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The courtroom was full of spectators as the dementors brought in the prisoner for his sentencing. Crouch approached the prisoner, his voice full of superiority.
"Sirius Black, you are found guilty of assisting He-Who-Must-Not-be-Named, betraying Lily and James Potter to their deaths, killing 13 Muggles, and killing Peter Pettigrew. You are being given a life sentence in Azkaban as your punishment."
"I didn't do any of those things. I didn't get a trial, Crouch. How am I guilty?" Sirius demanded from the prisoner's box.
"You do not have the power to question my authority," Crouch roared. "Take the prisoner away." The last sentence was directed to a pair of dementors. As ht e dementors took Sirius away, he was still and quiet. All of a sudden, he jerked up and turned his head towards a young, pretty black headed witch sitting in the spectator section of the court. He silently mouthed "I love you" to her as the dementors dragged him out of court. Everything went pitch black. Reena awoke with a sudden jolt. Pieces of parchment flew off the bed as she tried to recollect what had happened. The nightmare had felt so real. The nightmare, in fact, was real, although it was an old memory. This exact nightmare/memory had plagued Reena for years. This time though, Reena was puzzled to why she had the nightmare. She hadn't been thinking of the past for months, which was the reason the nightmare usually occurred. The nightmare was painful and Reena thought distracting herself would be a good way to forget about it.
The afternoon of playing tea party with her nieces dissolved into the evening. After a full afternoon of shopping and visiting friends without the complaints of her daughters rejuvenated Laura. Steve had a good day at work and was in a cheerful mood at home. Jen and Kate were energetic and giggly after spending the day with their fantastic (and only) aunt.
Reena could not shake off the feeling that the nightmare had given her. The nightmare had been haunting her since she had woken up. However, Reena did not want to alarm her brother and his wife and ruin the happy atmosphere, so she masked her feelings with a smile and occasional laughs. After the meal and dessert, Reena excused herself and went out for a walk.
"Why do you want to go out now?" Steven asked his sister as she stood up. "The Quidditch match begins in one half hour." To Steven, one of life's great tragedies was not being able to catch the whole broadcast of a match.
"I need some fresh air," Reena answered.
"Take your wand with you. You never know what you'll encounter and you don't want to be unarmed," Steven warned.
"I know, I always take my wand with me," Reena replied as she walked out the door. She wondered if her brother realized she was 33 and not 5 years old.
The night was quiet and still, and Reena enjoyed it immensely. It was never this quiet in London she thought to herself as she walked through the residential quarter of Hogsmeade. The village awakened 2 strong emotions in Reena. One was a feeling of coming home. Although she had spent the better part of 16 years in London, Hogsmeade seemed like another home because her last living relative resided here. The second emotion was of profound sadness. She had lived here with her brother for two months after suffering an emotional breakdown. Those tow months were some that she would have like to have forgotten completely.
A rustle in some shrubs interrupted Reena's thoughts. A large black dog walked out of the shrubs. Reena recognized it as the dog she had given the sandwiches to in the afternoon. Reena froze on the spot. Although the dog had not harmed her in the afternoon, she was still intimidated by the its size. Large animals had always scared the petite witch.
The black dog walked towards Reena and stopped when it was only a few feet from her. Reena looked into the dog's eyes and saw something very familiar in them. The dog gave Reena a pleading look and she understood his hunger.
"I'm not great at conjuring food. The only food item I can conjure really well are chicken sandwiches," Reena told the dog in all honesty.
With a small pop a chicken sandwich appeared in Reena's hand. She put the sandwiched had out towards the dog. The dog came closer towards Reena and gently removed the sandwich from her hand.
Reena continued her walk and the dog started to walk alongside her. At first, Reena was a little scared of the huge dog, but she soon felt a connection with him. Reena started to talk to the dog, although she felt silly talking to a creature that could not answer or respond to her.
"I wish I could take you home, but my flat in London is very small. I would take you back to Steve's place, but the girls may not like you. I think you might scare them and Laura might not be happy with an animal in the house. She might think that you'd eat her owl. I can only give you some food right now" she explained to the dog.
The rest of the walk was relatively quiet. As Reena walked to towards 385 Camelot Avenue, the dog stopped, as though he was dropping Reena off. Reena thought that this was strange behavior for a dog, but she decided not to analyze the way a dog should act.
"Back so soon?" Steve pretended to ask his sister as she entered the house.
"It was a beautiful night. Did I miss anything around here?"
"No. Only the girls have gone to sleep and the Quidditch match is almost over."
"It's only 9:30. How did you get the girls to go sleep so early? They were loaded with sugar and energy from the extended nap."
"Basic sleeping potion" Laura said as she entered the room, "They were going to be up all night. Did you finish your work?" The question was directed to Reena.
"Yeah. It's all done. I can relax now"
"Listen to the rest of the match," Steve commanded his little sister. "You need to catch up on Quidditch. Jen was disappointed that you hadn't been following the season."
"I thought that the summer was the off season"
"Not in America. This game is between the Salem Snapdragons and the New Orleans Cajuns. Listen to the game and see if you can redeem yourself to Jen."
The courtroom was full of spectators as the dementors brought in the prisoner for his sentencing. Crouch approached the prisoner, his voice full of superiority.
"Sirius Black, you are found guilty of assisting He-Who-Must-Not-be-Named, betraying Lily and James Potter to their deaths, killing 13 Muggles, and killing Peter Pettigrew. You are being given a life sentence in Azkaban as your punishment."
"I didn't do any of those things. I didn't get a trial, Crouch. How am I guilty?" Sirius demanded from the prisoner's box.
"You do not have the power to question my authority," Crouch roared. "Take the prisoner away." The last sentence was directed to a pair of dementors. As ht e dementors took Sirius away, he was still and quiet. All of a sudden, he jerked up and turned his head towards a young, pretty black headed witch sitting in the spectator section of the court. He silently mouthed "I love you" to her as the dementors dragged him out of court. Everything went pitch black. Reena awoke with a sudden jolt. Pieces of parchment flew off the bed as she tried to recollect what had happened. The nightmare had felt so real. The nightmare, in fact, was real, although it was an old memory. This exact nightmare/memory had plagued Reena for years. This time though, Reena was puzzled to why she had the nightmare. She hadn't been thinking of the past for months, which was the reason the nightmare usually occurred. The nightmare was painful and Reena thought distracting herself would be a good way to forget about it.
The afternoon of playing tea party with her nieces dissolved into the evening. After a full afternoon of shopping and visiting friends without the complaints of her daughters rejuvenated Laura. Steve had a good day at work and was in a cheerful mood at home. Jen and Kate were energetic and giggly after spending the day with their fantastic (and only) aunt.
Reena could not shake off the feeling that the nightmare had given her. The nightmare had been haunting her since she had woken up. However, Reena did not want to alarm her brother and his wife and ruin the happy atmosphere, so she masked her feelings with a smile and occasional laughs. After the meal and dessert, Reena excused herself and went out for a walk.
"Why do you want to go out now?" Steven asked his sister as she stood up. "The Quidditch match begins in one half hour." To Steven, one of life's great tragedies was not being able to catch the whole broadcast of a match.
"I need some fresh air," Reena answered.
"Take your wand with you. You never know what you'll encounter and you don't want to be unarmed," Steven warned.
"I know, I always take my wand with me," Reena replied as she walked out the door. She wondered if her brother realized she was 33 and not 5 years old.
The night was quiet and still, and Reena enjoyed it immensely. It was never this quiet in London she thought to herself as she walked through the residential quarter of Hogsmeade. The village awakened 2 strong emotions in Reena. One was a feeling of coming home. Although she had spent the better part of 16 years in London, Hogsmeade seemed like another home because her last living relative resided here. The second emotion was of profound sadness. She had lived here with her brother for two months after suffering an emotional breakdown. Those tow months were some that she would have like to have forgotten completely.
A rustle in some shrubs interrupted Reena's thoughts. A large black dog walked out of the shrubs. Reena recognized it as the dog she had given the sandwiches to in the afternoon. Reena froze on the spot. Although the dog had not harmed her in the afternoon, she was still intimidated by the its size. Large animals had always scared the petite witch.
The black dog walked towards Reena and stopped when it was only a few feet from her. Reena looked into the dog's eyes and saw something very familiar in them. The dog gave Reena a pleading look and she understood his hunger.
"I'm not great at conjuring food. The only food item I can conjure really well are chicken sandwiches," Reena told the dog in all honesty.
With a small pop a chicken sandwich appeared in Reena's hand. She put the sandwiched had out towards the dog. The dog came closer towards Reena and gently removed the sandwich from her hand.
Reena continued her walk and the dog started to walk alongside her. At first, Reena was a little scared of the huge dog, but she soon felt a connection with him. Reena started to talk to the dog, although she felt silly talking to a creature that could not answer or respond to her.
"I wish I could take you home, but my flat in London is very small. I would take you back to Steve's place, but the girls may not like you. I think you might scare them and Laura might not be happy with an animal in the house. She might think that you'd eat her owl. I can only give you some food right now" she explained to the dog.
The rest of the walk was relatively quiet. As Reena walked to towards 385 Camelot Avenue, the dog stopped, as though he was dropping Reena off. Reena thought that this was strange behavior for a dog, but she decided not to analyze the way a dog should act.
"Back so soon?" Steve pretended to ask his sister as she entered the house.
"It was a beautiful night. Did I miss anything around here?"
"No. Only the girls have gone to sleep and the Quidditch match is almost over."
"It's only 9:30. How did you get the girls to go sleep so early? They were loaded with sugar and energy from the extended nap."
"Basic sleeping potion" Laura said as she entered the room, "They were going to be up all night. Did you finish your work?" The question was directed to Reena.
"Yeah. It's all done. I can relax now"
"Listen to the rest of the match," Steve commanded his little sister. "You need to catch up on Quidditch. Jen was disappointed that you hadn't been following the season."
"I thought that the summer was the off season"
"Not in America. This game is between the Salem Snapdragons and the New Orleans Cajuns. Listen to the game and see if you can redeem yourself to Jen."