To Hell And Back
Written by: Elven Warrior1
A/N: Ah yes. Chapter fourteen. Lovely stuff isn't it? Well, I guess I should start off with a big thank you to those of you who review and like my story. I do want to write a sequel once I'm done with this. Though, I'm guessing this story will be ended in the near chapters for the early or mid twenties. But thanks again, and I hope you enjoy!
Chapter Fourteen
***** I tried to ignore him the best I could. But blimey! Being so blunt into saying, you know, go off, and have him get you pregnate is just well, pushing it a bit. Ok, sure, I've fallen for Sirius Black, and apparently, he's fallen for me. But, I'm a just released criminal. Everything is happening all too fast.
And that's something,that I'm not going to let happen. It's just too soon. Way too soon.
But Lord, how can any woman resist him? Am I lucky? Or should I run away screaming?
*****
"Are you ok Charolette?" James asked after sometime, watching the girl with those concerned eyes once again. She stuttered her apology and made an excuse to leave.
Silently, she dissappeared into the house, and passed all the rooms without making a single creak in the floor. No one noticed her, and for that, she was thankfull. Now it was time to wallow in her mind, untill she can come up with some sort of solution to all of this. Tomorrow, she had to go to the Ministry, and start her job.
Once safely inside her room, with the door locked with sorcerery magic, she began to pace. Nothing could be more bothorsome than just getting out of Azkaban, and having being told that the man of her apparent dreams is practically throwing himself at her feet.
"Blimey, this isn't happening." She said to her stuffed animal dog. "This can't be happening." She sunk down into her desk chair. "But it is." Sighing, she picked up her quill, and put the end in her mouth, thinking hard. "Though, maybe this happening quickly is a good thing. I mean, it's down and out of the way. Ah, then that would force relationships into quick action, and then it's ruined from there."
"Oh calm down." Came a voice from the corner. Charolette's head whipped up to see her mirror, Epothy, speaking to her once again. Inside the mirror, was a handsome face of a man with black hair, black eyes and pericings of many sorts and places. Epothy was her brother, her twin.
"Oh, hello Epothy." Charolette said, sucking on her quill once again. "What brings you here? Aren't you dead?"
"Me? No. I'm one of the few of us that survived the attack from Voldemort."
"Voldemort did this?" The head nodded.
"Alas, yes he did. Didn't like the fact that we couldn't break you out of Azkaban. So he came in one night, Halloween to be precise, and killed off a lot of us. Only I, baby Jack, Benji, Carlah and Darlah, Gabon, Drake and Micah are the only ones that I know of that survived. It's hard to tell when a lot of bodies are laying around you. Can't seem to keep track."
"You still in that ruddy house?" Charolette asked, shocked beyond belife. The head nodded once again. "Why?"
"Old Moldyshorts placed some sort of spell with Morgana to lock us in. Something between Wizard Magic and Sorcerery. You're the only one that knows how to get rid of this 'inbetween force'." Epothy grinned stupidly, looking over what was supposidly his shoulder. "How have you been?" Charolette groaned.
"You know I've been in Azkaban for 5 and a half years. How the hell do you think I feel?"
"Well, yes, but now that you're out, how have you been?"
"It's only been a day Epothy." Charolette sighed in frustration. "And in a day, I find out things that I wished I didn't know. And in this very same day, I kill Morgana and the rest the followers that attacked me today. But in that very same day, I find out that Sirius Black has a obsessive love passion for me, and I don't know what to do." Epothy began to laugh, shaking his head. "Oh shut up Eppy."
"Don't call me 'Eppy'" He hissed. "Now, about Black. Don't rush into things. I mean, you're a convicted criminal, you killed Morgana, which means, the two most horrible people in the world have now been murdered. If Black loves you like your family does, and more, then give it time. If loves you, then he'll wait forever if he has too. Now, what else is on your mind? You're look very stressed."
"Ethridge Jones offered me a job at the Ministry. I'm now working with a team of Aurors, and I have to go in tomorrow morning to start. The thing is, I couldn't decline. I tried to explain to Jones what my thoughts were on this, and nope, he basically threw the position at me. If I didn't take it, the twins would be using one of their latest creations on me. Not to mention Potter Senior." The head laughed again.
"Charolette, think of it this way. You get out of prision, and now the Minister wants you to work for him. That's a good thing. But as I said about Black, give it some time, and get used to being back into the world. I think, maybe, to get me out of here, that you get your ass over to the house and get ME OUT OF HERE!" His voice rang throughout the house. And voices could be heard throughout, and footsteps followed the voices up the stairs.
***** If I decide to get Epothy out, he's in trouble anyway. Any louder, the Ministry would have heard, and they're a good 100 miles off. Yep, I heard correctly, Black is in the lead with Severus. Great. *****
"Charolette?!" Banging could be heard on the door, and it was loud. "Charolette are you alright?" It was Severus Snape.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said icily, glarring at her brother, who smirked. "just having a lovely chat with my brother. Nothing to be alarmed about. Now go away."
"No. Wait, how are you talking to your brother? They're dead?" Draco blurted out, tapping the door with his wand.
"Nope, some of them survived. Now, go away." Charolette growled, banging on the door once, but it was powerfull. "Now!"
"I don't think so." James said. His voice had turned into some dangerous muttering, and soon enough, Remus Lupin came within earshot, scolding the man. Then to Charolette's surprise, a hole the size of a large bulder broke through the walls and doors. Leaving a large, and very noticable hole. The midnight black haired girl rubbed her head where a large piece of debri hit her, shaking her head, and turning back to the mirror.
"How long have you been there, Epothy?" She asked the mirror, where the head inside was grinning stupidly and watching with intrest.
"Uh, 4 years." He said, looking behind him. Charolette laughed.
"Ah, you're curse came back and bit you in the butt Eppy." Charolette was lost in a sea of giggles. "4 years eh? Well, I guess I'll come by tomorrow durring my lunch hour. I would assume the stench of rotting corpses can't be too nice." She smirked.
"Unbearable." Epothy grinned back, winking. "Now, what time is lunch?"
"I have not a clue." She said, even more amused.
"WELL GET ONE!" Epothy roared, once again, heaving Charolette into a world of laughter. The group standing in the very large hole on the wall, watched with smiles on their face, but their eyes couldn't hide the confusion.
"O-kay." Harry said, looking back and forth from mirror to girl. "I don't even want to know."
A/N: Ah yes. Chapter fourteen. Lovely stuff isn't it? Well, I guess I should start off with a big thank you to those of you who review and like my story. I do want to write a sequel once I'm done with this. Though, I'm guessing this story will be ended in the near chapters for the early or mid twenties. But thanks again, and I hope you enjoy!
Chapter Fourteen
***** I tried to ignore him the best I could. But blimey! Being so blunt into saying, you know, go off, and have him get you pregnate is just well, pushing it a bit. Ok, sure, I've fallen for Sirius Black, and apparently, he's fallen for me. But, I'm a just released criminal. Everything is happening all too fast.
And that's something,that I'm not going to let happen. It's just too soon. Way too soon.
But Lord, how can any woman resist him? Am I lucky? Or should I run away screaming?
*****
"Are you ok Charolette?" James asked after sometime, watching the girl with those concerned eyes once again. She stuttered her apology and made an excuse to leave.
Silently, she dissappeared into the house, and passed all the rooms without making a single creak in the floor. No one noticed her, and for that, she was thankfull. Now it was time to wallow in her mind, untill she can come up with some sort of solution to all of this. Tomorrow, she had to go to the Ministry, and start her job.
Once safely inside her room, with the door locked with sorcerery magic, she began to pace. Nothing could be more bothorsome than just getting out of Azkaban, and having being told that the man of her apparent dreams is practically throwing himself at her feet.
"Blimey, this isn't happening." She said to her stuffed animal dog. "This can't be happening." She sunk down into her desk chair. "But it is." Sighing, she picked up her quill, and put the end in her mouth, thinking hard. "Though, maybe this happening quickly is a good thing. I mean, it's down and out of the way. Ah, then that would force relationships into quick action, and then it's ruined from there."
"Oh calm down." Came a voice from the corner. Charolette's head whipped up to see her mirror, Epothy, speaking to her once again. Inside the mirror, was a handsome face of a man with black hair, black eyes and pericings of many sorts and places. Epothy was her brother, her twin.
"Oh, hello Epothy." Charolette said, sucking on her quill once again. "What brings you here? Aren't you dead?"
"Me? No. I'm one of the few of us that survived the attack from Voldemort."
"Voldemort did this?" The head nodded.
"Alas, yes he did. Didn't like the fact that we couldn't break you out of Azkaban. So he came in one night, Halloween to be precise, and killed off a lot of us. Only I, baby Jack, Benji, Carlah and Darlah, Gabon, Drake and Micah are the only ones that I know of that survived. It's hard to tell when a lot of bodies are laying around you. Can't seem to keep track."
"You still in that ruddy house?" Charolette asked, shocked beyond belife. The head nodded once again. "Why?"
"Old Moldyshorts placed some sort of spell with Morgana to lock us in. Something between Wizard Magic and Sorcerery. You're the only one that knows how to get rid of this 'inbetween force'." Epothy grinned stupidly, looking over what was supposidly his shoulder. "How have you been?" Charolette groaned.
"You know I've been in Azkaban for 5 and a half years. How the hell do you think I feel?"
"Well, yes, but now that you're out, how have you been?"
"It's only been a day Epothy." Charolette sighed in frustration. "And in a day, I find out things that I wished I didn't know. And in this very same day, I kill Morgana and the rest the followers that attacked me today. But in that very same day, I find out that Sirius Black has a obsessive love passion for me, and I don't know what to do." Epothy began to laugh, shaking his head. "Oh shut up Eppy."
"Don't call me 'Eppy'" He hissed. "Now, about Black. Don't rush into things. I mean, you're a convicted criminal, you killed Morgana, which means, the two most horrible people in the world have now been murdered. If Black loves you like your family does, and more, then give it time. If loves you, then he'll wait forever if he has too. Now, what else is on your mind? You're look very stressed."
"Ethridge Jones offered me a job at the Ministry. I'm now working with a team of Aurors, and I have to go in tomorrow morning to start. The thing is, I couldn't decline. I tried to explain to Jones what my thoughts were on this, and nope, he basically threw the position at me. If I didn't take it, the twins would be using one of their latest creations on me. Not to mention Potter Senior." The head laughed again.
"Charolette, think of it this way. You get out of prision, and now the Minister wants you to work for him. That's a good thing. But as I said about Black, give it some time, and get used to being back into the world. I think, maybe, to get me out of here, that you get your ass over to the house and get ME OUT OF HERE!" His voice rang throughout the house. And voices could be heard throughout, and footsteps followed the voices up the stairs.
***** If I decide to get Epothy out, he's in trouble anyway. Any louder, the Ministry would have heard, and they're a good 100 miles off. Yep, I heard correctly, Black is in the lead with Severus. Great. *****
"Charolette?!" Banging could be heard on the door, and it was loud. "Charolette are you alright?" It was Severus Snape.
"Yes, I'm fine." She said icily, glarring at her brother, who smirked. "just having a lovely chat with my brother. Nothing to be alarmed about. Now go away."
"No. Wait, how are you talking to your brother? They're dead?" Draco blurted out, tapping the door with his wand.
"Nope, some of them survived. Now, go away." Charolette growled, banging on the door once, but it was powerfull. "Now!"
"I don't think so." James said. His voice had turned into some dangerous muttering, and soon enough, Remus Lupin came within earshot, scolding the man. Then to Charolette's surprise, a hole the size of a large bulder broke through the walls and doors. Leaving a large, and very noticable hole. The midnight black haired girl rubbed her head where a large piece of debri hit her, shaking her head, and turning back to the mirror.
"How long have you been there, Epothy?" She asked the mirror, where the head inside was grinning stupidly and watching with intrest.
"Uh, 4 years." He said, looking behind him. Charolette laughed.
"Ah, you're curse came back and bit you in the butt Eppy." Charolette was lost in a sea of giggles. "4 years eh? Well, I guess I'll come by tomorrow durring my lunch hour. I would assume the stench of rotting corpses can't be too nice." She smirked.
"Unbearable." Epothy grinned back, winking. "Now, what time is lunch?"
"I have not a clue." She said, even more amused.
"WELL GET ONE!" Epothy roared, once again, heaving Charolette into a world of laughter. The group standing in the very large hole on the wall, watched with smiles on their face, but their eyes couldn't hide the confusion.
"O-kay." Harry said, looking back and forth from mirror to girl. "I don't even want to know."