Sirius
You can hear low whispery voices and one maybe two men shouting. You can feel an arm around you, a hand stroking you hair; a comfort that you do not deserve but cannot push away.
"Is he alright now?" A young impatient voice asks. It sounds friendly and stirs something in you. You hope his friend is alright.
"I don't know Harry, we'll just have to wait." The body behind you vibrates; the man holding you also sound's nice and just as before lets you feel.
"But he should have woken up by now shouldn't he?" The first voice (Harry?) pesters the second.
"He's coming round." A third voice still young but this one does not fill you with the sense of hope and comfort like the two before it.
"Shh" says Harry
"Sorry Harry" says the third voice with just a hint of sarcasm.
"Sirius, come on, wake up. Talk to me." The man holding you leans down to talk, "Come on Padfoot it's me, Moony." He sounds so worried that you have to respond. You open your mouth but find no words so instead just roll around to face them.
The faces you are met with force you to remember: Dorrie, Charlie and Snuffles. Remus and Moody. WormtailPeter. And Harry, Harry and James. But this is MoonyRemusLupin who trustsbelieves you. And if Moony is here then maybe,
"Prongs?"
"No I'm sorry Sirius, he's" he seems to say something but looks at you and changes the sentence. "Prongs can't be here." You feel your heart droop a little but you really want to please this man so instead of asking again you say,
"Moony." You are rewarded when his face lights up with a huge smile.
"Yes I'm here and so is Harry" you feel another person's weight add to the bed.
"Hey"
"And these are Harry's friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger." There is a pause and then a high female voice speaks.
"Hello." The young voice from earlier, clearly not wanting to be outdone, copies her.
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