The Third Turn of the Wheel of the World's End: Name Your Game
Summary: WARNING: Spoilers to The Order of the Phoenix. The weirdest of things are always happening to Sirius and Severus because of their unnatural need for each other. Sequel to The First and Second Turn of the Wheel of the World's End. Slash SSSB HPDM.
Category: Adventure/Action, Romance
Pairing: Severus/Sirius; Harry/Draco
Author's Notes: excessivelyperky? Are you still there? Is there someone else there? People, review. Please. Make an effort.
HEIMAER
Prophecies, the Veil, portals to different dimensions, plane traveling, time in itself… All of them Mysteries. Mysteries he felt glad to explore. His natural curiosity always getting the better of him. So many things Wizards were still to understand. And here he got the chance to learn so much. All in the hands of this man, Sirius Black. The one who had came back from the dead. The one who ventured beyond the Veil and had come back. The one who maybe had the secret to IMORTALITY.
Yurggen opened the door to the awarded room.
"Good evening, Mr. Black." Heimaer said. Black was sat on his bed and looked at him with blank eyes.
"Oh… Don't be disappointed in yourself. You put up a good fight, as always. Of course, you didn't blow 13 muggles this time but…" The graying man continued.
"If I wanted, you all would be dead. And I didn't kill those muggles." Sirius said in a cold voice.
"Ha! You don't expect us to believe such a crap, do you? Pettigrew? Oh, Please. He wouldn't have the guts, I studied his files. It's just one more of Dumbledore's lies to cover up for his little gang. We all know, here at the Ministry, that he is always doing that. Just like he had done for that creep, Snape, at the First War… It's disgusting, traitors to the country… You all think you are better than us, don't you? Although..." Yurgger smiled ironically. "Here we are, and I'm the one holding the cards."
Sirius Black looked at the floor, and the shadow of his hair covered his blue eyes. Heimaer noticed that his shoulders started to shake, first it was almost imperceptible, but then it became more pronounced. Heimaer was perplexed. Was this the legendary man who broke out of Azkaban? Was he so fragile to brake down and cry at his first taunts?
Then it was that he noticed. Black's shoulders were shaking but it wasn't from sobs. The bastard was laughing. What had started with shoulders shaking had grown to a laughing fit that made the man fall back on the bed and roll, laughing his ass off. He even had tears in his eyes. He laughed so hard and so long Heimaer left before he could stop.
When he finally did stop, he remembered Heimaer's little speech and started laughing all over again.
"Man!" Sirius laughed. "If he could…hahahaha… If he could… huhuaahaha" he laughed some more. "Just listen to himself! Hahahaha… He sounded just like Severus in full professor mode!!! Hahahahaha…"