Dont be haters, you know you all missed Sirius, and I just coulnt get over the fact that he was dead so what is a girl to do, write a fanfic, enjoy.
Disclaimer: Obviously if I owned anything Harry Potter I wouldnt be here writing this, but I do own every original character, so no touchie.
Beyond the Veil
A red light flashed before his eyes. Sirius ducked, a grin appeared on his shady features. "Come on, you can do better than that!" he yelled mockingly at his cousin.
The large room echoed his sarcastic tone. Bellatrix's wand emitted another jet of red light. Sirius never saw it coming, but the light pounded into him, forcing his body to plummet backwards.
His eyes widened and his laughter died as he felt the tattered fabric of a curtain enveloping his body.
He hit the hard ground with a thud. Pain coursed through his entire being. The victorious screech of a woman rang in his ears. Ignoring his pain and surroundings, he ran forward, hands held out in front of him to tear open the large curtain ahead of him.
Nothing. He felt nothing. The curtains grew firm under his grip.
"No" he cried. Harry – Harry needed his help.
"SIRIUS!" someone called out in distress.
It was Harry's voice and it called again. The voices on the other side turned to incoherent mumbling and eventually died away.
"No," Sirius croaked.
Now on his knees, he pounded the stone curtains.
No No No
The thought repeated like a mantra, over and over until his surroundings gave into the shadows.
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Sirius' surrounding darkness faded as his senses returned to him. He was no longer in front or rather behind the great ragged drape any longer, he had been moved. But by who?
The excruciating pain that had once been coursing through him had eased, but only slightly. Sitting up seemed more difficult than usual as his chest was now almost unbearably heavy.
Giving up, he laid back, Bloody hell! his mind screeched, hitting the wooded floor harder than expected. Though on the ground, he observed the area around him.
All around him were dark stone walls and to his right were a simple wooden table and a set of chairs as well as a hearth that looked long forgotten.
Ignoring the ache in his neck he turned to his left. He immediately found himself staring into a pair of striking silver eyes. Sitting up instantaneously he saw they belonged to a now very startled animal.
The creature appeared unusual but he could tell it was a fox. A white fox in fact, staring at him warily, its body ready to dart at the slightest movement.
Not wanting to startle the creature again he slowly turned his head around looking at the room and he gradually stood.
A scrawny bed occupied the corner of the room. Hobbling slightly he made his way over to it, falling upon it in exhaustion, completely forgetting the undistinguishing beautiful fox as he took a deep breath.
Sirius rubbed his eyes wearily as his mind ran countless questions through his head.
Where am I? What happened? Am I dead?
He sat up abruptly as he heard shuffling from across the room.
But then looking up, Sirius' breathe caught in his throat.
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