Dark clouds swirled above the buildings of London; angered shouts and painful screams rang through the air. Twenty-four year old Walburga Black stood with her husband, searching wildly for her lost son. Orion clutched their other son, Regulus, tightly, as he whimpered and hid his face from the multicolored lights streaking across the field. Panic was everywhere; muggles screaming, wizards duelling. Nobody knew exactly what was going on.
Suddenly, Walburga heard an all-too familiar shout, and her blood ran cold as she spotted the young wizard from which it had emanated. Her son. She raced forwards, wand out, cursing anyone who got in their way; wizard or muggle, attacker or defender. The world slowed to a standstill as Walburga saw a cloaked wizard point his wand at her eldest son. Sirius was sobbing, but his eyes found hers and lit up with a new hope.
"Mummy!" He cried, desperately reaching towards her. The cloaked wizard caught sight of her, and his lips twisted into a sadistic smirk. Walburga barely heard the words next spoken.
"Avada Kadavra!"Walburga could only scream in horror as the green light streaked toward the two year old. The curse made contact and Walburga finally broke free of her invisible bonds. She sent a nasty curse towards the man- the murderer who'd just attacked her child, and raced over and pulled Sirius's still body into her arms.
The panic and crowds were too much; Walburga quickly apparated away, finding herself in a familiar field behind their house. Orion would know where she'd gone. She rocked back and forth, clutching Sirius tightly to her body. She glanced down, taking in her son's pale features and letting out a choked sob when her eyes landed on his cloudy grey eyes, lifeless and dull.
"Sirius," she whispered. "Oh, my baby... my poor baby!"
A crack sounded through the field, and the sound of footsteps. Walburga risked a glance upwards to find Orion running to her, clutching little Regulus in his arms. Regulus stared at his older brother with a strange sort of wonder, as if trying to figure out why Sirius was staring at the sky and not squirming around like he always did.
"No," Orion dropped to his knees beside Walburga, letting Regulus out of his grasp. Regulus crawled over and innocently grabbed his brother's hand.
"Siwi?" He asked, staring at Walburga with wide, dark eyes. "Siwi pway?"
"No, baby, Siri can't play now," Walburga mumbled gently, trying to wipe the warm, salty tears from her cheeks, to no avail. "Oh, my poor, poor child..."
Walburga pulled Sirius closer, closing his eyes, and letting her tears fall into his dark hair.
"Please, bring him back," she whimpered. "Please, I'll do anything. Just bring my baby back to me. Please..."
Walburga felt a hand, strong but gentle, on her back. She didn't bother opening her own eyes; she knew it was Orion. All of a sudden, a light glow penetrated her eyelids, and slowly grew. Walburga felt Orion jerk away suddenly and gasp in surprise, and she let her eyes flutter open.
Sirius was glowing.
And floating away from her.
Walburga clutched Sirius tighter, but to no avail, as the boy had been yanked out of her grip as if by an external force. Walburga watched fearfully as her baby drifted away from her, glowing and rotating slowly in the warm, English summer air. Slowly, the glow migrated backwards and took an odd shape on the still boy's back. Wings. The light dissipated, and in its place were two brilliant white angel wings.
Walburga took in a sharp breath as Sirius's stormy grey eyes fluttered open to stare into hers. He looked around in confusion at first, all whilst floating downward. When his feet hit the ground, he stumbled, and his wings instinctively wrapped around his body to brace him from the fall. All four Blacks stared in wonder at the feathery appendages.
"Mummy?" Sirius asked tentatively. "Why've I got wings?"
A/N: Hello all! I'm not dead! Just feeling a bit ignored at the moment, but you know... So, I've started a new story that isn't as cliche as the one I just started! This one I will hopefully stick with. Sadly, my laptop has- er- died so I won't have quite as much time to work on my stories... I don't own Harry Potter, and I look forward to your feed back! :)