Beyond the Veil
Disclaimer: Not mine... it makes me sad, but it is true.
Waking Up
Sirius Black groaned with his eyes still shut, his head hurting from where it had hit the pavement. A large amount of pain was running through him causing small tremors in every part of his body. Taking a few deep breaths, he tried not to focus on the pain.
With each breath, the pain seemed to fade. Yes, it was gone; he felt nothing that he had previously been feeling. Finally he sat up and looked around.
Curses!
It seemed that he had missed the whole bloody battle! All around the floor, Death Eaters were lying and groaning in pain. Of course no one on his side was still there... they were not savage enough to leave every dying man to his own devices.
Then why was he still here? And very alone. As he looked around in the darkness, his mind began to speculate. Hadn't he been the cause of all this? Didn't Harry come here to look for him? To save him? And Remus too... Would Remus really leave his best friend lying on the floor to die?
He knew that they wouldn't leave him; there had to have been some mistake. They must not have seen him fall... yes! They didn't see him fall and his body must have been hidden by the curtain he fell behind.
Poor Moony! He must have been worried sick. That is not to say that Harry wouldn't be worried as well, but he had Hermione, and Ron, and Ginny, and Neville, and Luna... Who did Remus have? Just him...
He would just have to go and see Remus; tell him that he was fine and not to worry. He would speak to Harry in the morning.
Sirius picked himself up and began walking out of the room.
He thought of what Remus must be thinking now. After the disappearance of his last living friend.
Friendship was a powerful thing; it had been the thought of Remus that had gotten him through Azkaban. He had thought of James and Peter, and how he must avenge what was done. He had thought of little Harry and how he would one day return to him and show him his true self, and his loyalty to his father.
But mostly, he had thought of Remus. Remus would hear all about how he had betrayed Lilly and James. He would hear of how he murdered little Peter Pettigrew. He would hear of what a monster and a beast he was...but would he believe it?
Sirius had been most certain that Remus would not; not entirely anyway. And he had been right. Two years ago, Remus Lupin had welcomed him back with open arms.
How Sirius had missed those arms the twelve years he had been imprisoned. There was something about his dear Moony that gave him hope, that made waking up in the morning worth the trouble.
Sirius remembered back to his childhood days when Remus Lupin would sit on the edge of his bed shaking his shoulders trying to wake him up.
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"Come on Sirius! We are going to be late for Charms again!"
"I don't want to wake up Mommy, five more min..."
"Sirius! This is no time for sleeping! Wake up!"
Sirius, finding it hard to sleep with his friend carrying on so grabbed him around the waist and wrestled with him until they both fell on the floor.
Laughing and breathing hard both boys laid there enjoying their proximity. After lying there for a moment longer than he probably should have, Sirius stood up and stretched. When he looked down at his companion, he noted the slight pink coloring of his cheeks.
"What's up Moony?"
"Nothing," the boy had answered a little too quickly before standing. "I'm going to go down to the common room. Do dress quickly, McGonagall will massacre us if were late again!"
Sirius smiled at his friends back as he left, still enjoying the warm feeling that passed through him as he had laid on top of his friend that morning.
***
Sirius smiled at the memory of his friend in their youth, wondering however he managed to ignore the feelings he had for Remus.
Sure James was his best friend, and they were inseparable, but that was mostly because Sirius had always had an attraction to Moony that had always gotten in the way of a pure friendship.
He had told James in their seventh year. It wasn't too hard for James to figure out. Although Sirius had never acted attracted to Moony, he had also never acted attracted to the shrouds of girls that followed him insistently. Of course he had loved the attention, but he had loved attention in general.
James asked him about it one day, and he had fessed up telling James everything. He was never afraid that James would disown him- they were far too close for that- but he had been afraid to tell Remus. He knew that Remus would also never disown him, that wasn't his problem. It was that he was afraid Remus wouldn't feel the same way. And he knew that he would never be able to face it if he didn't.
Sirius was now walking up the path that lead to the gates of Hogwarts. It would not be long now.
Finding his way to Remus's room, he spoke the password and entered not really paying much attention out of his concern for Remus. Because as he suspected, Remus was laying on his bed crying.
It seemed that Remus was so busy crying, that he hadn't even noticed Sirius enter the room.
Silly old Moony, Sirius thought, and sat on the bed beside him.
Placing an arm on Remus's shoulder, Sirius found it strange that Remus had not reacted to his touch.
Minutes later Remus finally spoke.
"Why Sirius? Why did you have to die?"
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The first chapter is short next, but I promise that the next one will be oober long! I just finished planning my next three chapters of Stuck on You so depending on homework, they ought to be out soon! Yay! ^_^ what do u guys think of this one? It is set right after the battle in fifth year when Sirius falls behind the veil. Hope you like it! Let me know!!
Disclaimer: Not mine... it makes me sad, but it is true.
Waking Up
Sirius Black groaned with his eyes still shut, his head hurting from where it had hit the pavement. A large amount of pain was running through him causing small tremors in every part of his body. Taking a few deep breaths, he tried not to focus on the pain.
With each breath, the pain seemed to fade. Yes, it was gone; he felt nothing that he had previously been feeling. Finally he sat up and looked around.
Curses!
It seemed that he had missed the whole bloody battle! All around the floor, Death Eaters were lying and groaning in pain. Of course no one on his side was still there... they were not savage enough to leave every dying man to his own devices.
Then why was he still here? And very alone. As he looked around in the darkness, his mind began to speculate. Hadn't he been the cause of all this? Didn't Harry come here to look for him? To save him? And Remus too... Would Remus really leave his best friend lying on the floor to die?
He knew that they wouldn't leave him; there had to have been some mistake. They must not have seen him fall... yes! They didn't see him fall and his body must have been hidden by the curtain he fell behind.
Poor Moony! He must have been worried sick. That is not to say that Harry wouldn't be worried as well, but he had Hermione, and Ron, and Ginny, and Neville, and Luna... Who did Remus have? Just him...
He would just have to go and see Remus; tell him that he was fine and not to worry. He would speak to Harry in the morning.
Sirius picked himself up and began walking out of the room.
He thought of what Remus must be thinking now. After the disappearance of his last living friend.
Friendship was a powerful thing; it had been the thought of Remus that had gotten him through Azkaban. He had thought of James and Peter, and how he must avenge what was done. He had thought of little Harry and how he would one day return to him and show him his true self, and his loyalty to his father.
But mostly, he had thought of Remus. Remus would hear all about how he had betrayed Lilly and James. He would hear of how he murdered little Peter Pettigrew. He would hear of what a monster and a beast he was...but would he believe it?
Sirius had been most certain that Remus would not; not entirely anyway. And he had been right. Two years ago, Remus Lupin had welcomed him back with open arms.
How Sirius had missed those arms the twelve years he had been imprisoned. There was something about his dear Moony that gave him hope, that made waking up in the morning worth the trouble.
Sirius remembered back to his childhood days when Remus Lupin would sit on the edge of his bed shaking his shoulders trying to wake him up.
***
"Come on Sirius! We are going to be late for Charms again!"
"I don't want to wake up Mommy, five more min..."
"Sirius! This is no time for sleeping! Wake up!"
Sirius, finding it hard to sleep with his friend carrying on so grabbed him around the waist and wrestled with him until they both fell on the floor.
Laughing and breathing hard both boys laid there enjoying their proximity. After lying there for a moment longer than he probably should have, Sirius stood up and stretched. When he looked down at his companion, he noted the slight pink coloring of his cheeks.
"What's up Moony?"
"Nothing," the boy had answered a little too quickly before standing. "I'm going to go down to the common room. Do dress quickly, McGonagall will massacre us if were late again!"
Sirius smiled at his friends back as he left, still enjoying the warm feeling that passed through him as he had laid on top of his friend that morning.
***
Sirius smiled at the memory of his friend in their youth, wondering however he managed to ignore the feelings he had for Remus.
Sure James was his best friend, and they were inseparable, but that was mostly because Sirius had always had an attraction to Moony that had always gotten in the way of a pure friendship.
He had told James in their seventh year. It wasn't too hard for James to figure out. Although Sirius had never acted attracted to Moony, he had also never acted attracted to the shrouds of girls that followed him insistently. Of course he had loved the attention, but he had loved attention in general.
James asked him about it one day, and he had fessed up telling James everything. He was never afraid that James would disown him- they were far too close for that- but he had been afraid to tell Remus. He knew that Remus would also never disown him, that wasn't his problem. It was that he was afraid Remus wouldn't feel the same way. And he knew that he would never be able to face it if he didn't.
Sirius was now walking up the path that lead to the gates of Hogwarts. It would not be long now.
Finding his way to Remus's room, he spoke the password and entered not really paying much attention out of his concern for Remus. Because as he suspected, Remus was laying on his bed crying.
It seemed that Remus was so busy crying, that he hadn't even noticed Sirius enter the room.
Silly old Moony, Sirius thought, and sat on the bed beside him.
Placing an arm on Remus's shoulder, Sirius found it strange that Remus had not reacted to his touch.
Minutes later Remus finally spoke.
"Why Sirius? Why did you have to die?"
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The first chapter is short next, but I promise that the next one will be oober long! I just finished planning my next three chapters of Stuck on You so depending on homework, they ought to be out soon! Yay! ^_^ what do u guys think of this one? It is set right after the battle in fifth year when Sirius falls behind the veil. Hope you like it! Let me know!!