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Sirius truly did not expect Bellatrix to know that spell yet. Or to be able to use it with such ferocity. When it struck him in the shoulder, he stumbled as white hot knives dug into his entier being. She always did have a talent for the torture curse. Lucky for him, when Bellatrix turned to help the other, her curse was broken and he was able to get moving, but not before the remaining Death Eater stroke him with a cutting curse. It was poorly aimed, otherwise it would have taken his arm clear off, but for now he would settle for a deep cut. Sirius dodged behind a wall and cast a quick mending spell to stop the bleeding before he lost too much blood. He knew that this had to end. Now.
Steeling himself, he apparated to where he knew Bellatrix to be. As soon as he landed, he began to shoot pepper her with spells. Stupefy, body binds, anything that would safely put her out. It was the same chain of spells that he had used the day before. He had to put her down before he could leave and this one man had to see him do it.
It never occured to him that Narcissa would have been a perfectly good witness.
Steeling himself, he apparated to where he knew Bellatrix to be. As soon as he landed, he began to shoot pepper her with spells. Stupefy, body binds, anything that would safely put her out. It was the same chain of spells that he had used the day before. He had to put her down before he could leave and this one man had to see him do it.
It never occured to him that Narcissa would have been a perfectly good witness.