Harry Potter and the Pit of Snakes

By: Three Spoil'd Anjelz

SilverFoot-Yeah, it's going to be a H/Hr fic, but it's not going to be really fluffy. And it'll get there eventually. And thanks for the review, I edited this chapter and reposted it up because of you!

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Sirius Lee Black

Good Father, Good Friend, Good Man

We Will Always Miss You

Harry just stared at the tombstone. He couldn't bare it. It was his entire fault that his godfather died. Just as he was about to turn around and walk away, but a hand grabbed his arm. He turned to face the one that prevented him from leaving and saw Hermione with unshed tears glistening in her brown eyes.

"It's o-okay," she said, trying to contain her sobs. "It's okay t-to cr-ry."

He couldn't.

"I can't stay here." He tried to brush the hand off him and failed. "You have no idea how it feels to lose somebody you love and everybody pretending they understand." And with that he started to walk off, but all of the sudden the pressure on his wrist tightened.

"Don't think you have me all figured out." Hermione spoke, letting go of his hand. "I'm not just the bookworm who thinks she knows everything."

With that, she took off.

"Gee, are you always a jackass, or only on special occasions?" The same girl from earlier came to his side and stared at the tombstone.

Harry stared dumbstruck at the girl who dared to intrude on his mourning. "I lost my godfather and you're scolding me?" he yelled.

She glared at him with such disgust that she reminded him of Mr. Malfoy looking at Dobby. "This thing isn't about you. It's about Sirius. You think he wants you to be this way?" She sighed and looked around. "If this is the way you treat your friends, then I don't see why everyone in the United States was in love with the famous Harry Potter, 'cause all I see is a depressed fool with a scar on his head." She hit him on the forehead and she disappeared again.

He couldn't have felt even more burdened than he was. He turned around and sat down on the bench, only a few feet away.

"You know she's right." Rosalyn startled him, and wrapped her arm around his shoulder. Her expressive blue eyes were sad as they landed upon Sirius' headstone.

"But, it's all my fault…" Harry said, trailing off, "she can't know how horrible it is to kill someone. First my parents, then my Godfather…"

"Things like these are meant for a reason," she started. "It's our job to be strong and still live on. But if you can't, then you are already dead." And then she stared at the tombstone and her eyes blackened, then returned to their normal blue color. She smiled mysteriously, but it was only a half-smile.

"Who was that girl?" he asked. "And why is she here?"

Her turned her gaze back to the green-eyed gentleman. "Skye Carpenter. She is Devon's, my other best friend besides your mother, niece, who is a friend of Sirius."

"What happened to her parents?" he asked, trying not to sound nosy, but his eyes gave it away.

"They died…" Her expression turned blank. Rosalyn didn't want to talk about it, he assumed.

"Can I ask you something about my parents?" Harry questioned again, trying not to get her cross. "When was it that my parents fell in love?"

"They always were." She smiled dreamily, like how Luna looked at Ron with her goofy smile. Her eyes changed to an almost airy sky blue color as she reminisced about happier days and lighter times and giddy first loves. "But Lily was always too stubborn to admit it."

"Oh…"

"Let's go inside Hogwarts now," the blonde-haired lady suggested, as she looked up. "It's going to rain soon." The sky was still blue and cloudless.

The day was bright, as if the world was joyous to be rid of Sirius. Harry smiled bitterly, though Roze was gazing at Remus, smiling her signature half-smile.

"Farewell," she murmured. She turned to Harry. "Have you ever been in love?" she asked softly, her blue eyes glittering sadly.

He shook his head.

"Soon you will," she said mysteriously, but he had gotten up to bid his final farewell to Sirius.

And with that the rain started to pour down.

"I know what you are going to say to me, if you were alive." He said to the plaque. "Live and love life.

"Thanks for teaching me. Bye." And he left with only looking back once.

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