Chapter 1: DREAMS AND NIGHTMARES
***Disclaimer***: Everything in the Harry Potter universe belongs to J.K. Rowling and her publishers. No profit is being made except for the stimulation of my imagination.
A/N: This is my first fan fiction. This dream of Harry's is a flashback of the events surrounding Sirius' death. All descriptions are my own even though I used the chapter "Beyond the Veil" in the Order of the Phoenix as a guide. I added dialogue and used some character's quotes from that book chapter strictly for accuracy. Don't forget to read and review. Enjoy!
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Flashes of red, green, and other different colors were jetting everywhere; products of furious wand waving and different hexes being uttered by both wizards and witches. Somewhere near the action, a young witch with purple hair tumbled down the cold stone steps nearby trying to break the fall with her arms, grimacing before hitting each step until she finally hit the floor. Her face was hidden from view before turning over moaning because of the pain. It was Nymphadora Tonks. At first glance the fall was probably due to her clumsiness but a shriek of triumph from atop the stairs indicated that this was not so.
The shrieking witch had jet-black hair with a face that was marred from years of hatred after being quite beautiful in her youth. She sounded eerily evil and after she got the best of the young auror Tonks, she ran to fight another member of the Order of the Phoenix. A voice came near, almost yelling with a sense of urgency.
"Harry, take the prophecy, grab Neville, and run!"
The voice coming from Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, tailed off as he was running. The handsome man with long shiny black hair had practically no vestiges of his youth for his face was contorted with years of imprisonment in Azkaban, the wizard prison, and after escaping, running away as a fugitive from the Ministry of Magic. Now his face was haggard and showing concern as he and other members of the Order were fighting Death Eaters, trying to save Harry and his friends in the Department of Mysteries. In the distance Kingsley Shacklebolt was battling Augustus Rookwood and Remus Lupin was nearby. Sirius saw the shrieking witch and rushed to meet her.
"Bellatrix," yelled Sirius.
"So my animagus cousin wants to play. Didn't our dear mother teach you any manners?"
"Like what?" retorted Sirius, nearly ducking from a flash of red just over his head.
"You shouldn't be fighting with a lady," said Bellatrix, who immediately tried to disarm Sirius. "Expelliarmus."
"I see no lady," Sirius said defiantly and ducking while Bellatrix broke into a long cruel laugh. Unfazed Sirius continued, "The only thing I see is a Death Eater and --- "
"I see a cousin who is a disgrace to purebloods mixing with mudbloods and half bloods. No wonder our family hates you and disowned you," Bellatrix interrupted with malice in her voice.
"Should I be offended?" asked Sirius. "Offended that me and my friends here don't care where a witch or wizard comes from."
"You should be --- "
Sirius was getting angry, "NO YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED TO BE A WITCH," he shouted before settling down. "You and your filth."
Bellatrix merely laughed and was still laughing when she spoke, "You should talk. I heard you murdered thirteen muggles with one curse."
"You shouldn't believe everything you hear," countered Sirius.
"Even so you are still hunted today by a witless, ignorant Ministry, compliments of years of infiltration," sneered Bellatrix while trying to suppress another laugh. "I bet you still want to murder poor ole' Peter Pettigrew."
"How is Peter these days?" Sirius laughed. "Still a rat?"
"He's better off than you're going to be."
"We'll see about that."
"Don't be so confident," warned Bellatrix. "You and your friends at Hogwarts were always gallivanting like all of you owned the place. So cocky when there was nothing special about you and the others."
"Is it my fault that I had friends while the company you ended up keeping was and still is, shall I say, more shadier?"
"Even so, like James Potter you will come to your end," said Bellatrix through gritted teeth before going into a mocking voice. "How does it feel that every witch and wizard fear you? To them you will always be a criminal and will go down in history as a Death Eater, sentenced to Azkaban who merely escaped to kill again."
Sirius didn't respond to Bellatrix's taunts and had to nearly move away from a series of hexes thrown at him from her wand. Suddenly she settled into a child-like voice.
"Awww, the last son of Black cares for the filth that fear you, that loathe you. To them you will always be the servant of the Dark Lord." Bellatrix laughed mockingly while Sirius frowned when he heard this. Anger was surging through him but while his first intuition was to respond with anger by using an impediment curse, he merely laughed.
"Bellatrix, you know I actually pity your sorry existence," joked Sirius. "You always were jealous that I was more gifted at being a wizard than you being a witch."
"No way," shouted Bellatrix. With that she started hurling hexes and jinxes at Sirius while he was blocking them effectively. The two were obviously unconcerned with their surroundings and whatever else was happening around them including the various battles that ensued. Lucius Malfoy was still trying to get the prophecy orb from Harry and was aiming his wand at both Harry and Neville. Suddenly Lupin jumped between the two students and Malfoy.
"Harry, round up the others and GO!" commanded Lupin.
Harry was struggling to help Neville and through the commotion Neville accidentally dropped the prophecy and kicked it ten feet to its eventual doom. While all this was happening, a new person had arrived suddenly in their midst. After apologizing profusely to Harry, Neville saw the new arrival and quickly tried to alert Harry to him.
"Dubbledore!" mumbled Neville, apparently seeing him over Harry's shoulder. Some of Neville's sweat rubbed off on Harry's robes but Harry didn't notice.
"What?"
"DUBBLEDORE," shouted Neville to Harry, who didn't hear him the first time. Albus Dumbledore had his wand ready but his face astounded Harry. Dumbledore had a look of great wrath and anger towards the Death Eater intruders, who were attacking Hogwarts students. Harry was ecstatic and felt confident that that they were finally saved. Harry had witnessed Dumbledore's prowess before at fighting and he saw as the Hogwart's headmaster sped down the steps. There was yelling and while Death Eaters knew he was there, one of them tried to run for it unsuccessfully. Dumbledore's spell pulled the Death Eater back easily and effortlessly as if Dumbledore had caught a gigantic trout in a lake but with an invisible hook.
Harry turned his attention to Sirius and Bellatrix. A jet of red light was heading toward Sirius, which he quickly ducked as fast as he could.
"Pathetic," laughed Sirius, apparently in a state of uncontrollable laughter at Bellatrix. Sirius voice was at a point of yelling and it echoed throughout the cavernous room.
"Come on, you can do better than that!" yelled Sirius.
However the second jet of light found its target and Sirius on the chest. While the laughter was not gone from his face, suddenly his eyes grew wider in shock.
Harry released Neville without him being aware he was doing so. Pulling out his wand quickly and jumping down the steps, Harry saw that Sirius was falling, although it took him a long time to do so. Dumbledore looked sadly at the same turn of events. He already knew what was going to happen. Sirius was falling through the ancient doorway and into the Veil itself. Harry saw the same look of fear and shock that his godfather had before but soon Sirius was gone. Bellatrix shouted a triumphant scream but Harry thought that Sirius would reappear through the other side. But he didn't.
"SIRIUS!" Harry yelled, "SIRIUS!"
Harry finally reached the bottom of the stairs to the floor and was going to attempt to pull Sirius from behind the Veil. Expectation, hope, and a little of insanity override all thoughts of reason in Harry's case and as he attempted to run toward the dais, someone grabbed him. Lupin spoke in a nervous, quivering voice as though out of breath.
"There's nothing you can do, Harry ---"
"Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!"
"It's too late, Harry ---"
"We can still reach him ---"
Lupin had a strong grip around Harry's body that Harry couldn't get out of despite struggling hard and viciously.
"There's nothing you can do, Harry...nothing....He's gone."
Harry was now full of anger. "He hasn't gone!" he yelled. "Let go of me."
Harry would not believe that Sirius was dead and as he continued to fight out of Lupin's fierce grip, Harry continued to think that Sirius was playing a game, hiding from them, but would come out soon. Hadn't he heard voices behind the Veil before.
"SIRIUS!" he bellowed, "SIRIUS!"
"He can't come back, Harry," said Lupin, still struggling with Harry and each word he spoke breaking up as he continued to contain his former student. "He can't come back, because he's d ---"
"HE --- IS --- NOT --- DEAD!" roared Harry in uncontrollable anger. "SIRIUS!"
"SIRIUS!"
Haunting laughter echoed thereafter, growing louder and louder until haunting screaming followed. Harry found himself falling through the Veil.
"SIRIUS!"
***Disclaimer***: Everything in the Harry Potter universe belongs to J.K. Rowling and her publishers. No profit is being made except for the stimulation of my imagination.
A/N: This is my first fan fiction. This dream of Harry's is a flashback of the events surrounding Sirius' death. All descriptions are my own even though I used the chapter "Beyond the Veil" in the Order of the Phoenix as a guide. I added dialogue and used some character's quotes from that book chapter strictly for accuracy. Don't forget to read and review. Enjoy!
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Flashes of red, green, and other different colors were jetting everywhere; products of furious wand waving and different hexes being uttered by both wizards and witches. Somewhere near the action, a young witch with purple hair tumbled down the cold stone steps nearby trying to break the fall with her arms, grimacing before hitting each step until she finally hit the floor. Her face was hidden from view before turning over moaning because of the pain. It was Nymphadora Tonks. At first glance the fall was probably due to her clumsiness but a shriek of triumph from atop the stairs indicated that this was not so.
The shrieking witch had jet-black hair with a face that was marred from years of hatred after being quite beautiful in her youth. She sounded eerily evil and after she got the best of the young auror Tonks, she ran to fight another member of the Order of the Phoenix. A voice came near, almost yelling with a sense of urgency.
"Harry, take the prophecy, grab Neville, and run!"
The voice coming from Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, tailed off as he was running. The handsome man with long shiny black hair had practically no vestiges of his youth for his face was contorted with years of imprisonment in Azkaban, the wizard prison, and after escaping, running away as a fugitive from the Ministry of Magic. Now his face was haggard and showing concern as he and other members of the Order were fighting Death Eaters, trying to save Harry and his friends in the Department of Mysteries. In the distance Kingsley Shacklebolt was battling Augustus Rookwood and Remus Lupin was nearby. Sirius saw the shrieking witch and rushed to meet her.
"Bellatrix," yelled Sirius.
"So my animagus cousin wants to play. Didn't our dear mother teach you any manners?"
"Like what?" retorted Sirius, nearly ducking from a flash of red just over his head.
"You shouldn't be fighting with a lady," said Bellatrix, who immediately tried to disarm Sirius. "Expelliarmus."
"I see no lady," Sirius said defiantly and ducking while Bellatrix broke into a long cruel laugh. Unfazed Sirius continued, "The only thing I see is a Death Eater and --- "
"I see a cousin who is a disgrace to purebloods mixing with mudbloods and half bloods. No wonder our family hates you and disowned you," Bellatrix interrupted with malice in her voice.
"Should I be offended?" asked Sirius. "Offended that me and my friends here don't care where a witch or wizard comes from."
"You should be --- "
Sirius was getting angry, "NO YOU SHOULD BE ASHAMED TO BE A WITCH," he shouted before settling down. "You and your filth."
Bellatrix merely laughed and was still laughing when she spoke, "You should talk. I heard you murdered thirteen muggles with one curse."
"You shouldn't believe everything you hear," countered Sirius.
"Even so you are still hunted today by a witless, ignorant Ministry, compliments of years of infiltration," sneered Bellatrix while trying to suppress another laugh. "I bet you still want to murder poor ole' Peter Pettigrew."
"How is Peter these days?" Sirius laughed. "Still a rat?"
"He's better off than you're going to be."
"We'll see about that."
"Don't be so confident," warned Bellatrix. "You and your friends at Hogwarts were always gallivanting like all of you owned the place. So cocky when there was nothing special about you and the others."
"Is it my fault that I had friends while the company you ended up keeping was and still is, shall I say, more shadier?"
"Even so, like James Potter you will come to your end," said Bellatrix through gritted teeth before going into a mocking voice. "How does it feel that every witch and wizard fear you? To them you will always be a criminal and will go down in history as a Death Eater, sentenced to Azkaban who merely escaped to kill again."
Sirius didn't respond to Bellatrix's taunts and had to nearly move away from a series of hexes thrown at him from her wand. Suddenly she settled into a child-like voice.
"Awww, the last son of Black cares for the filth that fear you, that loathe you. To them you will always be the servant of the Dark Lord." Bellatrix laughed mockingly while Sirius frowned when he heard this. Anger was surging through him but while his first intuition was to respond with anger by using an impediment curse, he merely laughed.
"Bellatrix, you know I actually pity your sorry existence," joked Sirius. "You always were jealous that I was more gifted at being a wizard than you being a witch."
"No way," shouted Bellatrix. With that she started hurling hexes and jinxes at Sirius while he was blocking them effectively. The two were obviously unconcerned with their surroundings and whatever else was happening around them including the various battles that ensued. Lucius Malfoy was still trying to get the prophecy orb from Harry and was aiming his wand at both Harry and Neville. Suddenly Lupin jumped between the two students and Malfoy.
"Harry, round up the others and GO!" commanded Lupin.
Harry was struggling to help Neville and through the commotion Neville accidentally dropped the prophecy and kicked it ten feet to its eventual doom. While all this was happening, a new person had arrived suddenly in their midst. After apologizing profusely to Harry, Neville saw the new arrival and quickly tried to alert Harry to him.
"Dubbledore!" mumbled Neville, apparently seeing him over Harry's shoulder. Some of Neville's sweat rubbed off on Harry's robes but Harry didn't notice.
"What?"
"DUBBLEDORE," shouted Neville to Harry, who didn't hear him the first time. Albus Dumbledore had his wand ready but his face astounded Harry. Dumbledore had a look of great wrath and anger towards the Death Eater intruders, who were attacking Hogwarts students. Harry was ecstatic and felt confident that that they were finally saved. Harry had witnessed Dumbledore's prowess before at fighting and he saw as the Hogwart's headmaster sped down the steps. There was yelling and while Death Eaters knew he was there, one of them tried to run for it unsuccessfully. Dumbledore's spell pulled the Death Eater back easily and effortlessly as if Dumbledore had caught a gigantic trout in a lake but with an invisible hook.
Harry turned his attention to Sirius and Bellatrix. A jet of red light was heading toward Sirius, which he quickly ducked as fast as he could.
"Pathetic," laughed Sirius, apparently in a state of uncontrollable laughter at Bellatrix. Sirius voice was at a point of yelling and it echoed throughout the cavernous room.
"Come on, you can do better than that!" yelled Sirius.
However the second jet of light found its target and Sirius on the chest. While the laughter was not gone from his face, suddenly his eyes grew wider in shock.
Harry released Neville without him being aware he was doing so. Pulling out his wand quickly and jumping down the steps, Harry saw that Sirius was falling, although it took him a long time to do so. Dumbledore looked sadly at the same turn of events. He already knew what was going to happen. Sirius was falling through the ancient doorway and into the Veil itself. Harry saw the same look of fear and shock that his godfather had before but soon Sirius was gone. Bellatrix shouted a triumphant scream but Harry thought that Sirius would reappear through the other side. But he didn't.
"SIRIUS!" Harry yelled, "SIRIUS!"
Harry finally reached the bottom of the stairs to the floor and was going to attempt to pull Sirius from behind the Veil. Expectation, hope, and a little of insanity override all thoughts of reason in Harry's case and as he attempted to run toward the dais, someone grabbed him. Lupin spoke in a nervous, quivering voice as though out of breath.
"There's nothing you can do, Harry ---"
"Get him, save him, he's only just gone through!"
"It's too late, Harry ---"
"We can still reach him ---"
Lupin had a strong grip around Harry's body that Harry couldn't get out of despite struggling hard and viciously.
"There's nothing you can do, Harry...nothing....He's gone."
Harry was now full of anger. "He hasn't gone!" he yelled. "Let go of me."
Harry would not believe that Sirius was dead and as he continued to fight out of Lupin's fierce grip, Harry continued to think that Sirius was playing a game, hiding from them, but would come out soon. Hadn't he heard voices behind the Veil before.
"SIRIUS!" he bellowed, "SIRIUS!"
"He can't come back, Harry," said Lupin, still struggling with Harry and each word he spoke breaking up as he continued to contain his former student. "He can't come back, because he's d ---"
"HE --- IS --- NOT --- DEAD!" roared Harry in uncontrollable anger. "SIRIUS!"
"SIRIUS!"
Haunting laughter echoed thereafter, growing louder and louder until haunting screaming followed. Harry found himself falling through the Veil.
"SIRIUS!"