Sirius Black and the deathly hallows

Sirius is helping Harry to find the deathly hallows with Ron and Hermione. He is glad to help and finds himself and Harry in a deathly battle? Will everything go as planned? Or will lord Voldamort catch up with Sirius this time???

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6. ITS GETTING SERIOUS

"This is a really good place Sirius." Said Harry.

"Well it helped me through when I was in hiding. Right!" Rubbing his hands together. "Let's get this tent up and sort the spells out. What time is it?"

"It's 1:30" Harry replied. "I'll set the tent up with Ron." Him and Ron got the tent out of Hermione's bag and started to sort it out. 

When they had finished they all went inside. It was massive like the one they had stayed in at the quidditch World Cup. They had a little dining room, a kitchen with a fridge and sink. A bathroom and two bedrooms. One for the boys and one for the girls. 

"This is great! Well done boys." Said Hermione. "The spells are all done. But we will need one or two people to keep lookout during the night."

"Don't worry you lot. I'll do it tonight. Give you three teenagers a rest." Sirius elected himself. 

It was now past 7 o'clock and they had all had a nice meal. It was beginning to become dark and slightly cold. 

"You lot go inside, I'll start watch out." Sirius sat down on the grass next to the tent. The rest went inside. They all sat round the dining table and put the locket, snitch and fairy tale book onto it. 

"Right. We haven't been able to do anymore with the locket. That's fine at the moment. But look at my book." She opened it up and on the first page was a weird triangle. It had a circle in and a line down the middle. "What could this be?" She pointed at it. "I've looked it up but can't find it anywhere in my books. However I thought maybe Sirius would know, being older than us, you know. But we can ask him later." She picked up the snitch and looked at that. "Also this little message is weird. I don't really understand it because it could be different things. So we aren't very close at the moment." 

"Well" Ron started, "lets ask Sirius now because then we can actually start doing something."

"Good idea" Harry agreed. Him and Ron went outside with the book. 

"Hello boys. I'm getting bored already you know. So what it is?" He asked. 

"Well, we wondered if you know what this symbol is Sirius?" Harry gave him the book and pointed to the symbol. 

"Oh." He said. "This means the deathly hallows Harry. Horrible instruments. However I believe you have one."

"What? How?" Harry questioned. Sirius flicked through the pages of the book. 

"Ahh! Here it is. Hermione! Could you come out here a minute. I need you all to listen to this story." Then he read:

(THIS STORY WAS COPIED FROM A WEBSITE - IT'S THE EXACT STORY FROM THE BOOK)

“There were once three brothers who were traveling along a lonely, winding road at twilight. In time, the brothers reached a river too deep to wade through and too dangerous to swim across.. However, these brothers were learned in the magical arts, and so they simply waved their wands and made a bridge appear across the treacherous water. They were halfway across it when they found their path blocked by a hooded figure.

And Death spoke to them. He was angry that he had been cheated out of three new victims, for travelers usually drowned in the river. But Death was cunning. He pretended to congratulate the three brothers upon their magic and said that each had earned a prize for having been clever enough to evade him.

So the oldest brother, who was a combative man, asked for a wand more powerful than any in existence: a wand that must always win duels for its owner, a wand worthy of a wizard who had conquered Death! So Death crossed to an elder tree on the banks of the river, fashioned a wand from a branch that hung there, and gave it to the oldest brother.

Then the second brother, who was an arrogant man, decided that he wanted to humiliate Death still further, and asked for the power to recall others from Death. So Death picked up a stone from the riverbank and gave it to the second brother, and told him that the stone would have the power to bring back the dead.

And then Death asked the third and youngest brother what he would like. The youngest brother was the humblest and also the wisest of the brothers, and he did not trust Death. So he asked for something that would enable him to go forth from that place without being followed by Death. And death, most unwillingly, handed over his own Cloak of Invisibility.

Then Death stood aside and allowed the three brothers to continue on their way, and they did so, talking with wonder of the adventure they had had, and admiring Death’s gifts. In due course the brothers separated, each for his own destination.

The first brother traveled on for a week or more, and reaching a distant village, sought out a fellow wizard with whom he had a quarrel. Naturally with the Elder Wand as his weapon, he could not fail to win the duel that followed. Leaving his enemy dead upon the floor, the oldest brother proceeded to an inn, where he boasted loudly of the powerful wand he had snatched from Death himself, and of how it made him invincible.

That very night, another wizard crept upon the oldest brother as he lay, wine-sodden, upon his bed. The theif took the wand and, for good measure, slit the oldest brother’s throat.

And so Death took the first brother for his own.

Meanwhile, the second brother journeyed to his own home, where he lived alone. Here he took out the stone that had the power to recall the dead, and turned it thrice in his hand. To his amazement and his delight, the figure of the girl he had once hoped to marry, before her untimely death, appeared at once before him.

Yet she was sad and cold, separated from him as by a veil. Though she had returned to the mortal world, she did not truly belong there and suffered. Finally the second brother, driven mad with hopeless longing, killed himself so as truly to join her.

And so Death took the second brother for his own.

But though Death searched for the third brother for many years, he was never able to find him. It was only when he had attained a great age that the youngest brother finally took off the Cloak of Invisibility and gave it to his son. And then he greeted Death as an old friend, and went with him gladly, and, equals, they departed this life.”

"So that's the story" said Sirius. He pointed to the triangle and said, "the cloak" he pointed to the line and said, "the elder wand" and then he pointed to the circle and said, "the resurrection stone. These together could make someone utterly invincible. But Harry, you have the invisibility cloak itself!"

"Wow! I do. But how is mine THE one?" Harry asked. 

"Well Harry. If you think about it, other invisibility cloaks tend to fade and stop working. Your dad had that one before you and you have used it for 6 years as well." Said Hermione. 

"Exactly Hermione. Well done for figuring it out!" Said Sirius. After that Hermione had sat with her books for hours looking things up and studying them. 

          ******

Two weeks passed and even with the deathly hallows information they were no close to destroying the locket. Ron and Hermione however had gone back to the Burrow for a couple of weeks and had been gone for about a week. 

"It's different without them here." Said Harry one morning. "They have always been with me to help me out and now they are gone."

"Harry! You have me don't you?" Sirius mentioned. "Am I not good enough?" He said with a laugh. They sat together, looking over the channel. A few days ago they had moved again, they camped on the white cliffs of Dover now. 

"Sirius?" 

"Yes Harry?"

"What were my parents like?"

"They were the best people I had ever met. Obviously I had known your father from the age of 11 and your mother I had properly known from about the age of 16. I left my own home at 16 and your fathers parents welcomed me with open arms. I was a naughty boy at school but not evil enough for my mother. I didn't want to join Voldamort like my other siblings and family. My parents were evil through and through. I think Regulus was pressured into becoming a death eater. He wasn't like that. He was a nice boy, he was kind but my mother scared him into her way of life."

"I didn't know your family was so into the dark side. Why were you in griffindor?" Harry asked.

"The hat! It knew I didn't want to be in slytherin and so I thought griffindor over and over in my head. That was it really. Anyway, you asked me about your parents. It was the happiest day of my life when your parents got married. I was so happy for them. Then she became pregnant with you and your father was delighted, of course. You were a lovely little boy but everything was ruined when you and your parents had to go into hiding in Godricks hollow. I hardly ever saw you three. Your parents didn't seem worried though. They were still as happy as ever with you there. Then" Sirius gave a sigh and looked upset. "The night when your parents were killed was horrible. I arrived at the house when Hagrid did. It was a bomb site. But then I saw you. I couldn't believe it. I asked Hagrid if I could take you but he wouldn't let me. I lent him my motorbike and then you know the rest, don't you Harry." 

"Yeh. Thanks Sirius. I knew they were great people." Harry felt warm and slightly happy after hearing about his parents. Sirius then got up and went to do the dinner. They ate in silence.

"I'll keep watch tonight Sirius. I know I did it last night, but you did it three nights in a row last week."

"I'm not tired Harry. I'll stay with you then." Harry was secretly happy at this. He wanted to try and spend as much time as he could with Sirius. "Ron and Hermione will be back in a few days. Then we will move again."

"I hope they bring some information with them that is useful. Maybe Lupin, Mr or Mrs Weasley has helped them out."

"Oh yes. I hope so Harry." Then there was some noise coming from somewhere. "What was that? Stay quiet Harry and don't move." They waited for a minute but luckily it was just a dog. Someone was walking on the cliffs with him. It was only about 9:30 but it was already pitch black. It was getting towards the end of November. 

A few hours had now passed but neither Harry nor Sirius were tired. 

"I didn't know wether the tell you this Harry but when Peter sold your parents to Voldamort and everyone thought it was me, my mother was actually proud! She had thought that I had joined the dark lord and betrayed your parents. That's what a horrible, evil person she was. She died not long after I went to Askaban. She died thinking I was a murderer and she was happy about it!" He held down his head. 

"It's ok Sirius. Your mother may have been bad but you aren't. I know the truth, that's good enough for me." He gave Sirius a reassuring smile and it seemed to cheer him up. 

Harry woke up the next morning and he was staring at the sky. The sun was showing but it was really cold. He had a blanket over him and a couple of jackets. 

"Sorry. Did I fall asleep? I didn't mean to." Harry said.

"Its ok Harry. I haven't been tired at all anyway. It's about 8 o'clock now.  I'm going to go to bed anyway. Come on inside where it's warm. I've lit a fire." Sirius was right. It was much warmer inside. Harry made himself some breakfast and sat down in front of a fire which was in the middle of the tent. 

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