On the Other Side of Reality
Chapter Six- Sweet Dreams
Disclaimer: I don't, for the last time, own Harry Potter, Sirius Black and the like.
A/N: I am so glad to continue this story. I had stopped because of a very depressing and sudden lack of confidence in my work (and love-life), but I'm proud to say that I'm over it. Your reviews have helped A LOT!
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We walked slowly across the field of tall grass towards the bright light through the back-door window. I unlocked the door, allowed Sirius.James to pass through, and closed the door behind me as I entered myself.
Once inside, I walked down the hallway to my linen closet where I found some blankets and a pillow. Re-entering the living room, I tossed them at Sirius, who held them as I turned the couch into a bed. The silence was discomforting. It was as if I had told him a secret that I shouldn't have. Even though I hadn't', I was afraid that the look we exchanged while riding Buckbeak gave him mixed signals. I KNEW he had felt something. The question was, was what he felt good.or bad?
I admitted to myself that I wasn't quite sure how I felt about him now. I thought that I was in love with him when he wasn't REAL to me. Now he was VERY real, and it intimidated me. I quickly wiped a tear from my eye before it had the chance to betray me.
When he saw that I was done with the couch, he started to lay down the sheets. It was interesting to think that Sirius Black still knew how to properly dress a bed. I watched him, arms crossed, until he was done.
"Well." I sighed, "See you in the morning." I turned abruptly to my room.
"Sweet dreams," I heard him call.
I didn't reply. The tears came more forcefully, and I couldn't hold them back. Everything that I had hoped for as I wrote my stories was coming true. The love that I prayed for was coming into light. And yet.. Did I really want it? Was I this afraid of my heart's longings? Was I beginning to fall in love with someone whom I wasn't sure I could be with forever? How could I ever tell him where I really came from?
The questions tortured me into a "sweet dreamless" sleep.
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I awoke to the feel of hot breath on my face, and I nearly screamed at the sight of a huge, ebony dog, staring into my eyes. I knew instantly his intention. I slipped out of my bed and changed into a hawk. I rode his back through the house and out the door, which he turned with a skillful paw.
I took flight, teasing him with my dives and diversions. I flew off a little way, indicating him to follow me. My heart danced at the thought of showing him what I was leading him to, down the cliff to the pod of whales. I knew all too well in my experience here by paper and ink that it was their mating night, and who better to celebrate with than the man of my dreams.literally.
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A/N I Promise to continue later! Please read what I've got so far!
Disclaimer: I don't, for the last time, own Harry Potter, Sirius Black and the like.
A/N: I am so glad to continue this story. I had stopped because of a very depressing and sudden lack of confidence in my work (and love-life), but I'm proud to say that I'm over it. Your reviews have helped A LOT!
*(~)*
We walked slowly across the field of tall grass towards the bright light through the back-door window. I unlocked the door, allowed Sirius.James to pass through, and closed the door behind me as I entered myself.
Once inside, I walked down the hallway to my linen closet where I found some blankets and a pillow. Re-entering the living room, I tossed them at Sirius, who held them as I turned the couch into a bed. The silence was discomforting. It was as if I had told him a secret that I shouldn't have. Even though I hadn't', I was afraid that the look we exchanged while riding Buckbeak gave him mixed signals. I KNEW he had felt something. The question was, was what he felt good.or bad?
I admitted to myself that I wasn't quite sure how I felt about him now. I thought that I was in love with him when he wasn't REAL to me. Now he was VERY real, and it intimidated me. I quickly wiped a tear from my eye before it had the chance to betray me.
When he saw that I was done with the couch, he started to lay down the sheets. It was interesting to think that Sirius Black still knew how to properly dress a bed. I watched him, arms crossed, until he was done.
"Well." I sighed, "See you in the morning." I turned abruptly to my room.
"Sweet dreams," I heard him call.
I didn't reply. The tears came more forcefully, and I couldn't hold them back. Everything that I had hoped for as I wrote my stories was coming true. The love that I prayed for was coming into light. And yet.. Did I really want it? Was I this afraid of my heart's longings? Was I beginning to fall in love with someone whom I wasn't sure I could be with forever? How could I ever tell him where I really came from?
The questions tortured me into a "sweet dreamless" sleep.
*(~)*
I awoke to the feel of hot breath on my face, and I nearly screamed at the sight of a huge, ebony dog, staring into my eyes. I knew instantly his intention. I slipped out of my bed and changed into a hawk. I rode his back through the house and out the door, which he turned with a skillful paw.
I took flight, teasing him with my dives and diversions. I flew off a little way, indicating him to follow me. My heart danced at the thought of showing him what I was leading him to, down the cliff to the pod of whales. I knew all too well in my experience here by paper and ink that it was their mating night, and who better to celebrate with than the man of my dreams.literally.
*(~)*
A/N I Promise to continue later! Please read what I've got so far!