A fate worse than death

Sirius was furious. Though many would say he had every right to be. After all he'd been through, the years in Azkaban, the running and hiding how could they do this to him… How could his closest and most dearest friends, those whom he trusted with his life do this to him now.

"Why are you doing this to me… I thought… I thought you were my friends" cried Sirius, as he slowly edged further and further away.

"Look Sirius, we all love you very much, but it's the only way" Harry replied, reaching out a sympathetic hand to comfort him.

Sirius slapped it away angrily, and looked Harry straight in the eye.

"If you do this to me now… I'll never forgive you."

Harry sighed deeply. "Well… that's something I'm going to have to live with."

Sirius was getting worried now, They're actually going to go through with it he thought. He knew that he'd have to run now if he was ever going to escape. He looked around in desperation hoping for a way out. Finding none who took out his wand pointing it directly at Harry.

"Sirius… What are you doing, don't be stupid!"

"You've brought this on yourself you know… Let me go or… or else!" He shouted, the wand shaking in his hand. He didn't want to do this, but they'd left him no choice.

Harry looked at Sirius pleadingly. "Just put the wand down Sirius, please there's no need…"

"No need!" Sirius interjected "By doing this Harry you'll be destroying a part of who I am!" Sirius was shaking all over now, looking at Harry one last time he started the spell. "Avada…" But before he could finish someone knocked into him, throwing him to the ground, making his wand fly off towards the wall.

When Sirius looked towards his assailant he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Lupin?! Oh God Lupin… not you too, please don't do this to me!" But it was already too late. Lupin grabbed his arms and Harry his legs and they began carrying him into the next room. He wriggled and squirmed with all his might but he couldn't get free. When they took him in, he saw Hermione, Ron, Ginny and Luna standing there, silently trying not to look at him. He stopped squirming and went limp, knowing that there was nothing he could do now to escape his fate, a fate worse then death…

To be continued