A nice bit of fluff for Christmas! The song is The Corr's version of 'No
Frontiers' by Mary Black.
Mist.
Everywhere he looked thick mist rolled and swirled around him so he could not even see his feet. Occasionally the haze parted to reveal the dark shades of what looked like great trees standing protectively around him.
Very faintly, coming through the palpable silence, were what sounded like the notes of a piano. It was a peaceful melody, but who on earth would be playing a piano in the middle of a forest?
The mist cleared slightly to reveal a shadowy figure standing watching him from a small rise.
'Who are you?'
"If life is a river and your heart is a boat, And just like a water baby, baby born to float."
'Have you forgotten me so easily, Sirius?'
The figure walked forward until she became clear, burgundy robes rustling around her ankles, a silver locket around her neck, long black hair falling around her shoulder and sapphire blue eyes glittering like the most precious gems in the world.
'Enyana?' She looked exactly as he remembered her. He hugged her tightly as if he'd never let her go, as if it could bring her back, 'How could I ever forget you?'
"Heaven knows no frontiers and I've seen heaven in your eyes."
'I'm dreaming, aren't I?' She nodded, a serene smile on her face as she gently swayed him in time with the unseen voices. 'Why did they have to take you from me?'
He heard her voice as clear as on the day she died, 'Things are the way they are for a reason I do not yet understand. But, oh, I've missed you.'
'What is this place?'
'This is where my heart belongs.'
"And if life is a bar room in which we must wait 'Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates."
'You still wear that thing,' Sirius grinned as he felt a strip of fur just above her hips.
'How could I go through eternity without my favourite posterior accessory?' she swished her false grey tail gently.
"Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fate."
'I want to thank you, Sirius. You loved me where few others could because you didn't judge me and you understood what I was.'
'I never really knew.'
She reached up and stroked his face gently, 'If you ever want to know then ask Remus - he knows.'
"In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark That somehow this black night Feels warmer for the spark."
'What happened that night?'
'It's best that you don't know, but if you ever need comfort know that the last word I spoke was your name and that my last thought was of you and I found heaven in your eyes.'
"Heaven knows no frontiers and I've seen heaven in your eyes."
'Life's been so hard without you.'
"And if life is a rough bed of brambles and nails And your spirit's a slave to man's whips and man's jails."
'Let me go, Sirius. Don't let me stand in the way of your happiness. Take back your life with the zest I loved you for. Don't let the thoughts of vengeance rule you.'
"Where your thirst and your hunger for justice and right And your heart is a pure flame of man's constant night."
'But I.'
'Let me take care if my own justice. Just make sure you get Wormtail for Lily and James. And take care of Harry, you're the only family he has. He needs your guidance. Think, he's in his fifth year and hasn't pulled a single prank. James would be ashamed of you for letting a Marauders son go so long! Even I did more than that.'
'I don't want this to ever end.'
'All good things must end, but I will never be far away as long as you keep this song in your heart.'
"When all will harmonise And you know what's in our hearts The dream will realise Heaven knows no frontiers And I've seen heaven in your eyes."
The mist folded around her and she melted away into its white embrace leaving him alone.
* * * * *
Sirius awoke without the usual anguish and cold sweat that dreams of Enyana provoked. Sunlight streamed into his closed eyes making them sting.
He stretched languidly and thought over his dream. For the first time in almost sixteen years he felt like he'd really spoken to his love, but he couldn't quite work out if it'd been real or just his subconscious giving him a message - to get on with his life.
An owl landed on the windowsill and hooted loudly in his ear. He untied the letter from its leg and made himself some breakfast before reading it. He slumped on the sofa, munching on his toast, as he read Harry's letter.
Dear Uncle (they never used his name just in case the owl got intercepted), How are you? To be honest it's been pretty boring this term, nothing seems to have happened apart from Malfoy's runaway rith appearing at Hogwarts. I suppose I should be thankful for that really. The rith's gone now, but it made life a bit more interesting while she was here - plus she really annoyed Snape which was a bonus. We think Moony's fallen in love with the flying instructor, Madam Hooch! She can be a bit fierce, but Moony gets along with her really well. He seems happier now so we won't interfere. There's going to be a Yule Ball again this year so it's something to look forward to, that is if Snape doesn't pile too much homework on us! Ron and Hermione send their greetings along with a big bag of doggy treats! Hope to see you again soon. Harry.
It was good to hear that Harry was all right, even if Snape was being a git as usual. Perhaps he should take some of Enyana's advice and send the kid some prank ideas. Fancy being in the fifth year without pulling a single prank! He didn't have that much time left.
And it was nice that Moony had a girlfriend. That poor old wolf had been so unlucky in love because of his wolfishness.
Plus he was getting bored. Remus's little cottage was nice and all, but it was rather desolate. Being a werewolf didn't make for having friendly neighbours.
Perhaps Padfoot would take a little trip up to Hogwarts to visit his godson. But it'd probably be best to wait until the snow melted.
Mist.
Everywhere he looked thick mist rolled and swirled around him so he could not even see his feet. Occasionally the haze parted to reveal the dark shades of what looked like great trees standing protectively around him.
Very faintly, coming through the palpable silence, were what sounded like the notes of a piano. It was a peaceful melody, but who on earth would be playing a piano in the middle of a forest?
The mist cleared slightly to reveal a shadowy figure standing watching him from a small rise.
'Who are you?'
"If life is a river and your heart is a boat, And just like a water baby, baby born to float."
'Have you forgotten me so easily, Sirius?'
The figure walked forward until she became clear, burgundy robes rustling around her ankles, a silver locket around her neck, long black hair falling around her shoulder and sapphire blue eyes glittering like the most precious gems in the world.
'Enyana?' She looked exactly as he remembered her. He hugged her tightly as if he'd never let her go, as if it could bring her back, 'How could I ever forget you?'
"Heaven knows no frontiers and I've seen heaven in your eyes."
'I'm dreaming, aren't I?' She nodded, a serene smile on her face as she gently swayed him in time with the unseen voices. 'Why did they have to take you from me?'
He heard her voice as clear as on the day she died, 'Things are the way they are for a reason I do not yet understand. But, oh, I've missed you.'
'What is this place?'
'This is where my heart belongs.'
"And if life is a bar room in which we must wait 'Round the man with his fingers on the ivory gates."
'You still wear that thing,' Sirius grinned as he felt a strip of fur just above her hips.
'How could I go through eternity without my favourite posterior accessory?' she swished her false grey tail gently.
"Where we sing until dawn of our fears and our fate."
'I want to thank you, Sirius. You loved me where few others could because you didn't judge me and you understood what I was.'
'I never really knew.'
She reached up and stroked his face gently, 'If you ever want to know then ask Remus - he knows.'
"In your eyes faint as the singing of a lark That somehow this black night Feels warmer for the spark."
'What happened that night?'
'It's best that you don't know, but if you ever need comfort know that the last word I spoke was your name and that my last thought was of you and I found heaven in your eyes.'
"Heaven knows no frontiers and I've seen heaven in your eyes."
'Life's been so hard without you.'
"And if life is a rough bed of brambles and nails And your spirit's a slave to man's whips and man's jails."
'Let me go, Sirius. Don't let me stand in the way of your happiness. Take back your life with the zest I loved you for. Don't let the thoughts of vengeance rule you.'
"Where your thirst and your hunger for justice and right And your heart is a pure flame of man's constant night."
'But I.'
'Let me take care if my own justice. Just make sure you get Wormtail for Lily and James. And take care of Harry, you're the only family he has. He needs your guidance. Think, he's in his fifth year and hasn't pulled a single prank. James would be ashamed of you for letting a Marauders son go so long! Even I did more than that.'
'I don't want this to ever end.'
'All good things must end, but I will never be far away as long as you keep this song in your heart.'
"When all will harmonise And you know what's in our hearts The dream will realise Heaven knows no frontiers And I've seen heaven in your eyes."
The mist folded around her and she melted away into its white embrace leaving him alone.
* * * * *
Sirius awoke without the usual anguish and cold sweat that dreams of Enyana provoked. Sunlight streamed into his closed eyes making them sting.
He stretched languidly and thought over his dream. For the first time in almost sixteen years he felt like he'd really spoken to his love, but he couldn't quite work out if it'd been real or just his subconscious giving him a message - to get on with his life.
An owl landed on the windowsill and hooted loudly in his ear. He untied the letter from its leg and made himself some breakfast before reading it. He slumped on the sofa, munching on his toast, as he read Harry's letter.
Dear Uncle (they never used his name just in case the owl got intercepted), How are you? To be honest it's been pretty boring this term, nothing seems to have happened apart from Malfoy's runaway rith appearing at Hogwarts. I suppose I should be thankful for that really. The rith's gone now, but it made life a bit more interesting while she was here - plus she really annoyed Snape which was a bonus. We think Moony's fallen in love with the flying instructor, Madam Hooch! She can be a bit fierce, but Moony gets along with her really well. He seems happier now so we won't interfere. There's going to be a Yule Ball again this year so it's something to look forward to, that is if Snape doesn't pile too much homework on us! Ron and Hermione send their greetings along with a big bag of doggy treats! Hope to see you again soon. Harry.
It was good to hear that Harry was all right, even if Snape was being a git as usual. Perhaps he should take some of Enyana's advice and send the kid some prank ideas. Fancy being in the fifth year without pulling a single prank! He didn't have that much time left.
And it was nice that Moony had a girlfriend. That poor old wolf had been so unlucky in love because of his wolfishness.
Plus he was getting bored. Remus's little cottage was nice and all, but it was rather desolate. Being a werewolf didn't make for having friendly neighbours.
Perhaps Padfoot would take a little trip up to Hogwarts to visit his godson. But it'd probably be best to wait until the snow melted.