NEVER TRULY GONE

MY AUTHOR NOTE (because i can!) :

'Lo all! and welcome to Never Truly Gone, my love child with Sirius Black.
Sirius: I'd have to love you for it to be a love child. Which I don't and it isn't.
Jak: ignores And now! The disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, his world, or his sexy arse. I own cheese. Er, no, I don't even own that.

The last thing Sirius Black remembered was fighting with that bitch relative of his, Bellatrix. Then, only blackness. As he struggled to regain conciousness, he noticed something odd.

He was not, in fact, in the Department of Mysteries, but a pleasantly green forrest. Now fully awake, the man sat up and further took in his surroundings.

Weaving in and out the the trees were brilliantly robed people. Figures adorned with cloth that nearly blinded him, just milling about, staring at the foliage. Two of those wandering nomads found their way to where he sat.

Sirius's jaw dropped, his eyes hardly believeing what he was seeing. Before him stood Lily and James Potter, robed in light blues. They smiled at his shock, James lending his old friend a hand.

"Lil, James...I...you're alive!"

Lily's eyes grew sad.

"No, dear, we haven't returned to life."

"Then I must be...no. I can't be! Harry, he needs me!"

James put his arm around the gaping male's shoulders.

"I know, Padfoot, believe me, I do. I threw a fit when I was told. You'll come to accept it. We have."

"But...It can't be true. I am not dead!"

"I'm afraid you are, love." came an oddly strnage, yet comforting voice. Behind Lily and James stood a woman so radiant, spots began to dance in his vision. Her chestnut hair flowed neatly over her white-clad shoulders, her equally dark eyes glowing with warmth. She smiled at him as she drew nearer to the trio.

"Hello Sirius, my darling. Welcome home. Lily, James," she said, nodding to the mentioned parties.

"Zarokniel," came Lily's reply.

"Who are you?" demanded Sirius, "Why am I here? And what is with the pink?" He motioned to his bright magenta robes. Zarokniel giggled.

"I couldn't resist. I've always wanted to see you in a pink dress, but that pesky free will got in the way."

"What?"

"I am what some call God. No, I am not a man, but really, could a man make something this cool?" she gestured to the forrest, "My name is Zarokniel, but you can call me whatever you please. Everyone will know who you speak of. I am everything and everyone. I change my appearence, but don't worry, you will know me. I am the only wearer of white," she stated.

Sirius merely stared at the creature in front of him. Thoughts whipped through his mind at breakneck speed. "Prove it. How do I know this isn't some trick by Voldemort?" he said.

Zarokniel sighed. With a wave of her hand the forrest wavered and became an ocean. No others remained, only God and Sirius, who plunged beneath the waves. He fought the water for a moment, forcing his head to break the surface. Standing on the crest of a wave was the smirking diety.

"Believe me now?"

Shivering, the man nodded his head. With a snap of the fingers, they were back in the forrest, Zarokniel still gloating, and a very wet Sirius pouting.

James laughed. "She threw you into the ocean! HA!"

"Play nice! Remember what she did to you?" Lily chided. James grew pale. "Thats what I thought."

Zarokniel led Black away from the others until they were alone. She sat on the grass and patted the ground next to her. Sirius took this as an invitation and plopped beside her.

She sighed "We need to talk."

"Can I have different clothes then? I feel a bit silly talking to God dressed like this"

"Of course." A wave of her hand and he was dressed in dark green robes. "Better?"

"Much. Now, you were saying...?"

"Yes, of course. This may come as a shock, but you were not meant to die. At least, not then. Oh Bellatrix was going to kill you. That was to be Fate. She's a bitch, you know that? Can't have her over for dinner..." she trailed off, while Sirius gave her a You-Digress-Look.

"Anywho...where was I?"

"Bella killing me?"

"Oh yeah! Well, you were to be a hero and drag her down with you. Fayte, with a 'y', was...sidetracked. She let Voldemort give Harry that vision thing he had. They're connected like that you know. She was...preoccupied with watching Orlando Bloom in the shower. She should be on her hands and knees thanking me that I made that sexy son of a Brit!"

Sirius chuckled "You know, I always thought you hated me, that you were..a jerk. You're not, but I can't help but wonder..."

"Why your childhood sucked ass? Yeah, I'm sorry. Frickin' free will. And besides, look how you turned out, you sexy beast."

The girl sighed and look up at the trees. Sunlight filtered throught the leaves, casting green shadows accross her flawless skin. Without realizing it, Sirius reached out and touched her velvet cheek. Once it hit it, he pulled back looking ashamed.

"It's okay. Everyone else is to...afraid to touch me at all. Like I'm too...inhuman."

"You're not, I take it."

"I am as human as you are, at least where emotions go. Sure, I have unlimited power, but..." she sighed, "No one to share it with. No other being could handle it. Maybe that Hermione girl. I like her. I'd say I did a damn good job on that one."

"I'm inclined to agree with you."

Silence covered the clearing, each being lost in their own thoughts. Zarokniel seemed to be struggling with something big, so Sirius repressed the urge to say someting. After a moment, the diety looked back to the mortal.

"Sirius, would you like to go back?"

"What?" he asked. A look of bewilderment crossed his handsome face.

"I could send you back. You'd be a spirit, unless you take on your animagus form. Then, and only then, you would be flesh." She turned to him, tears in her eyes.

"You weren't meant to die. It won't be true life. But it will not be death."

Sirius' gaze fell to the grass between his feet. He could watch over Harry, and the others. But he would be leaving paradise and God herself. He would be leaving Lily and James, a chance for true happiness. A voice brought him out of his thoughts.

"I could...go with you. In the semblance of a mortal. Only I would see you and I could...be a spirit with you also. It'd give me a break."

"You wouldn't have to be alone. That's what you want, right? We'll be together."

Zarokniel smiled. "Yes."

"Then let's do it! Think of the things I could do to Snivellus!"

Laughter erupted in the forrest.

WOOT! I think thats the best I've ever written. Teehee. but yeah, thoughts?

AN: Bwahaha. I win. I am so...proud that I have posted something! KUDOS FOR JAK!

Anyone who is wondering why 'God' is so...odd (I rhymed!) it's because Zarokniel is (drum-roll please) ME! Told you I win.

REVIEW PLEASE! I wanna hear your thought 'cause this is about as far as I've gotten in my planning. grins