A/N: This is a prologue of sorts to JayLynn's "Have I Ever Told You." so if
you haven't read it you will wanna! I was looking at her reviews (I love
look looking at her reviews.I cry and say "THAT'S MY SISSY! GO JAY GO JAY!"
Anyways.) and I saw a review from Night Walker and a little part of it said
"that's so romantic hey if Sirua (Sirius!) is still hiding how did he find
cat" and I was all.Hmmmm how DID Sirius find me? So I've decided to come
out and tell ya'll exactly how I met muh honey. *sighs* Dayum he's hot.
Anyways lmao Here ya go, read away!
A Meeting to Remember
"I don't WANNA go to work today." Cat Bailey slumped down into the chair of her kitchen table, and whined to herself. She poked at her pancakes, her eyes drooping. I deserve it, she told herself mentally. I DID stay up till about two in the morning. She had just gotten a muggle computer, and she loved the thing to death. It could be because she was obsessed with everything muggle, or the fact that the Internet was addicting. She hadn't decided which yet.
She had just gotten up to put her dishes in the sink when she heard a rather loud THUNK from outside her back door. Her eyebrows knotted and she left her plate and glass forgotten on the kitchen counter and walked over to her backdoor, opening it slowly. She was greeted with the sight of a man, who looked about half a pound away from emancipated with a mass of tangled dark hair, passed out about a foot or so away from her back stoop.
She also knew this man was Sirius Black, the in famed death eater and betrayer of Lily and James Potter. But something was nagging at the very back of her mind. And even though she knew she should be owling the Ministry at this very moment, more then likely in hysterics because a killer was passed out in her yard getting pecked by chickens, but she wasn't. She was rushing towards him and checking him over.
It was really no wonder the man was passed out. His robes were ripped and torn, hardly anything on him at all really, the last time he ate was probably a month or so ago, and he was running a fever. She stood quickly, her hand on clasping her wand quickly and muttering a quick spell, which send Sirius up on strings so she could float him into her house.
And that something was in the back of her mind nagging her brain, telling her something wasn't right. And her gut was telling her to help this man, that he needed it. That she needed to help him right the wrongs that had been done to him.but what wrongs had he faced? None. He was KILLER.
Or so the Ministry said.
When she had him up in a spare bedroom, stretched out like a broken and battered rag doll, she knew what was niggling the back of her mind.
Her brother had been a Death Eater.It was true, no one had thought that sweet, bright, Alex Bailey would be in with the Dark Lord. He was the youngest of Cat's six older brothers, and he was the smallest and wasn't as handsome, or bright, or good as they were. But they all loved him, and Cat absolutely adored the ground he had walked on. So when she had went to see him and had found out, she was devastated.But she knew that he had some sort of mark on his upper arm, the Dark Mark emblazoned. And it had blazed black as night when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had called them.but it was always visible as Cat soon learned. She had also found out, as Alex had told her before he tried to kill her, that every Death Eater had this mark and it was always visible.though it burned brightest when the Dark Lord wanted them.
Sirius Black had no such mark on his upper arm, either of them, at all.
A Meeting to Remember
"I don't WANNA go to work today." Cat Bailey slumped down into the chair of her kitchen table, and whined to herself. She poked at her pancakes, her eyes drooping. I deserve it, she told herself mentally. I DID stay up till about two in the morning. She had just gotten a muggle computer, and she loved the thing to death. It could be because she was obsessed with everything muggle, or the fact that the Internet was addicting. She hadn't decided which yet.
She had just gotten up to put her dishes in the sink when she heard a rather loud THUNK from outside her back door. Her eyebrows knotted and she left her plate and glass forgotten on the kitchen counter and walked over to her backdoor, opening it slowly. She was greeted with the sight of a man, who looked about half a pound away from emancipated with a mass of tangled dark hair, passed out about a foot or so away from her back stoop.
She also knew this man was Sirius Black, the in famed death eater and betrayer of Lily and James Potter. But something was nagging at the very back of her mind. And even though she knew she should be owling the Ministry at this very moment, more then likely in hysterics because a killer was passed out in her yard getting pecked by chickens, but she wasn't. She was rushing towards him and checking him over.
It was really no wonder the man was passed out. His robes were ripped and torn, hardly anything on him at all really, the last time he ate was probably a month or so ago, and he was running a fever. She stood quickly, her hand on clasping her wand quickly and muttering a quick spell, which send Sirius up on strings so she could float him into her house.
And that something was in the back of her mind nagging her brain, telling her something wasn't right. And her gut was telling her to help this man, that he needed it. That she needed to help him right the wrongs that had been done to him.but what wrongs had he faced? None. He was KILLER.
Or so the Ministry said.
When she had him up in a spare bedroom, stretched out like a broken and battered rag doll, she knew what was niggling the back of her mind.
Her brother had been a Death Eater.It was true, no one had thought that sweet, bright, Alex Bailey would be in with the Dark Lord. He was the youngest of Cat's six older brothers, and he was the smallest and wasn't as handsome, or bright, or good as they were. But they all loved him, and Cat absolutely adored the ground he had walked on. So when she had went to see him and had found out, she was devastated.But she knew that he had some sort of mark on his upper arm, the Dark Mark emblazoned. And it had blazed black as night when He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named had called them.but it was always visible as Cat soon learned. She had also found out, as Alex had told her before he tried to kill her, that every Death Eater had this mark and it was always visible.though it burned brightest when the Dark Lord wanted them.
Sirius Black had no such mark on his upper arm, either of them, at all.