“Coward?” He barked out his own laugh, his eyes narrowing on the person in front of him. “Far from it. Your failures ever since I joined your group? All down to me. Harry went North, we went South. And that girl?” He laughed again. “That girl that smelt of me and Embry? Safe and sound. Just like everyone else I ‘took to the Ministry’.” The threat to Embry and the baby though was one that caused Sirius to see red, and he launched attack after attack. Tears were clouding his vision, so several missed, and he found Fenrir getting closer and closer until he was thrown against a tree. The impact caused his brain to feel like it was rattling in his head, and he pulled himself up in time to see Fenrir complete his transformation, and now Sirius was even more sure that Fenrir was not going to get the chance he was looking for to hurt his family.
Everything had moved so fast for Sirius that he barely had time to catch a breath. The other woman wasn’t his concern as she ran to the scene, and Sirius knew that if it was between keeping her safe and keeping Embry safe, the choice wasn’t a difficult one at all. Seeing Embry unconscious though, with the blood pouring from her head, Fenrir’s words hit her hard, and he told himself that if she died, he’d let Fenrir finish him off too. He would’ve failed her.
But the attack never happened, and instead, it was the other woman who felt the full force of the attack. Every part of his body hurt, and his head pounded. The smell of blood was so strong it made him feel sick, but he resisted the urge to be. He wanted to help the woman so badly, but he couldn’t have apparated with both her and Embry, and there was no chance he’d ever leave Embry with Fenrir. He had no idea what this would mean for their baby…if the trauma had been so much for them to lose her. Yes she wasn’t hurt as seriously as the other woman, but any stress early on could be a bad thing he told himself. So when Embry started moving, he went to rush to her side, but saw where she was going, and just stood there, nodding to himself. Though he questioned whether she was too weak to apparate, if she could get the woman help, then he wouldn’t have to worry about either of them.
As the soft pop noise filled the air, Sirius anticipated the attack, and retaliated with a spell, trying to knock him back. “What’s the matter, forgotten how to fight like a man? Though, I suppose that would make sense considering you’re just a disgusting animal!” He snapped, slashing his wand at him again. He took plenty of hits himself, and grunted as his body hit the ground one more time, and with a shaky arm, he shot another at his arm, blowing him to the side. Quickly standing up and getting himself up the right way, he stood over Fenrir, shaking his head. “You stay away from your sister, you disappear from her life, or I swear, you come near my family again, and I will rip your head off and put it on the wall with my dear mum’s house elves. Do you understand me?”