"Sirius is very good at spouting bits of excellent personal philosophy, but he does not always live up to them. For instance, he says in 'Goblet of Fire' that if you want to know what a man is really like, 'look at how he treats his inferiors, not his equals.' But Sirius loathes Kreacher, the house-elf he has inherited, and treats him with nothing but contempt. Similarly, Sirius claims that nobody is wholly good or wholly evil, and yet the way he acts towards Snape suggests that he cannot conceive of any latent good qualities there...Sirius' great redeeming quality is how much affection he is capable of feeling…" –JK Rowling
It was warm out, as expected. She hadn't bothered changing out of her school uniform; she had been too eager to leave the common room. As she made her way towards the grounds she couldn't help but think she was doing exactly what Sirius had done to her at the start of all this. Oh fucking well.
It was just about dusk when finally she saw him. Not just him of course. All of them. Sirius, James, Remus and Peter all hurriedly making their way into the Forbidden Forest. She hid herself from view. Strange…why would they be rushing into the Forbidden Forest of all places…not exactly a desirable place to be when the sun goes down...
She waited a few minutes and watched as the sky lit up in hues of gold and pink, the sun now almost completely gone from view behind the lush green hills that dotted the landscape beyond the Hogwarts grounds.
Gazing up at the full moon now glowing bright through the dark sky she gripped her wand tight and with a hardened resolve walked up to the edge of the forest. As she stepped into the underbrush she felt an indistinct chill run over her body, causing her skin to shiver. She ignored it and kept walking.
For five minutes she walked. Then for ten. Ten turned to twenty. An entire half hour passed and still no sight of them. Worse than that, underneath a particularly dark patch of forest the moon was obscured and she could barely see ahead of her. Suddenly she stopped. A noise caught her attention. Quickly she turned around, held out her wand and stared frantically around her. There was nothing. Panicking slightly she realized she had now completely lost her bearing. Her heart began to beat faster. And then, in an instant, her whole body became stiff. The noise she swore she heard only moments before had returned, only this time it was much louder. She turned to find it accompanied by a body, a large, dark body, definitely not human, with its neck extended towards the moon, howling and salivating at the sight of the raw piece of flesh that had just so willingly wandered across its path.
She stepped warily back, swallowing hard, preparing to attack when suddenly the sound of loud barking filled the air. Breath caught in her throat, her eyes shifted to see a large black dog come leering into view, its teeth bared, growling threateningly at her. As the dog began stalking towards her she faltered, and within seconds it knocked her to the ground, and her wand was thrown from her hand.
Her back hit the ground hard and when she opened her eyes, there stood the large black dog looming over her body, its front legs putting uncomfortable pressure on her chest and preventing her from moving, teeth bared inches from her face. And those eyes…why were those eyes so familiar…
More footsteps filled her ears, again not human, and then she began to hear the unmistakable sounds of two animals fighting. She couldn't move, so couldn't see just what or who it was, all that registered was the sound of the werewolf's cries growing fainter and fainter in the distance and the weight of the two front paws bearing down on her chest, the animal's threatening stance rendering her completely docile.
Finally the dog released her, stood back and Mira's mouth fell open in disbelieving shock as the dog transformed before her eyes into a fully grown man. And not just any man, but the one she had come here looking for in the first place.
His voice was abrasive and just as the dog had been panting seconds before, the man it had transformed into was out of breath, "What the hell are you doing here?!"
"I—you—you're—
"DID SNAPE PUT YOU UP TO THIS?!"
Still in shock, she struggled to answer him, "…WHAT?! …N-N-NO!"
"You have a death wish or something then?!"
"Are….are you an animagus?!"
He answered with little patience, "What do you think?"
Her eyes narrowed as it all became clear in her mind.
He came closer to her, "Listen I know you didn't come here for a bit of fresh air, who told you I was here?"
His impatience held little tolerance for her silence.
"WHO TOLD YOU I WAS HERE?!—
—SNAPE DID' she yelled back, he looked livid, 'but not on purpose and he had no idea I was looking for you."
His brow furrowed in anger, "So you were looking for me." He laughed in spite of himself. Not the normal kind of laughter that usually lit up his features though, the maniacal kind.
She watched nervously as he paced back and forth in front of her, covered his face in his hands for a moment, finally stopped laughing, and turned back to her, "What do you want from me love? What? What is it? I did exactly what you asked me to do. And yet here you are. Looking for me."
She knew he was right. There was no point in prolonging this agony, "Why did you kiss me?"
Of all the things he had expected her to say, that was not one of them. He opened his mouth to speak but shut it before the words came out. His eyes shifted, he couldn't look at her. Hell though, he thought, what did he have to lose by telling the truth.
Now it was her turn to be impatient, "Why did you do that?"
The apprehension etched in his eyes turned to a look of deep pain as she walked towards him. Still he said nothing.
"SIRIUS TALK!" Wandless she shoved hard against his chest pushing him backwards a bit.
He grit his teeth to keep from retaliating. She had no wand, he wasn't going to shove her back. Desperation written all over her face, he saw her begin to shake.
"ANSWER ME!"
She made to shove him again but he caught her wrists in his hands and answered with an authority that rendered her completely silent, "BECAUSE I'M IN LOVE WITH YOU."
