A/N Okay, so I admit it. I am a sucker for this kind of country music…



Kittius Sage looked out the window of the old and broken down muggle bus. A tear ran down her face as she looked at the setting sun on the horizon of the snowcapped hills. It was stopping to pick up more passengers. She didn't know why, exactly she was crying, but she was. She felt so blue and hurt down inside her heart. Was it because Lily, James and Peter were all dead? Maybe it was because Sirius was in Azkaban? Or was it because Voldamort was gone, and she had to go into hiding along with her fellows from the Forsaken Ones? No, it was because the man that had just gotten on- he looked…so much like… ISirius I

IStarin' out the window at the sinkin' sun

Another painful day is done

If I could convince myself I was over you now

I'd find a way to go on somehowI

No, she didn't love him any more! He had betrayed her friends, but still… Stop it, Kitty! You're being an idiot! She mentally kicked herself. Besides, that's not even him! It's just some…guy… with smashing brown eyes… like Siri's and… handsome black hair… like- NO! Stop it right now!

IBut the pain just grows stronger every day

I think of you and I'm on my way

Down memory lane with your hand in mine

Guess I'm just not the healing kindI

She hit herself on the forehead.

"Stupid, stupid, stupid, stu-"

"Uhhh… excuse me, miss? Is this seat taken?" The man with the brown eyes smiled down upon her.

Kittius went into a fit of stutters. "ye- I mean, no go ahead! I was…uhh… just getting off." She hoisted up her rucksack up and threw it unto her back. In truth, she wasn't getting off, but she couldn't stand to look at the man any more. She stepped off the bus, and into a huge bank of snow, sinking in to about her knees. It was freezing out, and the chilly winds blew through her ragged robes, biting through her thin skin and into her bones.

IAnother December and the cold wind blows

And nights without you are so long

I stare at our picture through the firelight's glow

And where you are right now I just don't knowI

Within the next half hour of trudging through the thick snow, her small body became entirely soaked. Freezing snow had soaked through her dragon leather boots, making her toes freeze and sending shivers all the way up her body. "Dammit!" she growled, furiously at the boots. Her wet hair hung in strings around her neck, making it cold too.

"Grr… Sirius is SO going to pay for this!" She growled for the 100th time. She didn't know why he would pay, but he would, and that was that. She had never remembered Ireland being so… cold… or maybe her memory was going, just like her sanity… She though about what Remus had said to her at the Potter's funeral.

I " I think you've lost it, Kitty, I swear, you have… I think you seriously need therapy." I so what if she was going crazy? Like Remus cared about her, anyway! No one does anymore, she thought as a car flew by her, splashing slush all over her.

IBut the pain just grows stronger every day

I think of you and I'm on my way

Down memory lane with your hand in mine

Guess I'm just not the healing kind… I