A/N: Well, forgive me for not updating sooner. But, like Jay said, "If I
could control my writers block I'd be famous!" and ya'll better give love
to Jay, because without her this chapter wouldn't be here! Not only did she
help me with the chapter its self ("Damnit sis, wouldn't he KNOW Sirius was
a killer?" "Sis...muggle...its called a brain, please use it." "Sure, hit
me while I'm down!") she also went after me with a whip and beat me into
writing it. ::cries:: She's mean. Not really, I love ya sis!
bDisclaimer: (I always forget to put this thing up...) I do not own Harry Potter, but I wish I did. That all belongs to the goddess JKR ::bows and kisses her feet:: However Cat is mine (though she claims she's not. Damn characters, they get in your mind and take the damn thing over.), as is this story. You steal, I kill. /b
When Memories Come Back
"Mind if I sit down?" Cat looked up from her book, and straight into a rather hesitant Sirius' eyes. She smiled, still turning a slight pink as she thought of how she'd walked in on him in the bathroom that afternoon. They'd stayed clear of each other the rest of the day, but living in the same house didn't grant them the ability to hide from each other; besides, they had to talk SOME time.
"Yeah, have a seat." Cat patted the sofa she was sitting on and Sirius pulled his hands out of his pockets and sat down. He cleared his throat, and jiggled his foot while Cat simply turned from pink to red and looked down at her book. After a few minutes of Sirius taping his foot against the leg of her coffee table and making everything bounce up and down, she put her book down and glared at him.
"Sirius, I am going to do you bodily harm if you don't stop it." He just looked at her blankly. "The tapping."
"What, this?" He then knocked his foot against the table again, and Cat arched an eyebrow and tilted her head, giving him a look that he came to know all to well. It meant she was about five seconds away from hurting him. He just did it again.
"Yes that, and I suggest you stop if you want to keep your foot attached to your body." Sirius raised his hands and moved away from her slightly.
"Whoa, put the claws back in, Kitty." Cat rolled her eyes and smiled, and had started to look back down to her book again when she looked back up at him, a frown on her face.
"What did you call me?" She asked, and Sirius couldn't help but remember that morning, when Jay had been about to leave, and she had called Cat "Shortie." Apparently, it was a nickname one of her older brothers had given her (Sirius could see why, not only was she short her brothers were between six foot and six foot five.), and Cat had put Jay in full body bind and didn't let her out for ten minutes. Though he HAD found it funny when it happened to Jay, he wasn't in the mood to be put in one.
"Um..Er...Kitty? Is that bad, because I swear I won't call you that again." He grabbed a pillow from beside him and put in front of him like a shield. "Please don't hurt me." Cat laughed and shook her head.
"No, that's fine. I just haven't been called that in a while. Well, from anyone besides Jay." Sirius nodded and put the pillow down, but stood up quickly after a moment or two.
"Oh, I forgot something!" Cat looked at him like he'd lost his mind as he ran into the kitchen. She simply shrugged and decided she wouldn't ask if she didn't have to. Sirius came back in holding a letter, so she thought it best she ask.
"Whats that?"
"I found it on your doorstep after I got of the..." he coughed and turned his head here "Shower." Cat hid a smirk, and reached out for it. He handed it too her, not looking at her but at a point on the sofa that seemed rather interesting at that point in time.
Cat flipped it over and simply saw her name, but the writing almost made her puke. She turned pale and the letter shook from the trembling in her hands. Sirius's eyes went wide, and he crouched down in front of her, taking her hands in his.
"Cat, whats wrong? Are you okay?" He couldn't understand what could have upset her so badly, she hadn't even opened the letter yet, but her eyes held the look of a scared rabbit. She couldn't say anything, just shook her head and, with her free hand, gripped his own. Sirius felt anger at whatever was scaring Cat so badly welling in him. He had seen nothing but kindness and goodness from her, and yet here she was scared to death because someone had written her a letter. He spoke her name again, and she raised her wide eyes to his swallowed.
"I'm okay...It's a shock...Its from some I'd just rather not remember. The stupid bastard." Sirius' eyes went wide at Cat's comment, he hadn't heard her cuss very much, and not with that venom. Most everyone Cat knew saw her as a perfect woman, but it seemed he was getting a look at the girl who had tried to hex her brother Jacobs girlfriend to death when she had called her an ugly brat.
"Who, Cat?" She simply shook her head and took a breath. Sirius took this as a sign he could let her hands go and he stood, taking a step back and crossing his arms over his chest. Cat opened the letter, with still shaking hands. She read it over quickly, and then dropped it like it was burning her, a gasp leaving her mouth and she shrunk back into the sofa. Now Sirius KNEW something was wrong.
"Cat, what the hell is in the letter!?" Cat didn't say anything, just curled up tighter. Sirius cursed under his breath and sat down beside her, pulling her into his arms. She curled into him, her face buried in his neck, shaking and silent tears running down her face. He knew from the nights that he'd had nightmares that he was back in Azkaban there was no way he was going to get anything out of her right now. So he kept rocking her, smoothing his hands over her back and telling her it was okay. When she calmed down some Sirius pried her off his neck, and looked her in the eyes, his hand cupping her face.
"What was in that letter, Cat?" She took a deep breath, and looked down at her lap, where she'd knotted her hands together. "Cat?"
"You know I come from a large family, right? Six older brothers and all that?" Sirius nodded, not understanding where this was leading, but settling back to listen. "Well, I never told you that one of them is dead. His name was Alex, and he was a year older then me, the youngest out of the boys. He was always seen as the baby, and not quite good enough as our eldest brothers-at least, that's what I found out. True, he wasn't as smart as Quinlynn, or handsome as Derrick, or as strong as Adam. But he was the brother I was closest too, and everyone loved him. I didn't know till the moth before the Potters died that my dearest brother felt that we all looked down on him as not being good enough for us." Cat stopped for a moment, sighing and looking up, her eyes looking far away, at a time that was long gone.
"I knew something was wrong with Alex, he was distant, mean; not his normal, smiling, laughing, loving self. Then, a week before your godson turned He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named-" Sirius made a nose in his throat, and grabbed Cat's shoulders.
"Cat, don't say that. Don't say "You-Know-Who" or "He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named". His name is VOLDAMORT. Not naming him makes him more powerful." Cat smiled slightly, though it didn't reach her eyes and she nodded.
"A week before He...Voldamort...had his own killing curse turned on him by your godson, I went to see my brother. He was in his bathroom shaving, and he was shirtless. And his arm, the Dark Mark burned. I saw it turn bright black, and I can still hear his voice today. "They always seem to attack when I'm shaving." Alex always could find humor in everything...I just don't know how in that.
"I was devastated, and I was in denial. MY brother; a Death Eater? MY brother; a killer? MY brother; a servant of the Dark Lord? It was simply mad, maybe my brother was a spy or something. It just COULDN'T be true. But it wasn't. My brother came to my house the night of the Potter's death, and told me that tonight was a great night. I knew then that it was true; he was mad, I knew it."
I"Come along there dear, Kitty! We have reason to celebrate this night! My Lord will have the Potters at long last!" /I
"He tried to kill me. But, he had our brothers thought me how to duel and to fight with my hands. I killed him that night."
IAlex loomed over his sister, an insane smile on his face. Tears poured down Cat's face as she crawled away from him, her eyes never leaving his face.
"I'm better then you now sister; I'm better then you and I'm going to kill you then. The others. Don't cry, dear, dear sister. You'll be with the rest of them soon. Feel honored, you're the first to go tonight. But if you want to come with me and watch the others die, I'd be more then happy to bring you? No? All right then." /I
"When he raised his wand, I knew I was going to die. Just knew it. I was wild at that time, and found one of my shoes in the floor, and tossed it at his head. I think it shocked him more then hurt him. I killed him then. My whole family was in shock, and my mother almost died from grief. I was hurt and lost, I think I would have died if it hadn't been for Jay." A true smile lit Cat's face, though it was small. "She kept me sane thru that...Then she saved my life again." Cat paused and wiped her face of the tears that had began to silently poor down her cheeks.
"My loss and feeling of betrayal left me more then a little venerable and I feel deep and hard for a dashing muggle man, named Daemon Radcliff. He swept me off my feet and we married three months after meeting each other. I'd told him I was a witch, and I'd proven it, and he was okay. At first. Then, hardly a week after we were married I was in the kitchen, and I was pressed for time. I always cooked dinner, but that night Daemon got home, and there wasn't any dinner. So I did what any normal witch would do at that time; I waved my wand and produced dinner. Daemon was more then a little mad, he knocked me across the room and told me that I was unnatural, evil. That my family was, and if I ever did that again he'd hurt me. I was shocked and mad, and I stood up was about to stun him when he hit me again, then he took my wand and broke it.
"I lived in utter hell for a year, and came to believe that I was evil and my family was. My Mom and Dad weren't over the loss of Alex, and now my husband wouldn't let me near them. My brothers went on a rescue mission, but I turned them away and told them not to come back, that it would be worse on me. They didn't." By now Sirius felt hot anger in him, surging and lashing, anger that once had only been in match for that of Wormtail, but now for this Daemon.
"Then Jay showed up on my doorstep on my birthday. She blasted the door down, walked right in, told me to pack a bag and that I was never coming back here. Daemon tried to hit her, he ended up across the house with boils all over him. When I saw him try to hit Jay a little life came back into me, and I took her wand, packed my bags my magic, and told him if he ever came near me again, I'd kill him. Then I put him into a full body bind, and left. I tried to go back home that night, but Jay had known I'd try something like that, and kept me in her house under lock and key for three months. My devoice was final, and I was a free woman again. By that time I was somewhat back to normal, but it took years before I was myself again. I still have nightmares, or get jumpy."
"That letter," Sirius grated out between clinched teeth. "That letter is from him, isn't it?" Cat nodded and Sirius felt fire flowing in him.
"He says he's coming back for me."
"I swear to you, Cat." Sirius said, grasping her upper arms and looking her in the eyes. "If he so much as steps a foot in your yard, I'll kill him. He won't hurt you again, I promise."
"Why are you doing this Sirius?" Cat asked tears sparkling in her eyes.
"Because, you saved me. Now its my turn."
A/N: OOOO Big thriller ending. Gotta love it. Wanna find out what happens? Huh, huh? Yeah, I bet you do! Heck, I do too...Cat just kind of pops into my mind and goes "You need to this, this, this, and this. Now." So I really have no say in the matter. My characters are taking me over. ::glares at them:: I know what you are doing, and you cannot have my mind! EVIL PEOPLE! ::cough:: I'm shutting up now...
Anyways, SO sorry for the big cliffhanger. I am starting Chapter Five after I post this chapter, but I dunno when it will be up. Please r/r. I'll love you for life ::begs on my hands and knees:: Please, reviews are good!
bDisclaimer: (I always forget to put this thing up...) I do not own Harry Potter, but I wish I did. That all belongs to the goddess JKR ::bows and kisses her feet:: However Cat is mine (though she claims she's not. Damn characters, they get in your mind and take the damn thing over.), as is this story. You steal, I kill. /b
When Memories Come Back
"Mind if I sit down?" Cat looked up from her book, and straight into a rather hesitant Sirius' eyes. She smiled, still turning a slight pink as she thought of how she'd walked in on him in the bathroom that afternoon. They'd stayed clear of each other the rest of the day, but living in the same house didn't grant them the ability to hide from each other; besides, they had to talk SOME time.
"Yeah, have a seat." Cat patted the sofa she was sitting on and Sirius pulled his hands out of his pockets and sat down. He cleared his throat, and jiggled his foot while Cat simply turned from pink to red and looked down at her book. After a few minutes of Sirius taping his foot against the leg of her coffee table and making everything bounce up and down, she put her book down and glared at him.
"Sirius, I am going to do you bodily harm if you don't stop it." He just looked at her blankly. "The tapping."
"What, this?" He then knocked his foot against the table again, and Cat arched an eyebrow and tilted her head, giving him a look that he came to know all to well. It meant she was about five seconds away from hurting him. He just did it again.
"Yes that, and I suggest you stop if you want to keep your foot attached to your body." Sirius raised his hands and moved away from her slightly.
"Whoa, put the claws back in, Kitty." Cat rolled her eyes and smiled, and had started to look back down to her book again when she looked back up at him, a frown on her face.
"What did you call me?" She asked, and Sirius couldn't help but remember that morning, when Jay had been about to leave, and she had called Cat "Shortie." Apparently, it was a nickname one of her older brothers had given her (Sirius could see why, not only was she short her brothers were between six foot and six foot five.), and Cat had put Jay in full body bind and didn't let her out for ten minutes. Though he HAD found it funny when it happened to Jay, he wasn't in the mood to be put in one.
"Um..Er...Kitty? Is that bad, because I swear I won't call you that again." He grabbed a pillow from beside him and put in front of him like a shield. "Please don't hurt me." Cat laughed and shook her head.
"No, that's fine. I just haven't been called that in a while. Well, from anyone besides Jay." Sirius nodded and put the pillow down, but stood up quickly after a moment or two.
"Oh, I forgot something!" Cat looked at him like he'd lost his mind as he ran into the kitchen. She simply shrugged and decided she wouldn't ask if she didn't have to. Sirius came back in holding a letter, so she thought it best she ask.
"Whats that?"
"I found it on your doorstep after I got of the..." he coughed and turned his head here "Shower." Cat hid a smirk, and reached out for it. He handed it too her, not looking at her but at a point on the sofa that seemed rather interesting at that point in time.
Cat flipped it over and simply saw her name, but the writing almost made her puke. She turned pale and the letter shook from the trembling in her hands. Sirius's eyes went wide, and he crouched down in front of her, taking her hands in his.
"Cat, whats wrong? Are you okay?" He couldn't understand what could have upset her so badly, she hadn't even opened the letter yet, but her eyes held the look of a scared rabbit. She couldn't say anything, just shook her head and, with her free hand, gripped his own. Sirius felt anger at whatever was scaring Cat so badly welling in him. He had seen nothing but kindness and goodness from her, and yet here she was scared to death because someone had written her a letter. He spoke her name again, and she raised her wide eyes to his swallowed.
"I'm okay...It's a shock...Its from some I'd just rather not remember. The stupid bastard." Sirius' eyes went wide at Cat's comment, he hadn't heard her cuss very much, and not with that venom. Most everyone Cat knew saw her as a perfect woman, but it seemed he was getting a look at the girl who had tried to hex her brother Jacobs girlfriend to death when she had called her an ugly brat.
"Who, Cat?" She simply shook her head and took a breath. Sirius took this as a sign he could let her hands go and he stood, taking a step back and crossing his arms over his chest. Cat opened the letter, with still shaking hands. She read it over quickly, and then dropped it like it was burning her, a gasp leaving her mouth and she shrunk back into the sofa. Now Sirius KNEW something was wrong.
"Cat, what the hell is in the letter!?" Cat didn't say anything, just curled up tighter. Sirius cursed under his breath and sat down beside her, pulling her into his arms. She curled into him, her face buried in his neck, shaking and silent tears running down her face. He knew from the nights that he'd had nightmares that he was back in Azkaban there was no way he was going to get anything out of her right now. So he kept rocking her, smoothing his hands over her back and telling her it was okay. When she calmed down some Sirius pried her off his neck, and looked her in the eyes, his hand cupping her face.
"What was in that letter, Cat?" She took a deep breath, and looked down at her lap, where she'd knotted her hands together. "Cat?"
"You know I come from a large family, right? Six older brothers and all that?" Sirius nodded, not understanding where this was leading, but settling back to listen. "Well, I never told you that one of them is dead. His name was Alex, and he was a year older then me, the youngest out of the boys. He was always seen as the baby, and not quite good enough as our eldest brothers-at least, that's what I found out. True, he wasn't as smart as Quinlynn, or handsome as Derrick, or as strong as Adam. But he was the brother I was closest too, and everyone loved him. I didn't know till the moth before the Potters died that my dearest brother felt that we all looked down on him as not being good enough for us." Cat stopped for a moment, sighing and looking up, her eyes looking far away, at a time that was long gone.
"I knew something was wrong with Alex, he was distant, mean; not his normal, smiling, laughing, loving self. Then, a week before your godson turned He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named-" Sirius made a nose in his throat, and grabbed Cat's shoulders.
"Cat, don't say that. Don't say "You-Know-Who" or "He-Who-Must-Not-Be- Named". His name is VOLDAMORT. Not naming him makes him more powerful." Cat smiled slightly, though it didn't reach her eyes and she nodded.
"A week before He...Voldamort...had his own killing curse turned on him by your godson, I went to see my brother. He was in his bathroom shaving, and he was shirtless. And his arm, the Dark Mark burned. I saw it turn bright black, and I can still hear his voice today. "They always seem to attack when I'm shaving." Alex always could find humor in everything...I just don't know how in that.
"I was devastated, and I was in denial. MY brother; a Death Eater? MY brother; a killer? MY brother; a servant of the Dark Lord? It was simply mad, maybe my brother was a spy or something. It just COULDN'T be true. But it wasn't. My brother came to my house the night of the Potter's death, and told me that tonight was a great night. I knew then that it was true; he was mad, I knew it."
I"Come along there dear, Kitty! We have reason to celebrate this night! My Lord will have the Potters at long last!" /I
"He tried to kill me. But, he had our brothers thought me how to duel and to fight with my hands. I killed him that night."
IAlex loomed over his sister, an insane smile on his face. Tears poured down Cat's face as she crawled away from him, her eyes never leaving his face.
"I'm better then you now sister; I'm better then you and I'm going to kill you then. The others. Don't cry, dear, dear sister. You'll be with the rest of them soon. Feel honored, you're the first to go tonight. But if you want to come with me and watch the others die, I'd be more then happy to bring you? No? All right then." /I
"When he raised his wand, I knew I was going to die. Just knew it. I was wild at that time, and found one of my shoes in the floor, and tossed it at his head. I think it shocked him more then hurt him. I killed him then. My whole family was in shock, and my mother almost died from grief. I was hurt and lost, I think I would have died if it hadn't been for Jay." A true smile lit Cat's face, though it was small. "She kept me sane thru that...Then she saved my life again." Cat paused and wiped her face of the tears that had began to silently poor down her cheeks.
"My loss and feeling of betrayal left me more then a little venerable and I feel deep and hard for a dashing muggle man, named Daemon Radcliff. He swept me off my feet and we married three months after meeting each other. I'd told him I was a witch, and I'd proven it, and he was okay. At first. Then, hardly a week after we were married I was in the kitchen, and I was pressed for time. I always cooked dinner, but that night Daemon got home, and there wasn't any dinner. So I did what any normal witch would do at that time; I waved my wand and produced dinner. Daemon was more then a little mad, he knocked me across the room and told me that I was unnatural, evil. That my family was, and if I ever did that again he'd hurt me. I was shocked and mad, and I stood up was about to stun him when he hit me again, then he took my wand and broke it.
"I lived in utter hell for a year, and came to believe that I was evil and my family was. My Mom and Dad weren't over the loss of Alex, and now my husband wouldn't let me near them. My brothers went on a rescue mission, but I turned them away and told them not to come back, that it would be worse on me. They didn't." By now Sirius felt hot anger in him, surging and lashing, anger that once had only been in match for that of Wormtail, but now for this Daemon.
"Then Jay showed up on my doorstep on my birthday. She blasted the door down, walked right in, told me to pack a bag and that I was never coming back here. Daemon tried to hit her, he ended up across the house with boils all over him. When I saw him try to hit Jay a little life came back into me, and I took her wand, packed my bags my magic, and told him if he ever came near me again, I'd kill him. Then I put him into a full body bind, and left. I tried to go back home that night, but Jay had known I'd try something like that, and kept me in her house under lock and key for three months. My devoice was final, and I was a free woman again. By that time I was somewhat back to normal, but it took years before I was myself again. I still have nightmares, or get jumpy."
"That letter," Sirius grated out between clinched teeth. "That letter is from him, isn't it?" Cat nodded and Sirius felt fire flowing in him.
"He says he's coming back for me."
"I swear to you, Cat." Sirius said, grasping her upper arms and looking her in the eyes. "If he so much as steps a foot in your yard, I'll kill him. He won't hurt you again, I promise."
"Why are you doing this Sirius?" Cat asked tears sparkling in her eyes.
"Because, you saved me. Now its my turn."
A/N: OOOO Big thriller ending. Gotta love it. Wanna find out what happens? Huh, huh? Yeah, I bet you do! Heck, I do too...Cat just kind of pops into my mind and goes "You need to this, this, this, and this. Now." So I really have no say in the matter. My characters are taking me over. ::glares at them:: I know what you are doing, and you cannot have my mind! EVIL PEOPLE! ::cough:: I'm shutting up now...
Anyways, SO sorry for the big cliffhanger. I am starting Chapter Five after I post this chapter, but I dunno when it will be up. Please r/r. I'll love you for life ::begs on my hands and knees:: Please, reviews are good!
