December 24—Liberi Fatali
Christmas Eve wasn't supposed to be filled with heartbreak. So why, on this supposedly merry and jolly day...was not merry or jolly at all?
"I'm so sorry, James." Sirius hugged his friend sympathetically.
"Knew it was coming, just didn't think she'd go so soon...and on Christmas Eve of all days." Tears streamed down James' face like a river. "I can't believe my grandma died... she seemed so.... I dunno..."
"I guess you have to leave then..." Remus' voice was small and could barely be heard.
"Yep." James wiped his nose on his sleeve. "You're father is taking me the Floo network in a couple of minutes."
"That soon?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah...Dad said Mum wasn't feeling too well with everything and needs me to be home as soon as possible."
Sirius and Remus looked at each other, questioning each other what they should do. "Before you go—"Sirius said before he shot upstairs, raven hair caught in the wind. He came back panting and handed James a small package wrapped in the Daily Prophet.
"I know, bad wrapping." Sirius managed to get out before dropping into a chair.
"Tradition with you though." James turned the package around in his hands. "Do I even want to know why it's dated three years ago?"
"Probably not."
James lip curled into a small smile. "Thanks, Padfoot." He saw Joseph waving from the next room telling him it was time to go. "Well..." James flipped around a couple of times in search for the auburn headed boy but he was no where to be found. He shrugged and waved Sirius goodbye.
"Tell him I said goodbye." James murmured and left with Joseph.
"Bye James." Sirius said belatedly.
"Where is he?" Remus returned slightly out of breath.
"Just missed him."
"What?!" Remus dashed from the room and out the front door.
Sirius watched from the window and saw Remus flag down the two men. When Remus caught up to them he handed James a gift, hugged him, and walked back to the house.
The door slammed.
"This is not the way I things are supposed to go. Not on the holidays."
The rest of the day was not how it was supposed to be either.
Christmas Eve wasn't supposed to be filled with heartbreak. So why, on this supposedly merry and jolly day...was not merry or jolly at all?
"I'm so sorry, James." Sirius hugged his friend sympathetically.
"Knew it was coming, just didn't think she'd go so soon...and on Christmas Eve of all days." Tears streamed down James' face like a river. "I can't believe my grandma died... she seemed so.... I dunno..."
"I guess you have to leave then..." Remus' voice was small and could barely be heard.
"Yep." James wiped his nose on his sleeve. "You're father is taking me the Floo network in a couple of minutes."
"That soon?" Sirius asked.
"Yeah...Dad said Mum wasn't feeling too well with everything and needs me to be home as soon as possible."
Sirius and Remus looked at each other, questioning each other what they should do. "Before you go—"Sirius said before he shot upstairs, raven hair caught in the wind. He came back panting and handed James a small package wrapped in the Daily Prophet.
"I know, bad wrapping." Sirius managed to get out before dropping into a chair.
"Tradition with you though." James turned the package around in his hands. "Do I even want to know why it's dated three years ago?"
"Probably not."
James lip curled into a small smile. "Thanks, Padfoot." He saw Joseph waving from the next room telling him it was time to go. "Well..." James flipped around a couple of times in search for the auburn headed boy but he was no where to be found. He shrugged and waved Sirius goodbye.
"Tell him I said goodbye." James murmured and left with Joseph.
"Bye James." Sirius said belatedly.
"Where is he?" Remus returned slightly out of breath.
"Just missed him."
"What?!" Remus dashed from the room and out the front door.
Sirius watched from the window and saw Remus flag down the two men. When Remus caught up to them he handed James a gift, hugged him, and walked back to the house.
The door slammed.
"This is not the way I things are supposed to go. Not on the holidays."
The rest of the day was not how it was supposed to be either.