Twinkle, Twinkle

by Aviva Aria

Hermione & Sirius, the End of an era, the end of their relationship, the end of his life? They love each other, but it seems that with the dimming of a star, their life together must end. Use of a childrens rhyme. ONE SHOT.

Okay, I dont own the children's rhyme, Twinkle Twinkle little star, nor do I own Harry Potter. but what i do own is little Remi--a.k.a. Remus James Black. Please read and Review. give me other childrens rhymes to create into stories, I like it a lot.

Liz.

Twinkle, twinkle little star.

A lone star twinkles in the dark night sky. Hermione's eye adjusted to the darkness, watching the star wink at her.

How I wonder what you are.

Her heart beat sped up as she fingered the cold metal of her wedding band. Her mind lingered on the weak form of her husband, lying in St. Mungo's.

Up above the world so high,

He had done it again. He went out and injured himself, pretty much killed himself, and she was here again, waiting.

"Mummy," her son toddled out the front door to the cottage her small family called home. Ginny stood in the doorway, as the small boy rushed to his mother, and wrapped his arms around her knees, his cheek resting against her thigh. "Mummy, what were you looking at?"

She ruffled his hair lightly before leaning down and lifting him into her arms. "The stars Remi, do you see that one there?" he nodded when she pointed to the big bright star she had been looking at. "That's the Dog Star, that's Daddy's star."

Like a diamond in the sky.

"Mummy," his voice was tired as he nuzzled against her neck. "Is Daddy coming home?"

Her breath hitched in her throat, "I don't know sweetheart. I hope so."

The star brightened suddenly, and then burned out.

Twinkle, twinkle little star.

She sighed gently against her son's hair, the black strands tickling her cheek.

"Oh, Sirius, I guess this is goodbye." She lowered her eyes and turned, Remi gripping her shoulders.

Ginny stood in the doorway, the telephone in her hand, a solemn look on her face, tears pooling in her eyes. The look said it all.

"I see, I'll tell her, yes, we'll get the body sometime tomorrow. Thank you for calling to tell us. Goodbye."

Hermione stopped and listened to the silence of the night around her.

How I wonder what you are.

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