DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters, so don't sue
me.
I usually don't put spoiler warnings on my fics, but since most people probably haven't finished OotP yet, I thought I should. So, here it goes: MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! Thank you, and enjoy the fic. ^_^ This fic is pretty much a eulogy that tells some of the feelings that most people felt during the death in OotP. And yes, I cried a little when I wrote it. It's supposed to be Harry and Remus delivering this fine little bit of angst, BTW. Sorry if it's a little confusing. ^_^;; Basically, Harry says something, then Remus does. This is supposed to be a eulogy at the character's funeral, hence the title.
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"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to say good-bye to a man who has touched all of our lives in some way. We are here to say good-bye to our dear friend Sirius Black. Sirius...was...was important to us all, in some way. He touched all of our lives in some...in some...in some way. To us, Sirius Black filled many roles, a co-conspirator, someone to talk to."
"A fellow marauder. A friend. Someone we cared about."
"Sometimes, a friend dies, and leave the rest of us behind missing him. Sometimes, when a friend dies, you question everything that comes afterward."
"You question yourself. You question the time you had with them. You ask yourself whether you could have done more."
"You wonder whether it was your fault."
"You feel alone."
"You feel as though no one understands. You ask who's fault the death was. Whether you should blame the one who killed him,"
"Yourself,"
"Or the one who could have done more."
"You want to bring him back."
"You want him to return."
"You feel as though he isn't gone..."
"As though he'd return any minute. As though he'll just walk into the room and apologize for making you worry so much."
"You may feel all those things. You may blame yourself. But you shouldn't."
"We are here to say good-bye to Sirius Black. Godfather, friend, and marauder. We are here to lay him to rest."
"We are here to pay our last respects."
"We are not here to ask the hows-"
"Or the whys-"
"Or anything in between."
"Just one purpose. Just one thing. To say farewell and good luck to Sirius Black."
"Padfoot."
"Snuffles."
"We are here to say farewell...and good luck."
"We'll miss you, Sirius. Nothing will ever be the same. Nothing. But it is time to move on with the future."
"This is your day. This is good-bye."
"Good-bye..."
"Good-bye..."
I usually don't put spoiler warnings on my fics, but since most people probably haven't finished OotP yet, I thought I should. So, here it goes: MAJOR SPOILERS AHEAD, READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION! Thank you, and enjoy the fic. ^_^ This fic is pretty much a eulogy that tells some of the feelings that most people felt during the death in OotP. And yes, I cried a little when I wrote it. It's supposed to be Harry and Remus delivering this fine little bit of angst, BTW. Sorry if it's a little confusing. ^_^;; Basically, Harry says something, then Remus does. This is supposed to be a eulogy at the character's funeral, hence the title.
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"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to say good-bye to a man who has touched all of our lives in some way. We are here to say good-bye to our dear friend Sirius Black. Sirius...was...was important to us all, in some way. He touched all of our lives in some...in some...in some way. To us, Sirius Black filled many roles, a co-conspirator, someone to talk to."
"A fellow marauder. A friend. Someone we cared about."
"Sometimes, a friend dies, and leave the rest of us behind missing him. Sometimes, when a friend dies, you question everything that comes afterward."
"You question yourself. You question the time you had with them. You ask yourself whether you could have done more."
"You wonder whether it was your fault."
"You feel alone."
"You feel as though no one understands. You ask who's fault the death was. Whether you should blame the one who killed him,"
"Yourself,"
"Or the one who could have done more."
"You want to bring him back."
"You want him to return."
"You feel as though he isn't gone..."
"As though he'd return any minute. As though he'll just walk into the room and apologize for making you worry so much."
"You may feel all those things. You may blame yourself. But you shouldn't."
"We are here to say good-bye to Sirius Black. Godfather, friend, and marauder. We are here to lay him to rest."
"We are here to pay our last respects."
"We are not here to ask the hows-"
"Or the whys-"
"Or anything in between."
"Just one purpose. Just one thing. To say farewell and good luck to Sirius Black."
"Padfoot."
"Snuffles."
"We are here to say farewell...and good luck."
"We'll miss you, Sirius. Nothing will ever be the same. Nothing. But it is time to move on with the future."
"This is your day. This is good-bye."
"Good-bye..."
"Good-bye..."
