Hey people! This is only my second story ever written, so be nice.
I hope you like my idea, and even though I suck at updating you will find this enjoyable. If I take too long, send me pm and i'll try to post a new chapter asap!

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, J.K Rowling does.

Ok. *Nervous* Here we go!

I Should Have Known

a story by danzori

CHAPTER ONE

She should have known. Yes, she should have learnt that it never could have worked.
She sighed deeply and looked up at the dark sky above her, the same sky that they had silently admired together so many years ago. It hadn't changed a bit, even though everything else had. It was almost pitch black, and no clouds were obstructing the many twinkling stars which gleamed like diamonds in the darkness. The moon was nowhere to be found.

Once again, she sighed.
It was, in its absence, leaving the stars to fend for themselves, just like her. Her deep green eyes shone in the night, the stars reflecting through them and her cheeks were rosy from the cold night air.
Oh, how she hated being trapped like this, imprisoned in her own home. Dumbledore had told them it was for their own safety, that if they wanted to live, if they wanted Harry to survive, they had to hide themselves from the world. They had to disappear.
So, they had. And she was growing sick it. She was currently seated at her favourite spot in the small backyard, surrounded by the familiarity of home. It was the farthest away from the house that she was able to go, without being held back by one of the many spells Albus Dumbledore himself had placed upon their simple home.
It was the farthest she could get from her daily prison. And it was the farthest she could get from people she loved.

She had been out in the cold for almost twenty minutes now, but she hadn't moved an inch. Somehow, she enjoyed the feeling of freezing because it reminded her of how she had felt back then, so many years ago. With him. How his bare touch had sent shivers down her spine, how she'd gotten goose bumps just by looking into his grey, and oddly comforting, cold eyes.
People had thought of him as cocky and too self secure back then. And, she had to admit it, he had been, most of the time, but not on those late nights they had spent at the top of the astronomy tower talking. No, he had been someone else.

During those nights he'd seemed like a stranger. A stranger to the world, which was used to the usual cockiness of Sirius Black.
She had understood that this wasn't a stranger, but it was in fact the real Sirius Black. He'd shown her a part of himself no one had ever cared to discover and she - the plain, muggleborn Lily Evans - had been ardent to explore the mystery of the cold Sirius Black, who only ever cracked a smile when being up to mischief or accompanied by his best friend and companion James Potter. James Potter, who was now the father of her little boy.

Suddenly she could hear James calling out her name.
"Lily!" He was still in the house. Didn't bother to come out, did he?
"Lily!" he shouted again. "Look who's come to visit!"
Lily turned around, surprised. Did they have a visitor? She frowned.
But Dumbledore had said that no one, absolutely no one, could find them when under the Fidelius Charm.
She hurried down the path towards the house, eager to find out who it might be. She could hear James laugh and another, more muffled voice laugh as well. Who was that? It was certainly a man, his voice low and smooth like a tenor. That voice... it almost filled her with an empty feeling. A longing feeling. Still, she couldn't really set her finger on whom it might be.
As she rounded the corner to the kitchen and saw who it was, her face broke into a big smile. She couldn't help it, she never could.

It was Sirius. His face was exactly the same, the handsome face structure, the red lips. He was pale, the tan he usually wore, long gone. The only thing different was that he was much skinnier. His hair was shorter too, he must have cut it since she last saw him. His dark hair was messy and short, only making him even more handsome. When she had relished his whole face, she finally stopped at the eyes.
Those eyes. She would never forget them. There was something truly sad about his eyes. They contained so much happiness but at the same time just as much sorrow. Lily had always been fascinated by them. They were the only pair of eyes in the world that could fascinate her in such a way. There was always some kind of secret lurking in shadows, yet another mystery to solve. There was always something more to explore when looking into them and she never grew tired of it.

"Ahem, Lily?" James's voice brought her back to reality, back to her small kitchen in their little house in Godric's Hollow. James gave her an insecure look, standing awkwardly between her and Sirius.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I must be really tired." She smiled at Sirius. "Hello Sirius."
"Hey Lil. I hope you're well?" He grinned back at her, and she couldn't help that her heart seemed to beat faster.
"Yep. You too?"
"Yup."
Lily's eyes saddened when she suddenly realized something. They couldn't take the conversation further than that. Not in front of James. Not ever.

And yes, I know it's really short but I couldn't wait to post it, hehe!

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