Chapter 4 - Dream
Disclaimer - All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
It had been a nice dream. At first I'd seen myself and then an owl. I remember pacing too. I remember Padfoot and a note. I can't seem to recall what the note said, but I had a nice warm feeling after reading it so It must have been from Remus. I also remember sleeping a lot, and boats. And water.
It was a nice dream, but nothing more.
The hard stone of the wall behind his head seemed to get colder at that moment, and Sirius noticed storm clouds gathering outside. Minutes later it began to rain and as usual, the ceiling leaked from an unknown source. He watched the grey water drops fall to their death on the hard floor of his dank cell. The wood plank he sat on creaked. He glanced at the big screws that held the strong metal chains to the Stonewall. Another droplet of water threatened to fall, and it hesitated a good five seconds before it did. The storm outside got loud and stronger as Sirius became weaker and weaker. He didn't remember eating recently. He turned his head to look at the dish that sat by his cell doorway. He never cared to eat the bread but he felt so.dead this time. He thought of eating some of it. He lazily thought of letting go, just dying because there was no hope. He had no hope. He drifted off to sleep once more, but not before he could here words crawl across his mind.
" Don't you dare give out on me."
Disclaimer - All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.
It had been a nice dream. At first I'd seen myself and then an owl. I remember pacing too. I remember Padfoot and a note. I can't seem to recall what the note said, but I had a nice warm feeling after reading it so It must have been from Remus. I also remember sleeping a lot, and boats. And water.
It was a nice dream, but nothing more.
The hard stone of the wall behind his head seemed to get colder at that moment, and Sirius noticed storm clouds gathering outside. Minutes later it began to rain and as usual, the ceiling leaked from an unknown source. He watched the grey water drops fall to their death on the hard floor of his dank cell. The wood plank he sat on creaked. He glanced at the big screws that held the strong metal chains to the Stonewall. Another droplet of water threatened to fall, and it hesitated a good five seconds before it did. The storm outside got loud and stronger as Sirius became weaker and weaker. He didn't remember eating recently. He turned his head to look at the dish that sat by his cell doorway. He never cared to eat the bread but he felt so.dead this time. He thought of eating some of it. He lazily thought of letting go, just dying because there was no hope. He had no hope. He drifted off to sleep once more, but not before he could here words crawl across his mind.
" Don't you dare give out on me."