The Longing
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Opening Comments: Well, here it is, another chapter. Hope you enjoy! Don't forget to R&R!
Chapter Seven: The Will and the Plan Begins"His will?" Harry asked aloud.
"Yes, Harry. Sirius left a will. I know this is going to be hard on you, but we've all just got to get this out of the way. It will help with the healing process."
"I understand, sir."
"Very well. Here it is."
Dumbledore sat on the table a round red orb of some kind. He pulled out his wand and muttered something inaudible to Harry. Not that it mattered, though. Nothing happened. Remus looked slightly amused, though it did not hide the evident pain in his face.
"Albus, Sirius was no ordinary man. And he certainly wasn't very trusting, especially after the whole Pettigrew incident. Let me try."
"As you wish, Remus. I guess I should have known that he would make it more difficult to get in to."
"I solemnly swear that Peter Pettigrew is a filthy git and a traitor," said Remus to the orb, with probably more conviction than was needed. As though on cue, a golden smoke began to swirl from the orb and took shape. It was Sirius.
"I knew you would figure this out, Moony. You always were brilliant. Of course, if you are hearing this, it means that I am no longer with you. I probably, at least I hope, that I died fighting. I suppose it is time to go through the process of handing out my assets. First, to my best friend, Remus, I leave you all the books and such that belonged to the Marauders. I also want you to take on a great responsibility for me. I want you to take on my guardianship of Harry. I want you to be his godfather now. You both need each other. On to my good cousin, Tonks. I leave you all the things that are in the basement. I know you know what I am talking about. To my favorite family, the Weasleys. Arthur, Molly, I know you hate charity, but this isn't it. Think of it as child support. You have looked after Harry for so long, and I don't doubt that you will continue to do so. I want you and your family to have one of the Black vaults. Albus will provide you with the key. Moody, there are a lot of things in another one of the family vaults that I am sure you will find most interesting. I leave that vault to you. Albus, you are a great man. I leave you the collection of books in the main library of Headquarters. The next inheritor will come as a shock, I know. The next on my list is Severus Snape. I know we never got along. In fact, we hated each other. But to you, Severus, I leave another one of the family vaults. You'll see what is in it when you open it. Finally, I come to my godson, Harry. Harry, I am going to miss you. I know you must being dealing very hardly with my death, but please don't. I will always be watching over you. Harry, I leave everything else to you. This includes: the rest of the vaults in my ownership, the house and all that is in it, and my other motorbike. Harry, a blueprint of the house is in a drawer in my room. I'm sure you will find it interesting. I do have one request. Please, take care of Remus. You two need each other. That's everything, everyone. Take care of each other, and get rid of Voldemort. Goodbye." Sirius' form disappeared in the golden mist.
Harry felt an extreme sadness. It was great what Sirius had left him, but what he really wanted, more than anything in the entire world, was to have his godfather back. Harry sighed and stood to his feet.
Looking around the room, Harry saw all the people. Remus had tears in his eyes, as did Dumbledore and Arthur Weasley. Snape looked like he was on the verge of shock. Moody's scarred face was unreadable. Harry couldn't take it anymore. He ran out of the kitchen and up to his room. He threw himself on the bed and cried.
The tears soon ran dry, though. Once again, Harry was filled with a terrible rage that coursed through his entire being. Hyped on the energy the rage gave him, he picked up Sirius' guitar and began to play.
I could be mean, I could be angry
You know I could be just like you
I could be fake, I could be stupid
You know I could be just like you
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
I could be cold, I could be ruthless
You know I could be just like you
I could be weak, I could be senseless
You know I could be just like you
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
On my own cause I can't stand livin' with you
I'm alone, so I won't turn out like you want me to
You thought you were standing beside me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
You thought you were there to guide me
You were only in my way
You're wrong if you think that I'll be just like you
I could be mean, I could be angry
You know I could be just like you
(Lyrics By: 3 Days Grace)
After playing, Harry felt better. It was release to him. Now, his mind was clear enough to set on to the task at hand. It was time to begin planning.
Harry pulled out a sheet of parchment, his quill, and his ink and sat at the mahogany desk. He started writing a list of all the things he needed to do. It was time. It was time to put it all to an end. It was time for people to pay.
The-Boy-Who-Lived sat there for over an hour writing things down. After he finished his list, he still felt like writing, so he began writing the objectives and such of his plan. Those who might find it would know that they would be wrong to mess with him. He was an unwavering teenager. No one was going to be allowed to get in his way.
Closing Comments: That's the last chapter I have finished right now. I promise to work hard on the next one and get it up for you all. Please R&R!