Looking Glass
Harry lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, wondering why he had contacted Lupin the night before he hadn't really known what he had going to talk to him about; and then Snape walked in and spoiled it all. He always did that; if he hadn't had done something sooner maybe Sirius would still be alive, but then if he would have done something as well then maybe he would still be alive.
Harry shock his head he had to stop thinking like that blaming himself, he was sure that Sirius wouldn't want him to but, it was just there always in his mind that it was all his fault.
He sat up and swung his legs over the side of his bed, and looked up at his window. He could only see the sky the top of the tree in the back garden; it was probably still a better view then what Sirius had had when he was in Azkaban all those years...why, why hadn't he done something to help him more?
Harry grabbed hold of the mirror from his desk and held it tightly.
"Sirius? Where are you?" Harry asked staring at the mirror, he knew he wasn't going to answer him but it was the only thing he had left of his.
The mirror started to fade and a face slowly appeared, looking quite worried; but it wasn't Sirius' of course but Remus'.
"Harry are you alright?" Remus asked him concerned.
"What? Yes I'm fine." Harry said quickly, hoping that he looked it as well not wanting to worry him.
"Erm Harry...you just...well called for Sirius." Remus said carefully.
"Sorry." Harry whispered.
"You don't have to be sorry Harry." Remus told him. "I miss him as well...its worst I think this time then when I lost him the first time...then I could just hate him, not that I did...I...I blamed myself partly, and was angry with him as well..."
"But that was different, you thought that he had betrayed you all." Harry told him. "This is so much...he's really gone now."
"That's why it hurts more, because I feel as though I should have done more...to help...or to make up for not believing him for all those years." Remus told him.
Harry just stared at him for a moment taking in what he had just told him, realising they were both feeling guilty but for different reasons.
"He wouldn't hold it against you." Harry told him finally.
Remus smiled slightly at him. "Thank you Harry, you're right of course...and you as well, Sirius would never balm you for what happened that day...he thought to much of you, so you shouldn't balm yourself."
"I'm not blaming myself." Harry told him angrily, that he would even think that; because if he was thinking that then that would mean that he thought that it was Harry's fault.
"I'm sorry then for jumping to conclusions when I shouldn't have." Remus told him.
They both just sat there staring at each other not knowing what to do next, what was there to say now?
"Erm, Harry...last night when Severus interrupted us." Remus told him after a couple of minutes. "He seems to be having a few problems back home, so he'll be staying here as well."
"What?" Harry asked outraged, this was the last thing he wanted to hear now. He had lost Sirius, and now Snape was moving in instead; what else could possibly happen to him, then he thought that was a stupid question because anything really could happen. "I bet Sirius wouldn't have let him stay."
"Well Severus didn't really want to stay...and you're probably kind of right about Sirius not wanting him to stay." Remus told him. "But I'm sure that he wouldn't turn him away either, if he was in trouble."
Harry just looked moodily at him, he couldn't believe it he would have to put up with Snape from as next week; had to be in the same house as him, being at school was bad enough but at least there he didn't have to see him every day and every where he went but at the house there would be no escaping him.
"I...I don't want..." Harry tried to say, but he couldn't. Part of him didn't want to look childish in front of him; it wouldn't have matter as much in front of Sirius because he knew that he would have felt the same way about Snape living there with them. But with Lupin it was so much different; he was so different to Sirius.
"Harry, it'll be alright." Remus told him.
"How? How can all this be alright?" Harry demanded.
Torches suddenly lit up in the chamber as someone enter, they walked silently across the stone floor; she pushed back her hood as she stopped in front of the floor to ceiling mirror. She smiled slightly to herself as she took a deep breath, imagining the looks on the council faces if they knew what she was about to do.
The mirror shun in front of her, the frame was caved with dragons, wolves, stars, moons, and the sun.
"Mirror of old, mirror of new, mirror of worlds...show me...show me the world of which Sirius Black is." She ordered.
The mirror started to glow even brighter and breeze emitting from it, her dark purple cloak flowing behind her revealing knee boots underneath and ¾ trousers. Her hair blow back out of her face as she stepped forward, as the mirror came into focus. It stop showing her reflection and showed a jungle world.
"Wonderful." She said, and added a little brighter. "At least he's alive...hopefully he'll still be when I find him. Mirror of worlds, open your doors and let me through...open your doors to the world beyond the worlds for entrance into gateway of worlds."
A strong emitted from the mirror and a soft rain strayed through, she thought that it must be raining where ever this world was; she pulled the cloak around her as she walked through the mirror.
(A/N: sorry but I'll leave it there for now, I'll update as soon as I can hope you enjoyed the chapter; promise the next one will be longer.)
Harry lay in bed staring up at the ceiling, wondering why he had contacted Lupin the night before he hadn't really known what he had going to talk to him about; and then Snape walked in and spoiled it all. He always did that; if he hadn't had done something sooner maybe Sirius would still be alive, but then if he would have done something as well then maybe he would still be alive.
Harry shock his head he had to stop thinking like that blaming himself, he was sure that Sirius wouldn't want him to but, it was just there always in his mind that it was all his fault.
He sat up and swung his legs over the side of his bed, and looked up at his window. He could only see the sky the top of the tree in the back garden; it was probably still a better view then what Sirius had had when he was in Azkaban all those years...why, why hadn't he done something to help him more?
Harry grabbed hold of the mirror from his desk and held it tightly.
"Sirius? Where are you?" Harry asked staring at the mirror, he knew he wasn't going to answer him but it was the only thing he had left of his.
The mirror started to fade and a face slowly appeared, looking quite worried; but it wasn't Sirius' of course but Remus'.
"Harry are you alright?" Remus asked him concerned.
"What? Yes I'm fine." Harry said quickly, hoping that he looked it as well not wanting to worry him.
"Erm Harry...you just...well called for Sirius." Remus said carefully.
"Sorry." Harry whispered.
"You don't have to be sorry Harry." Remus told him. "I miss him as well...its worst I think this time then when I lost him the first time...then I could just hate him, not that I did...I...I blamed myself partly, and was angry with him as well..."
"But that was different, you thought that he had betrayed you all." Harry told him. "This is so much...he's really gone now."
"That's why it hurts more, because I feel as though I should have done more...to help...or to make up for not believing him for all those years." Remus told him.
Harry just stared at him for a moment taking in what he had just told him, realising they were both feeling guilty but for different reasons.
"He wouldn't hold it against you." Harry told him finally.
Remus smiled slightly at him. "Thank you Harry, you're right of course...and you as well, Sirius would never balm you for what happened that day...he thought to much of you, so you shouldn't balm yourself."
"I'm not blaming myself." Harry told him angrily, that he would even think that; because if he was thinking that then that would mean that he thought that it was Harry's fault.
"I'm sorry then for jumping to conclusions when I shouldn't have." Remus told him.
They both just sat there staring at each other not knowing what to do next, what was there to say now?
"Erm, Harry...last night when Severus interrupted us." Remus told him after a couple of minutes. "He seems to be having a few problems back home, so he'll be staying here as well."
"What?" Harry asked outraged, this was the last thing he wanted to hear now. He had lost Sirius, and now Snape was moving in instead; what else could possibly happen to him, then he thought that was a stupid question because anything really could happen. "I bet Sirius wouldn't have let him stay."
"Well Severus didn't really want to stay...and you're probably kind of right about Sirius not wanting him to stay." Remus told him. "But I'm sure that he wouldn't turn him away either, if he was in trouble."
Harry just looked moodily at him, he couldn't believe it he would have to put up with Snape from as next week; had to be in the same house as him, being at school was bad enough but at least there he didn't have to see him every day and every where he went but at the house there would be no escaping him.
"I...I don't want..." Harry tried to say, but he couldn't. Part of him didn't want to look childish in front of him; it wouldn't have matter as much in front of Sirius because he knew that he would have felt the same way about Snape living there with them. But with Lupin it was so much different; he was so different to Sirius.
"Harry, it'll be alright." Remus told him.
"How? How can all this be alright?" Harry demanded.
Torches suddenly lit up in the chamber as someone enter, they walked silently across the stone floor; she pushed back her hood as she stopped in front of the floor to ceiling mirror. She smiled slightly to herself as she took a deep breath, imagining the looks on the council faces if they knew what she was about to do.
The mirror shun in front of her, the frame was caved with dragons, wolves, stars, moons, and the sun.
"Mirror of old, mirror of new, mirror of worlds...show me...show me the world of which Sirius Black is." She ordered.
The mirror started to glow even brighter and breeze emitting from it, her dark purple cloak flowing behind her revealing knee boots underneath and ¾ trousers. Her hair blow back out of her face as she stepped forward, as the mirror came into focus. It stop showing her reflection and showed a jungle world.
"Wonderful." She said, and added a little brighter. "At least he's alive...hopefully he'll still be when I find him. Mirror of worlds, open your doors and let me through...open your doors to the world beyond the worlds for entrance into gateway of worlds."
A strong emitted from the mirror and a soft rain strayed through, she thought that it must be raining where ever this world was; she pulled the cloak around her as she walked through the mirror.
(A/N: sorry but I'll leave it there for now, I'll update as soon as I can hope you enjoyed the chapter; promise the next one will be longer.)