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Sirius
Lily's here. I guess I'm glad. I mean, for James. If he - oh, God. IWhen/I he comes back. Because, you know, he's liked her for years now and maybe she's stopped hating him.
I cried. I cried and she cried with me. And I'm not embarrassed, either, it was just sort of. . .right. Because she really does like him, a lot, I guess, even if she only realized it now, and she understood. Understands.
I'm still holding his wand; I can't seem to let go of it. It's as if it's a connection between us.
Dumbledore did something odd. A spell, I guess. Priori - I wish I could remember it, but I can't. Anyway, it was supposed to show what the last spell James performed with it was.
It didn't work. Dumbledore went white when it failed, he turned and whispered something and his phoenix appeared. And then he sort of. . .nodded, and the phoenix disappeared again. I was standing by Mrs. Potter, and Dumbledore looked at us, his face was really grim and he looked awful. Remus looked up from where he was watching Lily and Mr. Potter, and Dumbledore said, "Tom." To himself, I think, but Mr. Potter stood up so fast his chair fell over and Mrs. Potter started to cry again. I looked at Remus, but he was just as confused as I was.
Then he disappeared. Dumbledore, I mean, and then. . . there was a flash of gold and scarlet when he did, and the phoenix came back and sang, just a few notes, but we all relaxed and Mrs. Potter stopped crying.
Dumbledore came back almost an hour later, looking exhausted and pale, shaking his head. The phoenix - I think he called it Fawkes, which under other circumstances would have amused me - fluttered to his shoulder and sang again, and it was as if a weight had been lifted, Dumbledore looked better, although not too much.
Then he motioned me forward, looking extremely odd, and without a word I knew what he wanted me to do. I grabbed onto the phoenix's tail feathers, and he did too, and the last thing I remember was seeing Remus look up again from sitting next to Lily. I think he said my name, but there was a rushing in my ears and a swirl over my eyes, and everything vanished to red, and then black.
Sirius
Lily's here. I guess I'm glad. I mean, for James. If he - oh, God. IWhen/I he comes back. Because, you know, he's liked her for years now and maybe she's stopped hating him.
I cried. I cried and she cried with me. And I'm not embarrassed, either, it was just sort of. . .right. Because she really does like him, a lot, I guess, even if she only realized it now, and she understood. Understands.
I'm still holding his wand; I can't seem to let go of it. It's as if it's a connection between us.
Dumbledore did something odd. A spell, I guess. Priori - I wish I could remember it, but I can't. Anyway, it was supposed to show what the last spell James performed with it was.
It didn't work. Dumbledore went white when it failed, he turned and whispered something and his phoenix appeared. And then he sort of. . .nodded, and the phoenix disappeared again. I was standing by Mrs. Potter, and Dumbledore looked at us, his face was really grim and he looked awful. Remus looked up from where he was watching Lily and Mr. Potter, and Dumbledore said, "Tom." To himself, I think, but Mr. Potter stood up so fast his chair fell over and Mrs. Potter started to cry again. I looked at Remus, but he was just as confused as I was.
Then he disappeared. Dumbledore, I mean, and then. . . there was a flash of gold and scarlet when he did, and the phoenix came back and sang, just a few notes, but we all relaxed and Mrs. Potter stopped crying.
Dumbledore came back almost an hour later, looking exhausted and pale, shaking his head. The phoenix - I think he called it Fawkes, which under other circumstances would have amused me - fluttered to his shoulder and sang again, and it was as if a weight had been lifted, Dumbledore looked better, although not too much.
Then he motioned me forward, looking extremely odd, and without a word I knew what he wanted me to do. I grabbed onto the phoenix's tail feathers, and he did too, and the last thing I remember was seeing Remus look up again from sitting next to Lily. I think he said my name, but there was a rushing in my ears and a swirl over my eyes, and everything vanished to red, and then black.
