Everlasting battle for live

by Kalinenaka

the title is mostly self-explanatory

2. Salt water south wind

Everlasting Battle For Live

Part II: Salt Water, South Wind

Written by: Kalinenaka

I woke up screaming tonight. Tears were flowing down my cheeks. And sweat covered my body.

I sat on my bed, knowing that I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night.

My back rested against the cold wall, and my head was resting on my knees.

I don't even know what I dreamed about, what happened in the nightmare. And I don't want to know it either.

I just sat there for a wile. Trying not to think. Trying to ignore my fear. But I couldn't.

I was still crying. It was then when I felt a chilly wind on my head I looked around.

The door was closed.

The wind kept blowing on my face, and through my hear. But the curtains of my small window didn't move either.

Where did the wind come from?

Maybe I was wrong, maybe the window wasn't closed, I stood up and walked to the window. I did notice that the wind kept surrounding me, but as I stood near the window the curtains still didn't move.

The window was closed..

With one hand I opened the curtain and I looked outside.

It's was dark there, but I could still see the fog of the day before.

My gaze went higher. I didn't see the moon I hated, but I did see the stars shining on this terrible evening.

The bright stars, the only thing in the night that didn't scare me so much.

I found myself lost in the sky, and soon I caught myself looking for a star I wished to be forgotten. I looked for the brightest star. The star that had the same name as my fallen friend. The star called Sirius.

Then I remembered my nightmare. I remembered every single detail. From every scary one until every sad one.

Long ago there was a time I loved Sirius Black, and now there is a time I hate Sirius Black.

But it is also a time I hate myself. For being how I was, and doing how I did.

If I only saw things sooner.

I could have known it was Sirius Black. I could have saved James and Lily. I could have stopped things. I could have changed it all...

If only I did..

But I didn't..

And it was all so obviously for me. The way he used to beat the Slytherins. The times he had to go somewhere, and I don't was aloud to know where he went.

And off course the times he got back from those so called meetings and he started beating me.

And I just took it all, I never hit him back. I couldn't hit him, and he knew that..

I loved him too much for that.

After he had beaten me, he always made me believe that it wasn't his meaning to do so.

He kept saying how much he regretted that he hurt me.

And that I must believe him. That he never would do it again. But he always did.

And I always did believe him after his apology.

I couldn't sleep of what he wanted me to believe..

He wanted me to believe him.

He wanted me to trust him.

And the nightmare I had was about his opinion of believing and trusting.

I once came to his cell in Azkaban. It took all of my strength not to hurt him. For what me did to me, and my friends.

And now I can't stop thinking of that moment. That moment that made me cry again.

I kept looking outside as I remembered every single detail of my nightmare.

It was in the second week of Sirius' arrival in Azkaban, but for me it seemed to happen at the same a day after he was captured..

It still shocks me if I'm thinking of him. Of what he then said to me..

I just was walking very slowly to the cell where Sirius Black was kept the last few days. So far I was told that he was the one who betrayed James and Lily Potter. It was him who killed Peter Pettigrew and thirteen muggles. But no one knew about us. Once we where lovers, but that's all over know.

The cell where Black is kept comes closer fast. But with every step I make, my mind spins roughly. All those times we spent together. All those times we shared together.

But I'm back on earth soon as we stop in front of Black's cell.

'I will leave you alone for a while now.' The minister says.

'If you need anything, just call me. I'm not far away.' Says another one who walked with us. Then he and the minister turn around, and walked away.

I watch through the cell bars, fearing what I might see.

Sirius sits with his back against the wall of his cell. His wrists are resting on his knees. I think he doesn't know I'm here. He just kept staring to his handcuffs.

'Moony, you came.' He suddenly says. 'Don't call me that ever.' I say back to him, but I regret I said that the same time.

He raises his head, and looks to me. There's a long and painful silence between us. I start dreaming again of how it was, and how it should be.

'Sorry.' He says so quiet I can barely hear it. Then he lowers his head, and start staring to his handcuffs again. Neither of us makes a move to say something.

'Sorry.' He says a few minutes later.

'You never felt sorry before, not now, not then.' I shot back to him.

'Your voice is cold Moony, I'm sorry.'

'Don't feel pity for me Black, because I don't feel pity for you.'

My temper is rising. He finally looks back to me. Emotions crossing his face; pain, regret, anger but mostly fear.

'I don't feel sorry that you are here. This is what you deserve, and more then that.' I continue.

Now there's only fear in his eyes. He stands up, and walks to me. He only stoppes a few inches from the bars.

'I'm sorry.' He says again. My temper is boiling dangerous.

'I'm sorry.' Again. 'For hurting you Moony.' A few seconds later.

He never left my eyes. I see that his blue eyes become watery.

'Moony?' He asks. I'm close to lose control. I look down to the ground, and close my eyes. I just wish this all hadn't happened. That it wasn't Sirius who betrayed James and Lily. But it must have been him.

'It's all your fault, it's all your fault.' I manage to say after a while.

I try heard to keep myself under control. I can feel my hole body shake.

'I am sorry Moony, you must know that.'

He says again. And that's it. That was the last bit I could take, or the wolf could take.

'Don't call me that, ever again. I am not your friend!' I yell at him.

In my furry I grapped the bars of the cell, he backed away. My hole body is shifting under pressure. 'I am not, do you hear me.. I am NOT!!!' I yell again.

Every word I had just spoken makes me scared of him, of myself, of him. I don't know it anymore.

I can see a tear creeping on his cheek.

I can't take it anymore, and I try to turn around.

'Moony, please stay..' He jumps to the cell door and grabbs my hands in his. He is begging me.

I look shoked by this. My eyes met his.

I don't know how to react, and Sirius seemed to know.

'Moony, all I wish was to say one thing.' He begins.

I feel a tear coming in my eyes.

'I don't know what you think of me now, but you must know that everything I felt for you was real. I did love you with all my heart. And I still do. Don't you ever doubt about that.'

'No black, if you were my lover, then you didn't hit me every time you got back, and then you didn't scream at me all the time. And then you didn't....'

I just wasn't able to make my sentence complete.

Now Sirius was really crying. When I saw this, I couldn't help but to cry too.

'Please.' He began 'You must know that I told you the truth. I loved you more then my life is worthy.'

'That's easy to say for a murderer isn't it.' I shot back to him, angry as I am, I still love him.

'Moony. I did not betray James and Lily. I never would.' He was begging now for understanding.

'No, Black. You're on you're own now.' I let go of the bars and his hands and I turn around.

'I didn't do it Moony, you must believe me!!' He yells to me.

I turn around quickly to face him, don't believing him for what he just said.

'No Black, I don't believe you, and I never should have believed you!'

I yell back. And with that I turn around again, and walk away.

'Remus, please love.. You must have known.. you must have noticed!! Remus, come back,'

I stop walking. I look to the ground, and close my eyes.

'For ones you're right Black. I should have known sooner. I could have, only I didn't see it. Because I loved you. I cared for you. And that's why I never saw it sooner. I go now'

'Remus, love..'

'No Black. I am not.'

'Please..' I hear him begging.

I look up again, and I see one sunbeam in the end of the hallway. It seams so different, so peaceful, so unlike this...

Like the announces of a new beginning. All that I had or might have in my hole life, it's time for me to start a new life. I must leave my pain, my regret, my sorrows, and every thing here.

'I will start again Black. I will not remember you anymore. I will not want you to be remembered. Not by anyone. There for you brought to much pain in my life. And in other lives.'

I can hear him cry loud now. First it pleases me to hear him suffering, like I had been.

But after a wile I feel sick of myself for wanting that.

I want to go out of this prison, out of my life.

Away from my trouble, and away from the murderer I once loved so much.

'I'll go now. I never want to see you again.'

'No Remus, you don't mean that..'

'Yes Black. I don't. You know that. I never wanted to leave you. I was scared that I couldn't take care of myself. I thought that I needed you. But I don't. I can live my own life. I must leave you now, and I will.' It then was quiet for a wile.

'I will start all over. This time alone. This time not with you by my side.'

'You don't mean that Remus. You're just saying that for God I know. I know you better then anybody. You can't mean that. The wolf won't let you.'

'I go now. May you die in here and rotten in hell.'

'Then I'll wait for you.'

That was the last word I ever heard from Black himself. But his voice keeps coming back in my mind. And every time it does I just wish I could go away from the man I once knew as Padfoot. The man I loved my hole life. The man I still love, although I will never admit that to myself.

From that moment I cried again. The only thing I could see through my watery eyes was the star Sirius. The brightest one in the sky.

I closed the curtains again. Knowing that I couldn't sleep for the rest of the night I decided to put on my clothes again. I unlocked the door of my chamber and wanted to walk outside.

Then I saw it. The night-lamp on my pedestal cupboard started blinking.

How could it spring on when it was out? And that remembered me of something else..

That wind, how could that come inside when everything was locked?

If possible I was more scared now then I was during the nightmare.

I just pulled the plug out the electric socket which was easy since it was in hand reach. The lamp immediately stopped blinking.

I was just about to close the door again when it started blinking again...

I don't know much about muggle things, but I do know that a lamp needs electricity, and that I just cut the electricity transport... What the hell was happening in my house!

I decided to ignore my night-lamp. I locked the door again. This time I did it with the key, and with a spell. Good thing from me to always have my wand in my pocket.

And I walked down stairs..

Opened the door from the living room. And then I saw another thing.

A new agony..

The drawers where pulled out of the cupboards. And what used to lay in the drawers, was now lying across the room. My sofa was broken in two pieces.

All of my pictures where smashed. Glass lay across the whole room. My curtains were torn..

My desk lay upside down, and the chair was nowhere to be found. My inkbottle was thrown against the wall. Almost everything was damaged.

But by who, and why?

I walked into the other rooms of my home. And every single one was like the living room, accept from my bedroom that is. But there were no doors unlocked, and there was no window brocken. How did they came inside? Has it something to do with the strange wind that never stopped surrounding only me? And what about my night-lamp? How could it go on and off like that?

All those questions, they drove me crazy.. I decided to get something to drink. But when I opened the refrigerator I saw that there was nothing in it.

Fine, just fine! For the first time this month I was able to buy something to eat and drink for me, and now it had all gone!!

Why does it all happen to me? My life sucks enough already without this!

I slammed the refrigiratordoor closed, I'm angry now, whoever did this will pay for it.

I walked back to the living room. I didn't feel like cleaning up already, so I didn't do anything about the rubbish. I just stood there, looking.. at least, that's what I tried to. It's hard to see anything when your lamp goes off.

I looked up. Even in the dark, I still knew where my lamp was. A few seconds later it blinked on again.

And off again...

And on again...

I turned around, feel the wind coming. Then that strange wind blow me almost over.

This time the wind didn't kept surrounding only me, but broke even more things.

It became a little whirlwind. It took some books, pillows, and other small things wile blowing in my house.

I watched the wind gather up my things. The whirlwind went to the kitchen, and there it took some of my sharpesed knifes. He went black to the living room again, with me still watching.

There I noticed that the wind just picked up glass. The books and pillows he threw out.

Interesting a whirlwind with only sharp things blowing with it.

It stopped moving. I felt like being watched.

Then it happened...

It turned towards me..

As soon as I could think I ran out of the living room and ran to the hall.

Closing the door as I were in the hall. I could hear the knifes and glass smashing against the door.

I used a spell I learned a long time ago which blocked to door longer. In the time I got, I

grapped my coat, and a small amount off my money. The only money I had left. It is hard living like a werewolf. And even harder living as the ex-lover from a murderer.

And as you are attacked in your own house, it gets even worse..

The door and spell didn't last very long.. I turned around and grapped some small amount of things who lied there around.

The wind smashed the door open..

I only knew one thing. Out. I had to go out of my house if I wanted to survive this. If I wanted to live..

So I did. I ran to the front door, pulled it open and ran out my house.

Into the fog. Out of my house once called home, now called ghost house..

I ran to the beginning of the forest. There I stopped running and turned around. I looked back to my house. The door was closed. So were the windows. The curtains didn't move. And the lamps were on. I still could see the whirlwind blowing in my house. Destroying my stuff.

This isn't normal. There is no way the wind could came inside. There must be magic in this game. If I ever find out who did this they will have to face me. That I promise. But now I can't do anything about it. Not until I know who did this.

But if I don't know who did it, then who will?

Then I remembered..

Albus Dumbledore.

The next thing I now is me walking through the forest. It's a walk about 2 miles through the forest. And it's still is misty, but for ones I am glad I am a werewolf. With the full moon coming in a couple days my senses increase drastic. So I knew the way to London.

Oooh, just the smell of all those people.

It drives me nuts.

Just like the time when James and Sirius won the Quidditch Cup. Really, after there Quidditch practices they really needed a bath.

This reminds me of the end off our fourth year from Hogwarts.

All of the Hogwarts students are eating in the Great Hall. But today it's different. Almost nobody talks, not even the teachers.

That is because we're all excited about today. In the midday there is a Quidditch match.

And not a small one either. It's the one between the two best teams. It's the one nobody want to miss. This game will make the champion.

I look at James. He hasn't eaten anything yet. He just is staring to his plate with his hands under the table. Instead of Sirius who actually managed to eat a half potato.

'Prongs.' I call. No answer. 'Prongs...' still no answer..

'HELLO.. James to earth..' I yell in his ear..

'He, what?' He asks me, still looking to his plate.

'You need to eat.' I inform him. 'Sure..' He says.. He doesn't do anything.

'Hello Prongs, did you hear me or what?!' I ask him a minute later. He still don't eat.

Sirius however manages to eat his hole potato.

'Eat, before I kill ya.'

'Do that after today. I have a match to win.' He finally looks up to me. But I notice that he is lost in his thoughts.

'If you want to win this game, you need to eat.' He looks back at his plate again.

'That means you to Padfoot..' Sirius however did heared me the first time.

'What? I am eating!!' He says to defend himself..

I grapp James' plate and putt some food on it. Enough to full James' stomach, but not enough to slow him down.

'Eat this, and I won't kill ya before the game.' I threaten him.

'And you better eat more also, Padfoot. I don't think that Gryffindor will win without there two best people.'

'Yeah, right..' Sirius mutters. I looked from Sirius to James. He still hasn't eaten anything..

'James eat!' I say to him. No reaction. 'Come on Wormtail help me out a little bit.'

I beg Peter. I'm getting tired of making sure they eat. They just would listen...

'Eat.' He says.. No reaction from James or Sirius..

'Thank you, that really helped..' I say sarcastic.

'He James.' I hear a voice calling my friend. The four of us turn around to see the red head standing near us.

'He Evans. Do you want to do out with me?' Typical James. 'No, I wanted to wish you good luck for later, so good luck.'

She turned around and left.

'She wished me good luck..' James mutters under his breath.

'That's great mate.' Sirius tells his friend.

James turned his head to Sirius. 'Yeah..'He says. For the first time today smiling.

And from that point both James and Sirius eat. At least a bit more then I excepted them to eat..

After James eaten his plate empty, he turns to Sirius again.

'Let's go and get changed.'

'All right.' He says.

'Good luck for the both of you.' I tell my friends. 'We will be watching, and we bring our wands with us. Just in case the Slytherins are planning something.'

'Thank you.'

'No problem.' I manage to smile. I must admit that I'm a bit worried. The Slytherin Quidditch team isn't going to let the Gryffindors win easily, nor is it the other way around.

'Good luck.' Peter says.

'Yeah, thanks.' I hear James saying.

And then they walk away. A few people look at them. Then the rest off the Gryffindor Quidditch stands up, and walks away. A few minutes later the Slytherin team also moves to the pitch.

Gryffindor had a pretty good team. The best ectually. Off course James Potter and Sirius Black are in the team. James as a seeker and Sirius as a beater. And there never was a duo this good. They fill each other up. Know what they mean, and make sure the other one don't get hurt. Atleast that's what they say they do. I just take there words for that.

Our captain is Taylor Brooke. He is in his last year at Hogwarts. He also is one of the chasers. dark hair, bit curly. Blew eyes and very strong. He makes clear that he is the captain. The Gryffindors had a lot off practice last year. But that doesn't mean he isn't nice. When he's not on the pitch he actually tries to respond like a normal guy. Well, if you can call him normal then. Don't make him angry, if you want to know what I mean by that, ask James and Sirius. They know what I mean. Speaking off James. He may be his follower next year.

But enough about that Taylor. The other chasers on our team are Shellby Autumn and Cassy Chloë. Both are they a year younger then us.

Shellby got dark brown hair. Light eyes and a strong character. Cassy is precise the opposite off her. Light hair, dark eyes and a easy character. But since they are friends they always are together. Which makes them even. They understand each other good, but nothing compared with James and Sirius. They still have to talk to each other to make things clear.

Sirius and James passed that point a long time ago.

The other beater from Gryffindor is Jonathan Matias. A boy who's one year older then us. Brown hair, muscled. Nice to his friends, fellow Gryffindors and team players, worse to the others. Although we are the worst, he plays pranks to. Last year he lay out of the team.

He thrown a Bludger right into the Slytherin audience. Because they laughed at Cassy.

She broke her arm. Gotten hit by the other Bludger. Madame Hooch said that it was against the rules to do that. Jonathan said that he did everything to protect his girlfriend.

I never saw Hooch that angry. Like there was fire in her eyes. But I never saw Jonathan that confident of himself also. But anyway, this brave action off him ended bad. He wasn't allowed to play Quidditch off the rest off the year.

Then our last player is Wayne McConray, he is the best keeper on Hogwarts.

Knows what he must do, and how he must do it. Funny guy. Not to bright, but not to stupid either. Likes drinking, and getting drunk. But Quidditch does mean much to him. He has a lot over for the team. It was him who gotten James and Sirius in the team. He actually wanted them in the team when we were in our first year. But again it was McGonagall who had something better in mind. A two letter word. No.

And with that she turned around and walked away.

Next year though, he made sure they were on the team.

After Peter and I finished eating we decides to go to the Gryffindor tower. We just walk around a corner when we where two voices talking.

I graph Peter by his arm. He looks at me confused

'What??' 'Hush.' I tell him. He does what he's been tolled, and shuts up.

In the mean time I listen to the conversation of those two people.

'You know what to do?' A horse voice asks another. I reconice this one as Lucias Malfoy.

'Yes. Make sure that they don't win.' The other voice says. This one I reconice to. Cliff Richard. He is from the Slytherin Quidditch team. One of the beaters I think.

'And how you're going to do that?' Malfoy asks him.

'I block them, and don't leave there sides.'

'Yes, very well then. Let's go.'

We hear footsteps walking to us.

'Don't say anything. Pretend that we were talking..' I tell Peter.

'Well well well. What do we got here?'

I look up from Peter to see Malfoy's face. I did expected him to face us, but not that soon..

'Oh. It just you.' I says to them.

'I almost feel sorry for you that Gryffindor is going to lose the game. But the funny thing is that I don't feel sorry at all.'

'Better watch your back, Malfoy. Or else you don't know what hit you.' I threaten Malfoy.

'I hope that Black and Potter learned how to fall from 15 meter high.' He looks amused. But I don't feel comfortable at all.

'They don't have to know, because they don't fall. They will win.'

'For this time your right Lupin. They won't fall of there brooms. They wont even get on there brooms.' Both the Slytherins laughed.

I want to graph my wand. But then I hear another voice.

'What our you all doing here, gentleman?'

Peter and I turn around to face professor Flitwick.

'We have a nice little chat with these two here.' Malfoy's says.

'I am sure you would.' I can hear the sarcasm in Flitwick's voice.

'Now, you better go to your rooms. I don't suggested that you stay here.' He tells us.

'Yes sir.' I say. I throw a last angry look at Malfoy and Richard, then Peter and I walk away.

We walked our way back to Gryffindor commonroom.

'Unicorn.' I say to the Fat lady. Then we both step inside. We walk back to our sits. And then there's a silence between us.

'I don't have a good feeling about this all.' I suddenly say to Peter.

'They will survive. You know that.'

'But still, it's bothering me.'

'I don't like it to, but what can we do?'

Then I smirk. 'Really Wormtail, sometimes you can be so stupid.'

I tell my small friend.

'Let's go and pay a visit to Prongs and Padfoot.' I say.

'Up to the cloakrooms then.' He smirks to.

Five minutes later we find sitting in front if the cloakroom door. We hear the speech of the Quidditch captain. And I must say I'm impressed. We keep sitting there and waiting for the speech is over. The last thing I want to do interrupt it and get inside a single room with an angry Taylor Brooke.

It looks like a long time, but finally it's over. Most of the team players come outside again.

They look at us confused.

'He Potter and Black, you've got some visitors.' Wayne McConray says happily.

'Thanks.' I tell him.

And we both walk in. the rest of the team moves out.

'What brought you here?' James asks.

'Couldn't miss me hey?' An amused smile crosses Sirius' face.

'Yah really Padfoot. Keep dreaming like an baby.' I say back..

'We overheard Malfoy talking to an other. They talked about there Quidditch strategy.'

Peter tells them. They both turn silent.

'What did he say?' James asks as a smile crosses his face. And we explain the hole story.

When we're done talking there are two huge smiles crossing James' and Sirius' faces.

'Haha, like the're fast enough.' Sirius says.

'Don't worry about it all. There nothing.' James says.

'We picked your wands up as well. Maybe you'll need them.'

'Thanks for the tip. If we will need them we just fly over.' Sirius said still smiling.

'We better go now.' Peter said. 'We'll see ya back on the pitch.'

'Right. Bye.' Both James and Sirius tell. 'See ya.' And with that we left.

We walked towards the Quidditch pitch. Joined by other students. I couldn't help but to notice that most off the Ravenclauw and Hufflepuf students were for Gryffindor. It pleased me a lot.

We were able to take a sit on half off the tribune.

I looked around. It seemed that a only a few teachers came. Dumbledore not. This could get out off control. I only hope that Sirius and James didn't get involved. But I doubt that I'm right.

Then I see that Jeason T. Smith is getting ready. The match is about to begin.

'Good morning Hogwarts!' That was the sound off the best Quidditch announcer ever.

He was a Ravenclauwer. About Sirius' height. Dark eyes, dark skin and dark hair.

But most important, he had a good sence of humor. And a good clear voice.

'Welcome to the best Quidditch match ever seen in Hogwarts history.' He continued.

'We never had a match with teams so good. Or so bad you can say as well. May the best one win. SLYTHERIN VERSUS GRYFFINDOR!!!!!!!.' And with that the hole station exploded with yells.

'We don't know what will happen, and we don't know how it will happen. But we do know that one team wins the cup today!!' Another exploding.

'Let the game begin!' And with that both teams and Madame Hooch came walking towards the middle of the ring.

'Listen up.' She said. 'I want a good fight, from the both off you. No law breaking,

no bleedings, no wands, nothing in my eyes wrong, or else.. Captains shake each others hands.'

And so the captains did. Although they released very quickly. Looking angry at each other, but also dominant.

'Get op your brooms.' She continued. Both of the teams stepped on there brooms. This was it. This were the few seconds for the match..

'I'll release the balls now.' A whistle was heard.

'And there off.' Jeason said. 'Slytherin Endomara Black got the Quaffle, throws it to Narcisa Black. And yes, Shelby Autumn stole the Quaffle from Slytherin. Good move Autumn.' Both Jeason and Gryffindor yelled

'She tosses it to Cassy Chloë, witch catches it easily. OOH, almost gotten hit by a Bludger. Good thing that Sirius Black was on his way.'

'But she had to drop the Quaffle. Now Narcisa Black got it.' I mutter to myself.

'We got many Black's in this Quidditch match. That's one sportive family. I wonder where they talk about on family parties. Probably Quidditch, if you ask me.'

That's not quit the truth I remember.

'Narcisa still got the Quaffle. Lookes like she goes for it. She reaches out, and throws. SHE MISSED. Good that Wayne doesn't sleep now. He blooked it good. Now the Quaffle is for

Gryffindor. In the hands off Cassy. She makes it to the half. With a Bludger on her weal's. And Sirius Black still close to her. They are reaching the Slytherin goals.

Cassy throws the Quaffle to Taylor Brooke. Sirius Shoots the Bludger towards Rigal McCarry, who tries to avoid the Bludger. And in the mean time Taylor shoots the Quaffle.

And McCarry misses. GRYFFINDOR SCORES. The hole station exploded with yells.

Accept from Slytherin. 10-0 witch means that Gryffindor leads the game.'

Both Peter and me jumped up. I saw that Sirius noticed that. He smiled brightly.

I did to.

'And there off again. Quaffle is for Slytherin. Bellastrange Black got it.

And Shelby Autumn makes a move to get it. And NOOOO, she got hit by a Bludger sent by Regulus Black. She stopped, hurt. But the game continuities. Bellastrange Black still got the Quaffle. Both her sisters Endomara and Narcisa follow her. OOOH Jonathan Matias shoots a Bludger right into Bellastrange's stomach. AND HOOCH DIDN'T SAW IT.'

'He's a lucky man today. But Narcisa Black got the Quaffle, she's almost there.

Quided by both Cliff Richard and Endomara Black. It's look like Narcisa will shoot.

She shoot the ball, OHHNOO.'

Again there was an explosion in the pitch. Slytherins yells from happiness, the rest not.

'Wayne McConrey must be hurt. He doesn't seem to able to stay flying. He keeps losing height. It looks like his shoulder is bleeding. Really bad. He makes it to the ground. Madame Hooch must have seen this. It was against the rules. Cliff Richard had no right to knock Wayne McConray almost from his broom like that.'

'I must say that every reasonable man was worried about Wayne McConray.

And sould look down then. I was worried to, but if got something else burned in my eyes.'

The Slytherins.

'Back to the game. It's 10-50, and points keep coming for Slytherin. 10-60 the goal from Endomara. The Gryffindors do try to keep the Quaffle out. But it's not working.

Again a shot from Narcisa, it's 10-70 thanks. Gryffindor what the hell are you doing??'

That's a question I don't want to know to. But without there keeper, it's a dame hard work.

All chasers and beaters are at the Gryffindor half. It's James who finally made a move.

'James Potter shoots down from above. Lucias Malfoy follows him. But Potter is faster.

He must have seen the Snitch. Potter makes distance between him and Malfoy.

The Slytherin team turns around to help Malfoy. The Quaffle is in hands off Taylor Brooke, who flies over the the other half off the pitch together Cassy Cloë. And Wayne McConray is back people. What a man. But now James is in need off help. There are 4 people surrounding him. And it's then when the brotherhood it at his strongest between James Potter and Sirius Black. Sirius Black flies over to help his best friend.

And he does got a Bludger with him. James flies right towards his friend, so does Sirius, who is now followed by Regulus Black.

THEY ARE CRAZY!!!!!!' Jeason T. Smith yelled with fear. Every body saw the legendary moment happen. Sirius and James kept flying straight towards each other. In full speed.

Every one hold there breath. There are going to crash.

But in one second it changed all.

In the last second they had changed there directions.

Sirius turned left and James turned right. Both of my friends made a very sharp turn. I thought it would knock there off there brooms. And then they jerked up.

But the Slytherin players saw it coming to late.

'OOOHNOO.. That's got to hurt!!!!!!!!!!! Regulus Black and Bellastrange Black run into each other with full speed. Bellastrange Black ins't able to keep her broom under control, and crassis to the ground hard. Regulus Black also has trouble, but seem to be a better flyer when it comes to that. And Narcisa got a Bludger right in her face sent here by Black. Lucias Malfoy is still following James Potter. But the Gryffindor shark is at Malfoy's heels.

He won't be there for long.

And it still was silent. The crowd was unable to make a sound. Seeing the best two off friends respond that way. They didn't need words for talking. They didn't need any other kind off language. They just knew what to do.

'In the main time it became 40-70 with Slytherin still leading the game. It looks like Madame Hooch isn't to happy about Sirius Black throwing stile. She tells him to come down. But Sirius Black ignores her request. This is one hell of a game.'

'What does Sirius thinks he's doing. It looks like he got a Bludger right in his face.' I mutter to myself. 'What did you say Remus?' Peter asks. 'Nothing.'

'Sirius Black is now flying next to James Potter. It looks like there discussing something. They keep flying above the match, which gives them a better change to win. In the mean time Shellby Autumn Scored again. It's 50-70 for Slytherin. With Gryffindor claiming there points.

It looks like the talking is over. Sirius flies down again. Still ignoring Madame Hooch, who is very angry now. Bellastrange and Narcisa Black are back in the game, seeking for revange if you ask me.'

The game continued for a while. I could not help but to notice that Slytherin became rough. Sirius also.

'It's still 50-70 for Slytherin. Neither one off the teams seem to be able to get the upperhand. And James Potter shoots down once again. He has seen the Golden Snitch. But he immediately is followed by Lucias Malfoy. It's going to be a head to head race. Both reach out for the Snitch now. Sirius Black flies towards Lucias Malfoy. Will he risk the Snitch, or will he back away??

He's going to crach. Malfoy is going to keep flying, and Sirius to. He is that kind if a stupid git. Neither one off them gives the other room. He's going to crach. That's what I think.'

'And Sirius is closing the distance. James keeps his eyes on the Snitch. Malfoy does to.

Now James lies flat on his broom to increase his speed. Sirius closing in..

OHNO, Lucias Malfoy thrash James Potter away.' And then It happened. BOEM.

'Sirius Black hit Lucias malfoy straight in his left side. And all three fall from there brooms. It's a fall from atleast 9 meters height.'

I bite my lower lip. I feel scared they may not stand again. Both James and Sirius fall ugly.

Madame Hooch lands on the grounds to. The other teachers run down to. I ran down to, off course with Peter coming behind me.

'There unmoving.' Jeason T Smith says. 'LOOK THERE. It's James Potter. He finally stands up. He hold something in his hands. It's the Snitch. He got the Snitch. GRYFFINDOR WINS!' it's unbelievable. He just felt down, probably holding the Snitch allready. I'm not surprised if James Potter knew that Sirius Black was going to run into him and Lucias Malfoy.'

But They are still lying stil. Not Moving. Ohno, Lucias Malfoy moves. He standes up to. Sirius Black is the only one still unconscious.' Or worse, alltough I try not to think that way. He lives, he lives. He's going to be ok. He said that he never would leave me. He Promised!! Some off the teacher gether around Malfoy, as the rest off the Slytherin team. Other teachers gether around Sirius. Including McGonnagal. She never looked that scared before. James walks to Sirius side to. I finally reach the pitch to. Climb over the fence and runs towards him. He hasn't moved jet. I finally reach him, and kneels next ho him. He still doesn't does anything. I graph his hand in mine. He blinks. I pinch his hand even more, and it's then when he finally opens his eyes. 'Hey Moony.' He says happy.

'Couldn't miss me hey?' Again an amused smile crosses Sirius' face.

'No I could not.' I admit.

James kneels down to. 'That's was brave off you. Padfoot. Thank you.' He says, graphing the other hand. Peter finally comes down to. 'Help me up.' And so we did.

'And there now standing all three. We never say anything like this. And we will not see this ever again. GRYFFINDOR WINS AGAIN!!!' and then the biggest explosion is heard in the Quidditch pitch ever. Racenclauw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and the teachers thereselfs yell with happiness.

Two hours later Sirius emerges from the hospital win. Madame Pomfray insisted that he went to see her. So he did, although he was sure that there was nothing wrong with him.

And Gorgic is my brother. Falling from 9 meters height. Pompfray said. Which mend end off the discussing. She won.

Later that day the for off us are sitting near the pool. Still enjoying the match. Peter is sitting against a tree. But I can't see if he's awake or not.

James was lying on the ground with his eyes closed. But he's not sleeping tough. He is just remembering the match. After the match he was aloud to have the cup.

Taylor Brooke gave it to James. Also allowing him to be the captain next year.

Sirius is just sitting. Looking a bit bored, but also pleased with his actions.

He did however have an ugly bruise on his left arm from the fall. But it's nothing that bad.

I must say that I was very worried about him. Seeing him and James fall that way. I was afraid I might lose my two friends.

He looks at me with a smile on his face. It's like he can read what's going on in my head.

'I am okee Moony.' He assures me. 'Yes, I know.' I answer him. James looks up to.

'Nice weather isn't it.' He says, or asks, I can't tell which one it is.

'Yes indeed it is. Let's take a swim.' Sirius suggests. Standing up, and helping us to our feet to. He pulls off his blouse, and runs into the water. I can't help but to grin at him.

And soon we follow his lead, and run also into the cold water.

I finally reach the town. As I was standing on a hill I looked down.

I notices that some light were on, but most were out. Good, then my presence will go unnoticed. Not that it really matter, I just don't like other people.

I wondered what should become off me now. My friends are dead. My love betrayed me. And my house, well lets just say that I have no house anymore now.

I walked down off the hill. Where will I go? And what will I do? All does type questions raised in my head. And then do I still want to life? I asked myself, looking into a reflection from the water off me. I say a different man standing there. I'm not how I used to be. I look older, scared, and most off all tired of a long journey. I couldn't bare it anymore.

I turned around, and walked into a street. Which I don't know the name off.

It didn't took me long to give an answer.

No. No. And no.

Please not, let it end here. I've suffered quit enough.

I don't want to life anymore. I have felt that way for a long time ago. Only now I admitted it to myself. No more suffering. No more problems. No more pain. No, just NO.

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Everlasting Battle For Live

Part II; Salt Water, South Wind