleeping?"

Woosh!

Another silent spell straight to the face of the second one, instant death. But Sirius was quick and caught the body from falling loudly.

Onto the harvesting. He hated it, but it was the key to his survival. I'm just the lesser of the evils, I guess.

Sirius laid the bodies straight on the floor, facing the ceiling. Then, he swung his hand with the wand, aimed at the middle of the chest. At the audible, faint sound, their chests cut wide open, the ribs broke apart, and the recently dead heart flew out and fell into Sirius' grasp.

Right away, Sirius placed it in a glass jar with a magical liquid that made the hearts start beating again.

One more to go. He followed the procedure again. I hate this.

"Rosier, you will lead the charge in Wales. Rodolphus, you will handle the entirety of England. Rabastan, you shall aim for Scotland," Voldemort distributed the duties. "We move at midnight."

Tonight? Sirius frowned, knowing it was just an hour from midnight. I need to set more traps.

Now, knowing that this was going to be a full-blown battle and not an assassination, Sirius once again moved from the ground floor to the first floor, putting any curses and hexes that he knew, setting up illusions in corridors.

For an entire thirty minutes, he planned for his one-man ambush. The goal was to keep the Death Eaters not in the main room out of the whole battle. So, in the end, he returned upstairs and stood before the door, the Cloak of Invisibility still on him.

Element of surprise. You can do this, you nasty dog. Sirius gave himself a little pep-talk. Facing Voldemort is nothing. He tried to kill you already, and you lived… It hurt like hell, though.

One.

Two.

Three.

Boom!

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