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Fate.
They all stayed in silence for a while, Sirius still hugging Harry tightly. Ron and Hermione had moved into the room, acting like the two concerned friends so Sirius didn't suspect anything. Finally, Harry pushed away and shakily smiled at his godfather, feeling a bit guilty at the concerned gaze the other man shot him. Sirius brushed some hair out of his sweaty forehead. "What happened, Harry? Are you alright?"
The boy nodded lightly, and looked down. "I'm fine, Sirius." The man frowned at him darkly, clearly indicating he didn't believe a word of it. "Really I am, I just had a nightmare, you get used to them after a while."
"What was the nightmare about?"
Harry looked up at his friends, a slightly panicked look in his eyes. He knew by the tone of voice his godfather had used that he wouldn't let the matter go, but what was he supposed to say? He certainly had had his share of nightmares, but they were mostly about Voldemort and he didn't want to tell Sirius about them.
Phoenix came to his rescue. "Was it about that day, Harry?"
Dragon looked a tad bit confused at her, but then she saw her hand wrapped lightly about her wrist. He frowned, he didn't want to get into that matter again, but there wasn't much of a choice, he had to give Sirius an answer.
Harry looked down, his long bangs covering his eyes, in a soft voice he said, "please, Phoenix, don't bring it up."
Sirius looked confused between the two, Ron, having caught on to what his best friends were trying to do, turned to look out of the window, wondering if it really was worth it. "They are talking about Christmas."
Hermione, who was the only one looking at Sirius at the moment, saw him grow pale. She hated doing this, but it would not only help in getting them out of trouble, it would also help Sirius accept what had happened. Ignoring that they had tried to kill themselves would only bring more problems later on. She knew it very well, or they wouldn't have reached the point of suicide. Shaking her head, she looked on as Sirius stiffly stood up. "Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, get dressed."
And without another word the man walked out of the room. The three teens stayed where they were for a moment. Dragon looked up, a deep sadness in his eyes. "Was that necessary, Phoenix? We could have thought about something else."
The girl sighed and sat down lightly on the bed. "He has to deal with it, Dragon. How can you go live with him if he can't accept the fact that you have problems? It will not only be uncomfortable, but it could turn out to be dangerous, you know it as good as I do."
Harry nodded regretfully. "I know, he has to learn what to expect when we have a bad day."
Ron sat down with his two best friends. "And it's better for everyone if he learns it while you're still living here, where Professor Villjé or the two of us can help him."
Harry sighed and lay back down on the bed. "I know. Do you think we should stay up here for a while, to allow him to compose himself?"
Griffin shrugged lightly. "That's a good idea, but we might as well get dressed, just in case he calls us down."
The other two teens nodded and Hermione left the room with Ron. Harry got dressed in some warm, grey sports clothes. Knowing he wouldn't probably be allowed to leave the house, there was no sense in dressing up. Once he was finished and had cleaned up his room, he sat down in his chair, wondering what would happen. Ron had never been wrong on his premonitions, and sadly, Dragon doubted he would be wrong this time.
A soft sound made him look up. In a corner of his room, between the desk and the wall sat the snake Ron had given him for Christmas. At first he had been too upset to pay him much attention, but luckily Hermione had taken care of his new pet and given it back to him after a few days. Harry had not had much trouble with it, since it slept most of the time, but it seemed that Slith was wide-awake now. Dragon sighed and standing up, moved to the container where the snake slept.
"Hello little friend."
"Hello, how long have I been asssleep?"
Raising an eyebrow, Harry answered. "About five daysss, why?"
"Jussst wondering why you're here. It'sss light outside, you ssshould be in ssschool."
Harry smiled softly. "Yesss I ssshould, but Professsor Villjé forbade it, Doc sssaysss we're ssstresssed out."
The snake slithered up his arm and settled around his neck. "And he'sss probably right."
Harry pouted at him. "On whossse ssside are you?"
Slith pulled his tong out in amusement. "On yoursss, that'sss why I agree with them."
Dragon rolled his eyes. "You're weird."
"Ssso you tell me often enough."
Before Harry could reply, Sirius called them from downstairs. "Harry, Ron, Hermione! Breakfast is ready!"
Harry calmly walked out of the room after having put Slith back in his container. He met up with his friends on the stairs and after having shared a silent look they walked downstairs.
Sirius was sitting in one of the kitchen chairs, reading the newspaper. Harry looked at him intently, but besides the pale look of his skin, nothing else seemed to indicate that anything was wrong. The man looked up at them when they came in and smiled slightly. "There you are, I was starting to think you had decided to stay up there all day."
The three teens smiled at him, even if Griffin thought that wasn't a bad idea. They quickly apologised for taking so long and sat down in front of their plates while Sirius returned to his newspaper.
Harry noticed the man wasn't eating anything. "Sirius? Aren't you going to have breakfast?"
Without looking up, the man answered his godson. "I had breakfast earlier today with Daleila."
Harry looked at him hesitantly, not really sure if he believed that, but a warning look on Phoenixe's face made him drop the matter. She was right, there was no sense in forcing the situation right now.
After breakfast, the teens went into the living room with Sirius, since he wanted to keep an eye on them. Dragon suspected it had something to do with all the books that were in their rooms and that another of the rules Daleila had set up was a limited time for studying, which at times was even more annoying than the forced bed-rest.
The four of them were playing a muggle game Hermione had brought down when Ron went very still. His bright eyes dulled, and he had a far-away look. Recognising the signs of a vision, Hermione and Harry held Sirius away, quietly explaining what was going on. The vision didn't last long. Abruptly, Ron's eyes came back to focus and he sharply stood up.
"About thirty death eaters, Greenings, get a move, Snape, Lupin and the others will not be able to hold them off for long."
To be continued.
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Fate.
They all stayed in silence for a while, Sirius still hugging Harry tightly. Ron and Hermione had moved into the room, acting like the two concerned friends so Sirius didn't suspect anything. Finally, Harry pushed away and shakily smiled at his godfather, feeling a bit guilty at the concerned gaze the other man shot him. Sirius brushed some hair out of his sweaty forehead. "What happened, Harry? Are you alright?"
The boy nodded lightly, and looked down. "I'm fine, Sirius." The man frowned at him darkly, clearly indicating he didn't believe a word of it. "Really I am, I just had a nightmare, you get used to them after a while."
"What was the nightmare about?"
Harry looked up at his friends, a slightly panicked look in his eyes. He knew by the tone of voice his godfather had used that he wouldn't let the matter go, but what was he supposed to say? He certainly had had his share of nightmares, but they were mostly about Voldemort and he didn't want to tell Sirius about them.
Phoenix came to his rescue. "Was it about that day, Harry?"
Dragon looked a tad bit confused at her, but then she saw her hand wrapped lightly about her wrist. He frowned, he didn't want to get into that matter again, but there wasn't much of a choice, he had to give Sirius an answer.
Harry looked down, his long bangs covering his eyes, in a soft voice he said, "please, Phoenix, don't bring it up."
Sirius looked confused between the two, Ron, having caught on to what his best friends were trying to do, turned to look out of the window, wondering if it really was worth it. "They are talking about Christmas."
Hermione, who was the only one looking at Sirius at the moment, saw him grow pale. She hated doing this, but it would not only help in getting them out of trouble, it would also help Sirius accept what had happened. Ignoring that they had tried to kill themselves would only bring more problems later on. She knew it very well, or they wouldn't have reached the point of suicide. Shaking her head, she looked on as Sirius stiffly stood up. "Breakfast will be ready in a few minutes, get dressed."
And without another word the man walked out of the room. The three teens stayed where they were for a moment. Dragon looked up, a deep sadness in his eyes. "Was that necessary, Phoenix? We could have thought about something else."
The girl sighed and sat down lightly on the bed. "He has to deal with it, Dragon. How can you go live with him if he can't accept the fact that you have problems? It will not only be uncomfortable, but it could turn out to be dangerous, you know it as good as I do."
Harry nodded regretfully. "I know, he has to learn what to expect when we have a bad day."
Ron sat down with his two best friends. "And it's better for everyone if he learns it while you're still living here, where Professor Villjé or the two of us can help him."
Harry sighed and lay back down on the bed. "I know. Do you think we should stay up here for a while, to allow him to compose himself?"
Griffin shrugged lightly. "That's a good idea, but we might as well get dressed, just in case he calls us down."
The other two teens nodded and Hermione left the room with Ron. Harry got dressed in some warm, grey sports clothes. Knowing he wouldn't probably be allowed to leave the house, there was no sense in dressing up. Once he was finished and had cleaned up his room, he sat down in his chair, wondering what would happen. Ron had never been wrong on his premonitions, and sadly, Dragon doubted he would be wrong this time.
A soft sound made him look up. In a corner of his room, between the desk and the wall sat the snake Ron had given him for Christmas. At first he had been too upset to pay him much attention, but luckily Hermione had taken care of his new pet and given it back to him after a few days. Harry had not had much trouble with it, since it slept most of the time, but it seemed that Slith was wide-awake now. Dragon sighed and standing up, moved to the container where the snake slept.
"Hello little friend."
"Hello, how long have I been asssleep?"
Raising an eyebrow, Harry answered. "About five daysss, why?"
"Jussst wondering why you're here. It'sss light outside, you ssshould be in ssschool."
Harry smiled softly. "Yesss I ssshould, but Professsor Villjé forbade it, Doc sssaysss we're ssstresssed out."
The snake slithered up his arm and settled around his neck. "And he'sss probably right."
Harry pouted at him. "On whossse ssside are you?"
Slith pulled his tong out in amusement. "On yoursss, that'sss why I agree with them."
Dragon rolled his eyes. "You're weird."
"Ssso you tell me often enough."
Before Harry could reply, Sirius called them from downstairs. "Harry, Ron, Hermione! Breakfast is ready!"
Harry calmly walked out of the room after having put Slith back in his container. He met up with his friends on the stairs and after having shared a silent look they walked downstairs.
Sirius was sitting in one of the kitchen chairs, reading the newspaper. Harry looked at him intently, but besides the pale look of his skin, nothing else seemed to indicate that anything was wrong. The man looked up at them when they came in and smiled slightly. "There you are, I was starting to think you had decided to stay up there all day."
The three teens smiled at him, even if Griffin thought that wasn't a bad idea. They quickly apologised for taking so long and sat down in front of their plates while Sirius returned to his newspaper.
Harry noticed the man wasn't eating anything. "Sirius? Aren't you going to have breakfast?"
Without looking up, the man answered his godson. "I had breakfast earlier today with Daleila."
Harry looked at him hesitantly, not really sure if he believed that, but a warning look on Phoenixe's face made him drop the matter. She was right, there was no sense in forcing the situation right now.
After breakfast, the teens went into the living room with Sirius, since he wanted to keep an eye on them. Dragon suspected it had something to do with all the books that were in their rooms and that another of the rules Daleila had set up was a limited time for studying, which at times was even more annoying than the forced bed-rest.
The four of them were playing a muggle game Hermione had brought down when Ron went very still. His bright eyes dulled, and he had a far-away look. Recognising the signs of a vision, Hermione and Harry held Sirius away, quietly explaining what was going on. The vision didn't last long. Abruptly, Ron's eyes came back to focus and he sharply stood up.
"About thirty death eaters, Greenings, get a move, Snape, Lupin and the others will not be able to hold them off for long."
To be continued.
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