Wow, I haven't posted a story in a while, but that doesn't mean that I haven't been writing! I have Microsoft Word back on my computer, thank goodness. However, school has started and my work load is pretty high already. But I will try my best to write these short ficlet's (I suppose they call them)
Story Title: If
Story Description: Sirius likes to think ahead to the future and plan out what will happen if he dies in the war. Remus does not like the topic. For my 100 writing prompts challenge. 82. If.
Hope you like it.
Oh and this silly thing:
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters because Jo Rowling made them up!
"If I die soon…" Sirius started the tough subject between the two. Remus sighed and rolled out of his lover's grasp. "Remus, I'm sincere." The fact that he did not say "serious" was a step. Remus stopped himself from saying, "That won't happen," and instead changed to,
"I don't want to talk about this."
"If I die soon…" It was a different Sirius that started this conversation; a hollow, older shell of the 20-year-old who had first asked the question. Remus looked up into the empty grey shadows of the eyes that had captured his attention in their teenage years. He tugged on a strand of his own graying hair, which was in need of a haircut, and didn't answer; because he knew that Sirius was right; one of them would die during this war, they had already lost two of their number.
"SIRIUS! SIRIUS! We can still reach him. He's only just gone through!" As Remus held Harry back from going near the dark cloth that his childhood boyfriend and adult lover had just fallen through, and he realized that he was holding himself back as well.
If….
If….
I die….
If I die….
Remus it could happen…..
If….
If I die soon…
If….
If….
If...
He had never listened to what would happen if he did die. And now it was too late.