Disclaimer - For the thousandth time...NO
A/N - Here is part one of an unconnected drabble series that sometime may get out of hand and be a bit longer. For now...we will start with 100 words. Enjoy! And REVIEW please. It really does make my day. (Side note...this was written in Oban, Scotland - it has nothing to do with the story but I thought it was a fun fact, as I just returned from the UK.)
Her breathing sounded odd in her ears. It warred with her heartbeat – both too loud, too labored. Blood soaked strands of hair lay cool against one cheek and she smiled. It doesn't hurt anymore.
Her eyelids fluttered; she tried to reach out to him but her arm wouldn't cooperate. Deep coughs shook her thin frame and the woman fell back, gasping.
The sound faded away and she was vaguely aware of warm fingers on her cheek.
"I love you, Sirius," she sighed, failing to draw another breath.
James Potter's hand fell to his side as he stared on in shock.