A/N: Argggggggg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Heavens no! Why in Merlin's name? School will begin quite soon. This is my last weekend till hell takes over. Six classes in one day! Oh well. Ce' la' Vie. This is just to warn you, inform you, to basically let you know that school will begin shortly. So, I will probably post once a week or once every two weeks. Anyways, hope u enjoy the chapter.
I don't own Harry Potter or any characters within J.K. Rowling's universe.
Previous Chapter:
Sirius and Remus parted in front of Sirius' grand house. Remus didn't wish to leave Sirius. And Sirius didn't wish to leave Remus. After a few soft kisses, they parted.
Sirius walked into his home and came face to face with a man who smelt like death. A man who was dressed entirely in black. A man whose eyes showed murder. A man who Sirius had never seen or dreamed to meet this close to ever again. Sirius' back tingled and he felt lightheaded. He cringed and wanted to run away but he couldn't. The man would not allow it.
Chapter 11: The Choice for GreatnessAs Sirius came face to face with a man that would forever remain in his life until he died at a very young age, he felt the aura as nothing but alarming. He desired to run away, back into the arms of his lover and friend.
"This is he? A bit nervous isn't he? The Blacks are not the nervous type, are they?"
Mrs. Black shook her head in response. The man did not turn around to see her response; he knew her answer was no.
The mans eyes focused entirely on Sirius who was quite flushed from his time with Remus.
Sirius hair was messed from Remus' touchings and affectionate grabs. Sirius clothes were a bit ruffled as well.
"Boy, do you fear me?" The eyes of the unnamed man intensified.
"I fear no one!" Sirius said firmly, though even he did not believe his own words.
"No one ay? Well, you may be perfect than." The man's eyes were the blackest black Sirius had ever seen. Blacker than the nights after a violent storm, blacker than ink or ravens wings. Blacker than anything living or dead.
"Who are you?" Sirius asked, voice becoming less afraid as the man didn't seem likely to attack him or his mother.
"Curious lad? Ay, as was I. I learned to control that feeling. You must to gain all power. But you are young, and you will learn quickly. My name, dear boy was Tom Riddle. But I have a new name. A new name only loyal followers may address me as. Will you be a loyal follower?"
Now, the mans eyes which were blacker than all of hell when darkness fell, and cooled the embers- the eyes of 'Tom Riddle' lighten slightly. Not to human character, but to the understanding of a leader giving someone a chance.
"A follower? What are you in need of?" Sirius asked, now quite curios. He knew there were many unexplained issues as a child, and now as a young man- something his mother never discussed.
"Boy, has your mother not told you of your up bringing?" The voice growled.
"I..." Sirius tried to steal a glance from his mother, but he noticed she had gone. She had left him alone with the enraged man.
"Look at me! Focus solely on I. Now answer me!" The man's pitch rose.
"I don't know. I haven't been told much of anything."
The man began to ponder silently. He didn't look any more enraged or displeased.
"Very well, I shall pay you a visit tomorrow. I suggest you question your mother. She alone holds the answers I shall not tell you."
Sirius nodded, backed away from the door, and allowed the man to exit. The man did not graze the doorknob. The door opened instantly as he stepped up to it.
Sirius watched in awe as the man who brought darkness with him, left in a flash. Invisible he became as soon as the light of the outside made contact with his body. The light surrounding Sirius' home seemed to dim from the man's pure presence.
Sirius took in a deep breath, and shut the door lightly. He was slightly nervous and grateful the man had left so soon. However, his mother was still nowhere to be seen. He wondered where she had gone and why she had left him in such a frightening situation.
"Mother?" Sirius called.
Sirius searched the house: The large dining room, the grand kitchen, the swank living room, the bedroom of his mother and father, the three bathrooms that were within the large house, the pantry, the back yard... Until finally, when all hope was lost he entered his very bedroom to find his mother waiting for him, standing near the window, across from his bed.
"Mother?"
"Sirius, forgive me."
"For what?" Sirius walked to his mother, and she backed away as if Sirius was infectious.
"Sirius that man is the leader of our people. Not completely... not yet, but he will rule the world and all who follow in his tracts shall be rewarded."
Sirius was utterly confused, but he listened non-the less. He watched his mother, whom carried a beauty one had to search for to realize just how stunning she was, in some puzzling way.
She seemed content on staring out of her son's bedroom window. She didn't make eyes with her confused son once.
"That man, if you choose to follow his plans will grant you great things. If you follow him, and end your foolish, reckless nights of teenage nonsense, you will be given power. Power in forms that boggle the mind."
"Mother, is he a wizard as well?"
"He will be the most powerful wizard, and the most feared our people will come to know."
"And you wish me to join, his... to go along with whatever he asks of me?"
"Yes. Our family is of tradition, pure in all magical likeness. That mark on your body- he has binded you to him. Whether you join his army or not, he will own you. I suggest you join him Sirius. I suggest you grow up and become a true Black and live up to your name."
Mrs. Black left her son's bedroom. Sirius fell unto his bed and wondered what on earth his mother meant.
Sirius was still somewhat sleep deprived from his strange night with his werewolf boyfriend. He was thrilled he had not contracted the illness of becoming such a beast. Sirius felt extreme sorrow for Remus. However, his own sorrow invaded his mind.
'Join that man? Who the hell is he? Well, it doesn't really seem like I have choice.'
Sirius questioned his options some more and fell asleep after a few more minutes.
After a few hours of rest, Sirius awoke to find the darkness and great mystery of night. The night he longed for. The night that was far more alive than day. He longed to walk throughout the night, throughout the city, within the world he had come to wonder.
He heard the sound of owls, hooting wildly near his bedroom window. The strangeness he felt, and saw this night was astounding. He wondered deeply what his mother had meant, and what the man had meant as well.
'Join him?' Sirius thought. But he didn't want to join anyone. However the tone the man had, and the fear his mother's eyes expressed, gave him the sense that he should indeed follow instructions. He figured he should join the man for the sake of gaining something- power? He didn't understand what sort, but power is something all desire.
'I suppose I should obey.' Sirius thought.
Sirius glanced out the window of his bedroom and a large barn owl, containing many shades of brown flew into his bedroom. It dropped a roll of paper into his hands, and Sirius opened it. He had a feeling it was from—
Dear Sirius,
My mother told me this is how our people- that sounds so strange. This is the way wizards send letters- by owls. Anyways, I wanted to test it out. Hi Sirius! Miss you terribly. That sounds weak doesn't it? I just love our time together. I miss you when we're not together. Well, see you soon....
Sincerely yours,
Rem
Sirius could not help but grin. His body seemed to warm. He to felt deeply depressed when he was without his Remus. In fact, it was becoming such like an illness. It was more than love; it was as if they were soul mates, binded by some greater power. When they were apart they both began to feel incomplete. It was difficult to get along throughout the day, especially for Remus.
Sirius noticed the owl remaining within his room, almost as if he was waiting for something, waiting for Sirius? Sirius had the instinct to write something in return. He grabbed a sheet of paper from his desk table, besides his bed, and began to scribble messily, hoping this was indeed what the owl was remaining within his room for.
He wrote:
Dear Rem,
I miss you as well. Odd things are beginning to happen. I feel weak without you. I just seem to sleep and lay about when we are apart. I have a lot to tell you. It's strange isn't it? We've just been apart for a few hours. We will see each other soon. Tomorrow, my love.
Internally yours,
Sirius
The owl took Sirius' rolled note into its sharp claws and departed back through the window in which it came.
Sirius yawned, and climbed out through his window in which a large oak tree leaned against his escape and the side of his large mansion. He climbed out carefully, and straddled his way down the tree's trunk.
Sirius gazed up into the sky and observed the glow of the moon. It was white and snow colored. It looked absolutely promising to Sirius. As Sirius gazed into the night sky and watched the moon, his other self- the self-Sirius became when he was given solitude immerged. He smiled inwardly and thought of Remus and everything he needed to tell him. He needed to be with him again. To see his innocent face. To touch his soft skin, to tangle his limbs within the one he so deeply cherished.
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