THE SECRET DOORS

By: Pirika Black

CHAPTER ONE

THE APPERENCE OF DAFNE DRUSSELL

Sirius Black checked the calendar again. It was it. Again, it was the worst day ever, or at least, one of the two worst days of the year. The first one was this, and the second, surely was Halloween.

The Bloody Days, he usually called them. The days when his most loved ones had died. The days that ached him, that painfully filled his chest and made him down and blue. And obviously, this was even worst that Halloween.

Fourteen years ago, he thought. Fourteen years since Nina Rogers and Primo Shodleirade had died in Scotland. Again, he felt guilty for that. If he just hadn't been such a jerk, they would be alive. But you didn't do it on purpose said a Nina-like voice from inside his head you just wanted to protect us

Protect them? What a punk! He was, as always, an idiotic kid with the mean of being a hero an not half the guts needed for that job. Not like James, he reminded himself.

Nina Rogers, his faience, the only woman he cold love in the world, and Primo, the worst brother-of-the-bride ever born. He had to admit he wasn't sorry for the lose of Primo, they hated each other, but Nina, it seemed to wound every second without her.

Without her coffee-coloured eyes and gentle smile. Without that shoulder-length strait heavy brown hair. Without her cheers and expressions, or even her loud and singular laugh, that made everyone fancy her. A true brave fighter in life, marked forever with her past. When she was a baby, his parents abandoned her in the door of the Rogers, who raised her as if she was their own child.

Sirius remembered James' face at her funeral. He seemed to be bleeding itself while the corpse of his most beloved childhood-friend was inert inside a white coffin. The death of Nina nearly killed him too. Though, Sirius thought, James did not have to wait a lot to meet Nina. Voldemolt killed him two months later.

All of them had died by the hand of he-who-must-be-not-named. And sound kind of creepy, but you-know-who didn't care a damn to kill his children. After Nina and Primo refused to help him in his plans, he didn't care to destroy his own blood, "for greater matters"

If he just hadn't been such a troll, such an idiot. But he wanted to protect Nina. He knew The dark Lord was after her and Primo. She didn't wanted to go, she didn't wanted to leave him, but when Sirius and Primo agreed that it was the better for all, they just got Nina moving with a couple of stunning charms and sleeping pills.

They ran away to Scotland, where they could hide a while. And they did. But after a few months, Sirius didn't remember either four or five, someone's found them.

That was just fourteen years ago. And still he had this funny feeling that made him sense that something hasn't turn just fine.

Of course it happened, Nina was dead, but there was more. Primo and Nina didn't went alone abroad. Kaleida Liripipe, Primo's recent wife and Nina's best girl friend had gone with them. But strangely, she wasn't there when Voldy appeared.

The first thing he thought was that Kaleida was a traitor, but of course, that theory crushed down immediately. Everyone knew that Kaleida Liripipe was more likely to cut her veins that to work for Voldemort. The second theory was that she escaped like a coward, which was as unlikely as the first one. Unfortunately, there wasn't a third theory, which left Sirius in the difficult matter of believing in one of this improbable options.

Something cut his thoughts. The door of the kitchen opened and Remus Lupin entered the room pail, looking strait to is friend. He didn't know how to say it, but he must, because they've to move quickly.

"He found her" He said without a shade of the usual touch he had "Dafne Drussell has been founded"

Sirius opened his mouth in a large "O"; Remus must be joking. ¿Dafne? ¿After all of these years? ¡Impossible!

Dafne Drussell had been Peter Pettigrew's only girlfriend, but surely a good option. Sirius remembered her as the most attractive girl of the year. Pettigrew and her were just going to marry a week after the Potter's death, but after the "death of Pettigrew" Dafne vanished to he air, as Kaleida had done. But she, Sirius didn't had a doubt, had surely ran away filled with fear. It was a surprise to many she was a "brave Gryffindor". His socks were braver that Dafne, that was for sure.

"Are you joking?" asked Sirius to his werewolf friend

"Of course not!" told the man with an anger look "what kind of jerk do you think I am?"

"A hairy one, indeed" Sirius answered with a smile "Let's move, where's she?"

"Mad-eye barely recognize her" said Lupin as they walk to the door "He told me she's at Diagon Alley, we must go now!"

By the time he told this, Sirius was transformed in a big, hairy, black dog with kind eyes that touch his robes with unusual nature. Remus smiled at him, he knew the reason of the rush. This was the "true" first mission Sirius was involved, he wouldn't ruin it.

A second later, they landed at the Leaky Cauldron, and almost ran to the wall that opened to the alley. It was full of people and papers. Some of them had the face of Dumbledore under the title "Dumbledore: an old the way liar?". Others, he saw as he walked through people, had his own face, under the order of chase The Ministry put to found him. He watched every person that passed through him, wondering where Dafne was. But the search didn't last much more. He froze as he noticed a black-haired woman reading an article with Harry's face. how she dear..? a voice inside his head asked.

"Go" said Lupin to Sirius "You know what to do"

Sirius glanced at him. He didn't, but he needn't either. It was kind of obvious. He walked through he people going near her table outside a café. He didn't wanted her to notice him until he was right beside her. Thought, she wouldn't escape. She couldn't.

It took two seconds to get there, just to her left and start an almost animal moan. Dafne Drussell, as beautiful as ever, with her hair unrecognizable dyed, rose her head and took a look at him. Years of experience told her who was standing beside her. But she did not look surprised.

"I was waiting for you Padfoot" said her musical voice "Where shall we talk safely?"