Blackened Days- 5
if you want to destroy my sweeeateeeeeeeeer! (believe me, thats coming in the sequel, whic i'm going to call something like what i just said.. namely "if you want to destroy my sweater!")
hmm.. very unbelievable so far isn't it... hehehe, i got a very odd look from hols this morning when i told her about BD4, so i'm er.. putting right the certain "mistake" at the end.
DONT flame me for that last bit with draco, i like him too... in fact i think he's cute, but i needed someone and having crabbe or goyle do that just doesnt have the same effect ya know!
*****
Sirius sat down on the sand. Totally unaware of his surroundings or the commotion that was gong on. He could see it now, years ago they'd been laughing on what each of them was going to put on their gravestones. According to Remus, James had had his inscribed on his tombstone, "Of midnight wanderings and stag horns." Now he was going to have to see Edea's as well. "She caused chaos."
He remebered that. He'd laughed at the time, and now.. well it seemed pretty fitting.
"You know..." Came a soft voice from beside him.. "It doesnt have to be this way."
Sirius turned his head to see a grey form of Edea sitting beside him, hugging her knees.
"Edea?" He asked in a squeakey voice, he reached out but his hand went straight through. "What... you're a ghost?"
"Ghost?" Edea rose her eyebrows, "Noone else can see me, i'm not a ghost. I'm not dead yet."
"But... look." He pointed at her body. "Dead, no life."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Edea murmured.
"Excuse me?"
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Edea said clearly again. "It's a riddle."
"A riddle?" Sirius put two and two together, "To bring you back?"
"Correct."
"Run it past me again..."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Edea said once more, then she disappeared.
"oh well... that's just... marvellous."
"Sirius? Are you talking to yourself?" A very concerned Professor McGonagall asked
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Sirius muttered. "What does it mean? She told me... it'll bring her back."
McGonagall looked down at his crouching form with slight pity. "It wont help, they're taking her back to the ministry."
"WHAT?" He jumped up, looking round to where there were red stains on the rocks. "What once was black is red instead.... oh sh*t..."
Sirius spun round trying to find out where they'd taken her... then he saw... Dumbledore had conjured a stretcher and was taking her back up the steep clifface steps. He started running after Dumbledore, but was held back by Harry and Hermione, who thought he'd gone delinquent.
"Padfoot!" Remus grabbed his arm, pulling him back. "You can't... she's gone."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Sirius yelled at him.
"Uh, Sirius?" Hermione looked up, "Are you okay? Did you get hit with a curse?"
"No i Did NOT GET HIT WITH A CURSE. LEAVE ME ALONE!" he shouted, breaking free and bounding up the steps, the others just looked at each other. They understood now how delirious he must have been after James and Lily had been betrayed.
"I wonder..." Remus sighed, "If he tries to kill someone again... oh dear."
****
"Headmaster... Pro...Professor Dumbledore..." Sirius panted, hands on his knees trying to regain his breath... "Wait."
"Sirius... i know that you..."
"You dont understan... Eddie, she... she told me something... brings her back."
"Sirius?" Dumbledore put a hand on the younger man's shoulder... "I'm not doing any Diebus Fatalibus Deus Ex, alright? It is against wizarding laws and Voldemort himself used it frequently, you should know that..."
"no." Sirius stood up straight, "Cryptic as she always was, she gave me a riddle."
Dumbledore suddenly looked like something had clicked. "Go on. Tell it to me."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." He said for what must have been the millionth time in the past five minutes.
"Extraordinary... and when did she tell you this?"
"Just now.. i mean, on the beach..."
"Oh." Dumbledore said quietly.. "Wait a moment." He called over one of the ministry members and soon enough they had a free cell in Azkaban to themselves, Edea was still in her stretcher which was now on the hard stone "bed".
"Do you know what it is?" Sirius asked eagerly, trying not to look at Edea.
"I have an idea." Dumbledore held out Edea's wrist, the writing that was normally black or non-existent was red, crimson red.
"And?"
"I'm not sure. If my assumptions are correct, we have about half an hour left, as soon as it turns yellow she's gone and you can't GET her back."
"So what do i do?" Sirius was practically fidgiting now. "I don't like it here..."
"Where's your wand?"
Sirius pulled his wand out from the brim of his hat. "Here."
Dumbledore took his wand and ran it across her neck, her eyes flew open, but were glowing white, they were too bright to look at...
"Confiteor quia peccavi nimis." She said in a voice that seemed to be made of many many tiny little voices strung together.
"What the hell?" Sirius asked, shielding his eyes.
"She's given you the clue to the Deus Ex." Dumbledore sighed, "If we get interrupted, she'll be a walking zombie."
"I thought you weren't doin the Deus Ex?"
"I er... changed my mind." Dumbledore moved back as her mouth opened and thousands of tiny snakes started streaming out.
Edea kept going when the snakes stopped. "In principio creavit Deus caelum et terram, et aurum terrae illius optimum est ibique invenitur bdellium et lapis onychinus."
"What the hell?" Sirius was getting seriously freaked out now.
"She's doing the Deus Ex, its bits of scripture jumbled together in a very hotchpotch way."
"Musa, mihi causas memora, quo numine laeso, quidve dolens, regina deum tot volvere casus
insignem pietate virum, tot adire labores impulerit." Edea's eyes were fading, then she convulsively clutched the tattoo on her hand as it burned bright white and turned black.
"Edea?"
"A Diebus fatalibus." Edea said finally, before choking up blood.
"The day has died." Dumbledore nodded, "Very nicely read, Miss DuCruet."
Sirius was hitting her back as she was sitting up still coughing. "Not.... F.. funny." She said between coughs.
"Youuu!" Siruis grabbed her in a hug.
Edea winced, "Ow.."
Dumbledore smiled weakly, "CAn you stand?"
"If this idiot lets me try we'll... ow." Edea slipped to the floor, "Does that answer your question?"
Sirius and Dumbledoreb each grabbed an arm and guided her out of the door.
"Oh. My. God." Ron's jaw hit the floor as he saw who Sirius was helping drag outside, "Is taht just me or..."
Harry had run up to his Godfather. "Sirius... Ed... Eddie?"
"Oh don't you start calling me Eddie, i've had enough of it from this raving lunatic here." Edea grumbled as Harry grinned. Hermione was hopping from foot to foot. "Oh no, i really dont want this right now, can i go home now?"
"We don't HAVE a home." Sirius laughed. "Destroyed remember?"
"Damn, they torched the car."
"You know what?" Sirius said, "I'm glad i've got the old you back. Car-obsessed, hex hurling maniac."
"You sure that's Hex?" Remus added a sideways comment to his friend. "having trouble with your pronounciation?"
"Are you accusing my girl of being a nymphomaniac?" Sirius asked forcefully, a bit too forcefully as it caught everyone's attention.
"Great." Edea rolled her eyes. "No, i am NOT a nympho. Moony, what did you say THAT for?"
"Payback,"
"For WHAT?" Edea screeched.
"Sixth year ball. Your little comment about me and Anna..."
"OOoooh." Edea's eyes widened. "I remember that. That was funny."
"You've gotta admit." Sirius nodded, "It was one of the funnier pranks she's pulled on you."
"I didn't find it amusing." Remus frowned.
"What did she do?" Harry asked.
"Something she WILL NOT REPEAT." Remus clamped a hand over Edea's mouth.
"Oh, come ON." Sirius laughed. "You got her back."
"But she LIKED my retaliation." Remus said exasperatedly, "She had that pink hair till the roots grew out."
"I thought it was really my style." Edea shrugged. "Plus it really made me stand out when we played Quidditch in the rain and fog."
"I like it black." Sirius fingered a strand of her hair. "It's like mine."
"No." Edea pulled her hair away, "Mine's nicer than yours. I take CARE of it."
"OOoooh, just jealous cuz i have more of it than you." Sirius mockingly pouted.
Hary watched them, for a moment he could almost see them as kids at Hogwarts constantly bickering, he wondered what his father thought of these two... Harry shruged, knowing he'd never find out...
ENDY! the endy! Fear not, i'm carying on straight after this with "If you want to destroy my sweater..." Odd name, i know but it WILL have a meaning at some point.... i'll also explain what happened to peter that day.
if you want to destroy my sweeeateeeeeeeeer! (believe me, thats coming in the sequel, whic i'm going to call something like what i just said.. namely "if you want to destroy my sweater!")
hmm.. very unbelievable so far isn't it... hehehe, i got a very odd look from hols this morning when i told her about BD4, so i'm er.. putting right the certain "mistake" at the end.
DONT flame me for that last bit with draco, i like him too... in fact i think he's cute, but i needed someone and having crabbe or goyle do that just doesnt have the same effect ya know!
*****
Sirius sat down on the sand. Totally unaware of his surroundings or the commotion that was gong on. He could see it now, years ago they'd been laughing on what each of them was going to put on their gravestones. According to Remus, James had had his inscribed on his tombstone, "Of midnight wanderings and stag horns." Now he was going to have to see Edea's as well. "She caused chaos."
He remebered that. He'd laughed at the time, and now.. well it seemed pretty fitting.
"You know..." Came a soft voice from beside him.. "It doesnt have to be this way."
Sirius turned his head to see a grey form of Edea sitting beside him, hugging her knees.
"Edea?" He asked in a squeakey voice, he reached out but his hand went straight through. "What... you're a ghost?"
"Ghost?" Edea rose her eyebrows, "Noone else can see me, i'm not a ghost. I'm not dead yet."
"But... look." He pointed at her body. "Dead, no life."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Edea murmured.
"Excuse me?"
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Edea said clearly again. "It's a riddle."
"A riddle?" Sirius put two and two together, "To bring you back?"
"Correct."
"Run it past me again..."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Edea said once more, then she disappeared.
"oh well... that's just... marvellous."
"Sirius? Are you talking to yourself?" A very concerned Professor McGonagall asked
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Sirius muttered. "What does it mean? She told me... it'll bring her back."
McGonagall looked down at his crouching form with slight pity. "It wont help, they're taking her back to the ministry."
"WHAT?" He jumped up, looking round to where there were red stains on the rocks. "What once was black is red instead.... oh sh*t..."
Sirius spun round trying to find out where they'd taken her... then he saw... Dumbledore had conjured a stretcher and was taking her back up the steep clifface steps. He started running after Dumbledore, but was held back by Harry and Hermione, who thought he'd gone delinquent.
"Padfoot!" Remus grabbed his arm, pulling him back. "You can't... she's gone."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." Sirius yelled at him.
"Uh, Sirius?" Hermione looked up, "Are you okay? Did you get hit with a curse?"
"No i Did NOT GET HIT WITH A CURSE. LEAVE ME ALONE!" he shouted, breaking free and bounding up the steps, the others just looked at each other. They understood now how delirious he must have been after James and Lily had been betrayed.
"I wonder..." Remus sighed, "If he tries to kill someone again... oh dear."
****
"Headmaster... Pro...Professor Dumbledore..." Sirius panted, hands on his knees trying to regain his breath... "Wait."
"Sirius... i know that you..."
"You dont understan... Eddie, she... she told me something... brings her back."
"Sirius?" Dumbledore put a hand on the younger man's shoulder... "I'm not doing any Diebus Fatalibus Deus Ex, alright? It is against wizarding laws and Voldemort himself used it frequently, you should know that..."
"no." Sirius stood up straight, "Cryptic as she always was, she gave me a riddle."
Dumbledore suddenly looked like something had clicked. "Go on. Tell it to me."
"These colours flowing through my head, what once was black is red instead." He said for what must have been the millionth time in the past five minutes.
"Extraordinary... and when did she tell you this?"
"Just now.. i mean, on the beach..."
"Oh." Dumbledore said quietly.. "Wait a moment." He called over one of the ministry members and soon enough they had a free cell in Azkaban to themselves, Edea was still in her stretcher which was now on the hard stone "bed".
"Do you know what it is?" Sirius asked eagerly, trying not to look at Edea.
"I have an idea." Dumbledore held out Edea's wrist, the writing that was normally black or non-existent was red, crimson red.
"And?"
"I'm not sure. If my assumptions are correct, we have about half an hour left, as soon as it turns yellow she's gone and you can't GET her back."
"So what do i do?" Sirius was practically fidgiting now. "I don't like it here..."
"Where's your wand?"
Sirius pulled his wand out from the brim of his hat. "Here."
Dumbledore took his wand and ran it across her neck, her eyes flew open, but were glowing white, they were too bright to look at...
"Confiteor quia peccavi nimis." She said in a voice that seemed to be made of many many tiny little voices strung together.
"What the hell?" Sirius asked, shielding his eyes.
"She's given you the clue to the Deus Ex." Dumbledore sighed, "If we get interrupted, she'll be a walking zombie."
"I thought you weren't doin the Deus Ex?"
"I er... changed my mind." Dumbledore moved back as her mouth opened and thousands of tiny snakes started streaming out.
Edea kept going when the snakes stopped. "In principio creavit Deus caelum et terram, et aurum terrae illius optimum est ibique invenitur bdellium et lapis onychinus."
"What the hell?" Sirius was getting seriously freaked out now.
"She's doing the Deus Ex, its bits of scripture jumbled together in a very hotchpotch way."
"Musa, mihi causas memora, quo numine laeso, quidve dolens, regina deum tot volvere casus
insignem pietate virum, tot adire labores impulerit." Edea's eyes were fading, then she convulsively clutched the tattoo on her hand as it burned bright white and turned black.
"Edea?"
"A Diebus fatalibus." Edea said finally, before choking up blood.
"The day has died." Dumbledore nodded, "Very nicely read, Miss DuCruet."
Sirius was hitting her back as she was sitting up still coughing. "Not.... F.. funny." She said between coughs.
"Youuu!" Siruis grabbed her in a hug.
Edea winced, "Ow.."
Dumbledore smiled weakly, "CAn you stand?"
"If this idiot lets me try we'll... ow." Edea slipped to the floor, "Does that answer your question?"
Sirius and Dumbledoreb each grabbed an arm and guided her out of the door.
"Oh. My. God." Ron's jaw hit the floor as he saw who Sirius was helping drag outside, "Is taht just me or..."
Harry had run up to his Godfather. "Sirius... Ed... Eddie?"
"Oh don't you start calling me Eddie, i've had enough of it from this raving lunatic here." Edea grumbled as Harry grinned. Hermione was hopping from foot to foot. "Oh no, i really dont want this right now, can i go home now?"
"We don't HAVE a home." Sirius laughed. "Destroyed remember?"
"Damn, they torched the car."
"You know what?" Sirius said, "I'm glad i've got the old you back. Car-obsessed, hex hurling maniac."
"You sure that's Hex?" Remus added a sideways comment to his friend. "having trouble with your pronounciation?"
"Are you accusing my girl of being a nymphomaniac?" Sirius asked forcefully, a bit too forcefully as it caught everyone's attention.
"Great." Edea rolled her eyes. "No, i am NOT a nympho. Moony, what did you say THAT for?"
"Payback,"
"For WHAT?" Edea screeched.
"Sixth year ball. Your little comment about me and Anna..."
"OOoooh." Edea's eyes widened. "I remember that. That was funny."
"You've gotta admit." Sirius nodded, "It was one of the funnier pranks she's pulled on you."
"I didn't find it amusing." Remus frowned.
"What did she do?" Harry asked.
"Something she WILL NOT REPEAT." Remus clamped a hand over Edea's mouth.
"Oh, come ON." Sirius laughed. "You got her back."
"But she LIKED my retaliation." Remus said exasperatedly, "She had that pink hair till the roots grew out."
"I thought it was really my style." Edea shrugged. "Plus it really made me stand out when we played Quidditch in the rain and fog."
"I like it black." Sirius fingered a strand of her hair. "It's like mine."
"No." Edea pulled her hair away, "Mine's nicer than yours. I take CARE of it."
"OOoooh, just jealous cuz i have more of it than you." Sirius mockingly pouted.
Hary watched them, for a moment he could almost see them as kids at Hogwarts constantly bickering, he wondered what his father thought of these two... Harry shruged, knowing he'd never find out...
ENDY! the endy! Fear not, i'm carying on straight after this with "If you want to destroy my sweater..." Odd name, i know but it WILL have a meaning at some point.... i'll also explain what happened to peter that day.