A/N: Hello all ! :D I hope you are having a great festive season. I've Finally got the second and final part on. Dimfish, I hope you like it. :)
A VERY IMPORTANT NOTE: This will not be Black Frost's ending come-what-may. I love Blake too much to kill him off, just like that. I could consider pairing him up with myself. hmm... . So this is the two-shot ending here. I also had an alternative, much badder ending in mind which I will put up, but after Christmas. Why spoil the happy mood? :D
Anyway, Wish you all A Very Merry Christmas and hope Santa fills all your socks with Candy Canes ! :D
Enjoy!
Disclaimer: All character under copyright with JK Rowling aren't mine. The rest, You dare steal the rest ! They are all mine !
"Lestrange. Who else could it be but you?" Snarled Sirius, as he stepped into the woods.
Lestrange looked up, but not letting Eva go as yet. His horrid face turned from a mask of interest, to surprise and then finally it curved into a vile smirk, "Ah, Brother-in-law, come to save the damsel in distress? How, heroic of you." He spoke slowly.
He jerked Eva away from the tree and pulled her back into himself as he turned to face Sirius. Her clothes were haggard and her arms and face held a considerable amount of wounds, her forearm had a deep gash which leaked the dark red liquid. She had fought hard, but it looked as if she had finally lost her strength to stand up against the man who held her. Her eyes slowly rose up to make contact with Sirius'. And in that moment of time, she realised what a great mistake she had made.
"I think you should let her go, Lestrange. It doesn't look good, even for dirt like you, to hold a girl up as a shield." Said Sirius, his voice mocking, but his face every bit as serious.
Lestrange growled, and threw Eva against a tree. "Fine, Brother-in-law. If that's how you'll have it. I can always go back to her. It wont take a while to defeat you in a duel, your skills must've become quite rusty hiding in that hole."
Eva barely held consciousness as the two men duelled. She barely registered the red, green and gold sparks flying, barely registered one of them falling back, barely registered the other moving over him, his wand pointed to his chest, barely registered him taking pity, hearing him say he wanted to defeat him and his wife together, barely registered the man point his wand at him as soon as he turned his back.
Eva's eyes snapped open to find Sirius heading towards her, but a moment later his face was contorted in agony. His knees buckled as he fell to the ground, his screams and shouts ringing in her ears.
Before she knew it, she had shot a curse at Lestrange. The hatred she felt, the urge to kill she felt at the sight before her, made the green light take the life out of his eyes. Already weak, she fell to the ground. The curse draining the little energy she had left in her. Her breathing came out in short breaths, as she tried to keep herself steady. A moment later, she felt a pair of arms curl around her body. She felt relief flood her body as she realised he was fine.
She leant into him as she heard him speak, "Always knew you had it in you, love. And let me tell you something, you have no idea how sexy that was." She knew he was smirking and couldn't help but give a small smile herself as she heard the familiar 'Pop!' and felt them leave the place.
She woke up to find herself in a bed. As she sat up straight she saw the glow of the daylight from behind the curtains. Her sheets were of deep green silk, the lamp on her bedside table was goblin-made and made of old silver. The room was well furbished with rich, antique furniture, and the walls were tastefully done in beige colour. She was undoubtedly in The House of Black.
"Oh! You're up! Good, good." said a red headed woman in a motherly voice. "Here, I brought you some sandwiches. Eat them up, and if you still feel hungry, there are more in the kitchen downstairs."
Eva nodded and smiled. But what she really wanted to know was, "Sirius is in the next room," she spoke up "he is going to be alright. We patched you up well enough. But that vile Lestrange, he gave him a cursed wound. It has to be tended over continuously." Eva made to get up and leave the bed but, "Uh-uh. You first eat something and then think of leaving this room."
Eva quickly gobbled a couple of the sandwiches and when Molly Weasley was satisfied with what she had eaten, she got up and left the room. She turned to the door to her right, she slowly creaked it open to see Remus bent over Sirius, dabbing a cloth to his back. He looked up and gave her a smile. He whispered something in his ear, which made Sirius give him a whack on his arm. Remus chuckled as he got up to leave the room.
"Keep applying the murtlap's essence to his back, it helps with the stinging." Remus instructed her before leaving.
Eva nodded in understanding. She crept up to his bed, quietly. Why? She had no clue, considering he was well awake. But she did. He was lying on his stomach and as she neared him, she saw why. A deep wound was slashed diagonally across his back. It had healed somewhat, forming a green scar. She bit her lip as she saw the scar. Sitting down on the edge of the bed, she took the cloth, soaked it in the murtlap and started dabbing it on his wounds.
She sat in silence for a while, dabbing at his wounds before it became too much. "How are you feeling?"
"Are you alright?"
"Not a scratch."
"Splendid then. Apart from the slight sting which you are taking care of." He grinned, turning his head to look at her.
Eva bit her lip and nodded silently. After a while she spoke up, her voice quivering, "Did you happen to see Blake?" Under her, she felt Sirius' body stiffen. "He's dead isn't he?"
Sirius felt a pang in his heart, she said it so easily, but what the two were feeling right now was anything but easy. Blake had been an elder brother to both of them. Sirius never missed a sibling when he was with him, not something you could attribute to Regulus. And considering his pain, he could only imagine what Eva was going through. He was practically all she had that could be called 'family' and now he too was gone.
With a heavy sigh Sirius got up and gingerly sat up, facing Eva. He looked at her carefully; her eyes were downcast, she obviously was trying to hide her tears. He gently held her chin, and made her look up. Her eyes were brimming, he could see every emotion in them and it made his heart fall to pieces.
"Eva.." his voice trailed away, not quite sure what he could say to help her. "Thanks?" he offered finally.
"What for?"
"For being my knight in shining armour. I'll say it again, last night what you did, was damn sexy."Eva gave a teary snort. "I had come to save your life, you ended up saving mine. Not quite a medal-winner for me, but hey! I'm alive."
He was trying to make her laugh, and she appreciated it. "I had to keep you alive. You are literally the only person I have left."
Sirius looked up at her; did she mean what he thought she did? He wouldn't be getting his hopes up. He had already had them dashed once, he wont be risking it again. But he needn't have worried; she meant exactly what he hoped she did.
"Sirius, I am sorry. I shouldn't have let you down then. I know you expected me to accept the proposal and I refused out right. I didn't even give you a proper reason."
"Shh.." He put his finger to her lips as he looked into her emotional eyes, "I know, I know. I can understand why you refused. You had to hide 'us' from 'them'. If not, it would've put us all in danger. But that eventually didn't do much good did it?" he spoke wryly, commenting on the current circumstance.
"No. I cant say it did. And well, my cover is blown." She sighed, she chanced a glance into his eyes, and she realised, she had lost her chance. And of course, she didn't expect him to wait for her. That was a stupid thing to ask. He had probably got someone else now. Before she knew it, she was rambling. "But obviously, that time is gone. We-us-you and I, cant amount to anything-" But she was cut off with a pair of lips stilling her lip movements.
"I always said Ravenclaws spoke way too much for their own good." He spoke softly against her lips.
"And I always said Gryffindors are way too bold for their own good." She whispered back as he pulled her into his arms. This time, never to let go.
A/N: Thanks for reading. Do leave a Review.
P.S.: Cross your fingers, I hope I can sneak in another update before Christmas on one of my other stories. ;)
