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Searching for Black
Chapter 4: He was gone
The steady pounding of her feet against the pavement was an excellent counterpoint for the pounding questions (and headache) in her mind. Who is he? Trees, flowers, houses, shops, people, all of which she had once examined with interest during her daily run, passed by her in a mêlée of silent shadows. Who is Black? For weeks the question had pounded her head with an ever-increasing urgency. Who is Sirius? The only thing she could see was a face. A face filled with shadows and surrounded with shadows. Sometimes, a face of laughter wreathed in light. Two men? Black and Sirius? One man? Black Sirius? Sirius Black? She laughed, a hollow, bitter sound. Sounds like a bad joke. Are you Serious, Black? Sirius Black…Funny…or not… On this day she stops, realising I never called him Black. How do I know that's his name? Two men then…not one…Who are they? Why both plague my every conscious thought? On this day, a large black dog bounds up to her, tongue lolling out in an expression of welcome. He leaps up and places his front paws on her stomach, head straining to reach hers as his owner, still a shadow among many, races towards him. She looks up at the man with unseeing eyes, the same eyes Sirius had turned on her. Then she looks down at the dog and recognition races across her brain, through every fibre of her being. She sinks to the ground, her mind reeling, and cradles the now still dog in her arms. Glistening tears of hope, desire and frustration form in the corners of her dark eyes. She gazed up at the dogs owner and spoke.
"Black." The man looked startled.
"Um…yes," he replied, "he is. His name's James."
James, another name that sliced at her mind, James Black then? Sirius someone and James Black? She had forgotten the dog. The man coughed, embarrassed.
"Um…miss…do you want a hand or something. You can borrow my phone if you want, call someone or something? My name's Peter, Peter…"
She snarled at the man and clutched the dog tighter to her, causing it to yelp.
"Look miss," the man was now decidedly worried, "Are you sure you're alright? Is there anything you want to talk about? I can keep a secret."
She clutched the dog tighter still. It began to struggle and she held it even tighter. Finding no escape the dog growled and bit her. She merely gazed down at the dog for a few moments before the pain hit her. It shot up her arm, and through her body causing her to scream and let go of the dog. The dog shot off into the distance. She continued to scream.
"SIRUIS! COME BACK! SIRIUS!" But he wasn't Sirius…and he was gone…
AUTHOR NOTE!!!!!
Hi! I KNOW SOMETHING NONE OF YOU KNOW!!!!!!
Love – Clare, The Shadow Witch