A/N: From now on, all chapters will be based on a song, a different song
for a different chapter (it helps express emotions), if you have any
suggestions do not hesitate(sp?) to let me know, thank you.
THANK YOU: FlamingArrow a.k.a. Ginny Weasley and MidnightPrincess
Disclaimer: (forgot it last time) If I owned any of this I wouldn't even know about this website. I'd be in Jamaica with cornrows in my hair, chillin' it! By the way, the character of Nadia is based on me, but I'm not old.
Chapter three: Slipped Away (I just got the new Avril Lavigne cd) "J-james died."Sirius said, flatly, it ws clear that he, like Harry, was trying not to put emotion in his words. "About two months after we heard news of the explosion," he fell silent.
"How?" she asked in a cold, shaky voice.
"Voldemort." he answered, shortly
"He's gone." she said in the same cold voice.
"Because of Harry," he launched into the story, when he finished, Nadia just stared at him with blank eyes.
"And Lily?"
Na na, na na na, na na I miss you, miss you so bad I don't forget you, oh it's so sad I hope you can hear me I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away Was the day I found it won't be the same Ooooh
Sirius bowed his head, letting Nadia know she died the same way. "So you're telling me, that man, i-i-in there," she shifted around in her chair, and pointed out of the kitchen door into the living room, "Defeated Voldemort . . .but James and Lily didn't stand a chance, even so . . . You haven't explained, how or why he was there." said Nadia. Nadia had a habit of tuning out things; when she was after an answer, that was all she was going to hear, anything else said, wouldn't process through her mind.
"He's their son, your second cousin, Nadia. The reason no one bothered trying to contact you was because, well . . ." he trailed off.
"Because you thought I was dead!" she finished for him in a angry snap. She wasn't angry, but she was venting her frustration, and Sirius knew that. "You didn't think I could survive that fire! Well, I've got news for you:"by now she was on her feet, "I did, I'm here ain't I? I didn't have my wand, it burned, but me and three other people survived, had to live off berries for two weeks but we managed it!" she plopped back down in her seat (childish word, I know). "I never got a chance to say 'good-bye'" she whispered, more to herself, than Sirius. Tears started running down her cheeks, Sirius wrapped his arms around her.
Na na la la la na na I didn't get around to kiss you Goodbye on the hand I wish that I could see you again I know that I can't Ooooo
"S-s-so, you have custody of Harry?" she asked.
"Well, I did. . .his eighteenth birthday is tomorrow, until then, I do."
"He knows who I am?" she said, in more of a question, than a statement.
"No. But I know he does need a motherly figure . . .besides Molly, I mean. She's good with him and all, but she doesn't yell or punish him, which is what he needs nine out of ten times." Sirius said, with his bark-like laughter.
"Well, I'm not the motherly-type," she answered.
"No, you're more of a Do-What-I-Tell-You-Or-Else type." Nadia couldn't help but smile.
I had my wake up Won't you wake up I keep asking why And I can't take it It wasn't fake It happened, you passed by
Now your gone, now your gone There you go, there you go Somewhere I can't bring you back Now your gone, now your gone There you go, there you go, Somewhere your not coming back
"Who's gonna tell him?" she asked
"You."
"No.NO!. Not me, I can't! I met him an hour ago." she said, franticly
"I don't care." said, Sirius, in a way that made Nadia laugh.
"What are you? Fifteen years old?"
"That's what I like to think," he ran his fingers through his hair, and propped his feet up on the table. "Get you're feet off the damn table!" she said, shoving his feet off, and getting up. "I going to go talk ta' Harry." without further ado, she waltzed out of the room.
THANK YOU: FlamingArrow a.k.a. Ginny Weasley and MidnightPrincess
Disclaimer: (forgot it last time) If I owned any of this I wouldn't even know about this website. I'd be in Jamaica with cornrows in my hair, chillin' it! By the way, the character of Nadia is based on me, but I'm not old.
Chapter three: Slipped Away (I just got the new Avril Lavigne cd) "J-james died."Sirius said, flatly, it ws clear that he, like Harry, was trying not to put emotion in his words. "About two months after we heard news of the explosion," he fell silent.
"How?" she asked in a cold, shaky voice.
"Voldemort." he answered, shortly
"He's gone." she said in the same cold voice.
"Because of Harry," he launched into the story, when he finished, Nadia just stared at him with blank eyes.
"And Lily?"
Na na, na na na, na na I miss you, miss you so bad I don't forget you, oh it's so sad I hope you can hear me I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away Was the day I found it won't be the same Ooooh
Sirius bowed his head, letting Nadia know she died the same way. "So you're telling me, that man, i-i-in there," she shifted around in her chair, and pointed out of the kitchen door into the living room, "Defeated Voldemort . . .but James and Lily didn't stand a chance, even so . . . You haven't explained, how or why he was there." said Nadia. Nadia had a habit of tuning out things; when she was after an answer, that was all she was going to hear, anything else said, wouldn't process through her mind.
"He's their son, your second cousin, Nadia. The reason no one bothered trying to contact you was because, well . . ." he trailed off.
"Because you thought I was dead!" she finished for him in a angry snap. She wasn't angry, but she was venting her frustration, and Sirius knew that. "You didn't think I could survive that fire! Well, I've got news for you:"by now she was on her feet, "I did, I'm here ain't I? I didn't have my wand, it burned, but me and three other people survived, had to live off berries for two weeks but we managed it!" she plopped back down in her seat (childish word, I know). "I never got a chance to say 'good-bye'" she whispered, more to herself, than Sirius. Tears started running down her cheeks, Sirius wrapped his arms around her.
Na na la la la na na I didn't get around to kiss you Goodbye on the hand I wish that I could see you again I know that I can't Ooooo
"S-s-so, you have custody of Harry?" she asked.
"Well, I did. . .his eighteenth birthday is tomorrow, until then, I do."
"He knows who I am?" she said, in more of a question, than a statement.
"No. But I know he does need a motherly figure . . .besides Molly, I mean. She's good with him and all, but she doesn't yell or punish him, which is what he needs nine out of ten times." Sirius said, with his bark-like laughter.
"Well, I'm not the motherly-type," she answered.
"No, you're more of a Do-What-I-Tell-You-Or-Else type." Nadia couldn't help but smile.
I had my wake up Won't you wake up I keep asking why And I can't take it It wasn't fake It happened, you passed by
Now your gone, now your gone There you go, there you go Somewhere I can't bring you back Now your gone, now your gone There you go, there you go, Somewhere your not coming back
"Who's gonna tell him?" she asked
"You."
"No.NO!. Not me, I can't! I met him an hour ago." she said, franticly
"I don't care." said, Sirius, in a way that made Nadia laugh.
"What are you? Fifteen years old?"
"That's what I like to think," he ran his fingers through his hair, and propped his feet up on the table. "Get you're feet off the damn table!" she said, shoving his feet off, and getting up. "I going to go talk ta' Harry." without further ado, she waltzed out of the room.