Day 29 - The only words you can say are your soulmate's name until you meet them
In a world where the only word you can say until you meet your soulmate is their name, Sirius Black wants to know who the fuck named their child George.
George.
It's one syllable, for fuck's sake. How much inflection can he even get out of one syllable?
At least his parents were kind enough to give three.
...
Sirius learns sign and he learns to stretch out the syllable that he's been given, make it say all that he needs it to say.
But he gets older and older and meets more and more people and he still can't find this George. He still can't say any other words.
And then it doesn't matter, because he's not saying anything at all.
His world falls apart.
He goes to Azkaban.
He doesn't care that he doesn't have any words.
He doesn't care about syllables.
He doesn't care about anything anymore.
…
Except then Pettigrew is in the papers.
Pettigrew, the man Sirius trusted over Remus, just because his brother grew up saying Remus's name.
He's living with the Weasleys and looking all too pleased with himself and missing that damned toe.
And he must die.
So Sirius breaks out of Azkaban. They say it can't be done, but they're wrong.
And he meets his godson and Pettigrew escapes and Sirius finds a new kind of captivity.
He's broken pieces of a man and he'll probably never meet his soulmate and he couldn't even catch the monster that caused the deaths of his best friends.
But then the Weasleys move in to Grimmauld place and the twins remind him of James and a smaller version of himself, before the war and the death and the dementors, before he shattered to pieces.
And Sirius is smiling in a way he hasn't in a long time.
Fred chatters on and on — his soulmate is a boy named Oliver who he met at his first Quidditch tryout.
But George… Sirius has never heard George say a word. Not even a name.
And yeah, he wonders. Wonders if George Weasley can be his George.
He's not sure if he wants to know.
He's a broken mishmash of fragments claiming the shape of a man. George is young, with his whole life ahead.
But the night before they're meant to leave for school, George finds him alone in the kitchen and sits on the stool behind him.
"Hi," he says.
Sirius looks at him.
"Hi," he says back, his voice raspy, his mouth not quite sure how to form this new sound.
Maybe George can help him put himself together again.
Writing Month/Dragons: 433
Auction: genre: angst
Romance Awareness: Day 29
Sophie's Shelf: 80. Sirius/George
Lyric Alley: 3. Cause we don't want your broken parts