DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
You, curled up in Azkaban, shaking, and you're squirming but the Dementor is holding you down. No, no, they aren't supposed to give you the Kiss you'll be free! The trials tomorrow! I know because they have you in those waiting cells but no no no the Dementors hovering over you and its about to....NO!
'SIRIUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I wail, jumping up in the bed. Lily opens her eyes and looks at me in concern. Remus comes stumbling in, Harry close behind up. I'm shaking but I don't care. 'Wheres Sirius? Tell me where the hell he is!' I shriek.
'Hes in his bed, I just saw him. Hes reading, James. The door was open when i went past. Hes fine.' Remus says softly, and puts his hand on my arm. 'Come on, I'll show you.'
I follow him and hes right. Your curled up in your bed, reading a book. At the sound of footsteps you look up and concern spreads across your features. 'Jamie, are you allright? I heard you scream but Moony said to stay here and...' I fly into the bed and twist my arms around you, holding your small figure tightly.
'Siri, they were gonna give you the kiss...they were gonna...' You try to pull away and reassure me but I won't let you go, and quietly you give in and curl against my chest.
'Prongs.' You say. 'I have a soul, they didn't kiss me, I promise.' I loosen my grip and let you move, but all you do is sit more upright in my arms and press your face against the crook of my neck. 'Its all okay.'
Remus is watching from the side of the room with a smile on his face. 'What?' I ask, confused. He smiles more.
'I remember a scene just like this in third year.' He says. 'When Snape threatened to murder Sirius with a butcher knife and you nearly murdered Snape.'
'Remember that too.' You say into my neck. Remus sits by us and I lean up against him, and his arm draps around my shoulder. 'Peter pissed himself.' You add.
We all laugh, remembering. And I start to feel better.
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We stay up the rest of the night talking about old pranks and gimmicks. As dawn comes around you stretch lazily, layed across Remus's and My laps. You give us your trademark cheeky grin that used to woo all the girls and make all the boys wanna be just like you. I smile and close my eyes peacefully, and remember all those time.
TBC
You, curled up in Azkaban, shaking, and you're squirming but the Dementor is holding you down. No, no, they aren't supposed to give you the Kiss you'll be free! The trials tomorrow! I know because they have you in those waiting cells but no no no the Dementors hovering over you and its about to....NO!
'SIRIUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' I wail, jumping up in the bed. Lily opens her eyes and looks at me in concern. Remus comes stumbling in, Harry close behind up. I'm shaking but I don't care. 'Wheres Sirius? Tell me where the hell he is!' I shriek.
'Hes in his bed, I just saw him. Hes reading, James. The door was open when i went past. Hes fine.' Remus says softly, and puts his hand on my arm. 'Come on, I'll show you.'
I follow him and hes right. Your curled up in your bed, reading a book. At the sound of footsteps you look up and concern spreads across your features. 'Jamie, are you allright? I heard you scream but Moony said to stay here and...' I fly into the bed and twist my arms around you, holding your small figure tightly.
'Siri, they were gonna give you the kiss...they were gonna...' You try to pull away and reassure me but I won't let you go, and quietly you give in and curl against my chest.
'Prongs.' You say. 'I have a soul, they didn't kiss me, I promise.' I loosen my grip and let you move, but all you do is sit more upright in my arms and press your face against the crook of my neck. 'Its all okay.'
Remus is watching from the side of the room with a smile on his face. 'What?' I ask, confused. He smiles more.
'I remember a scene just like this in third year.' He says. 'When Snape threatened to murder Sirius with a butcher knife and you nearly murdered Snape.'
'Remember that too.' You say into my neck. Remus sits by us and I lean up against him, and his arm draps around my shoulder. 'Peter pissed himself.' You add.
We all laugh, remembering. And I start to feel better.
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We stay up the rest of the night talking about old pranks and gimmicks. As dawn comes around you stretch lazily, layed across Remus's and My laps. You give us your trademark cheeky grin that used to woo all the girls and make all the boys wanna be just like you. I smile and close my eyes peacefully, and remember all those time.
TBC