A/N: Hi the second of my fics this ones weird it cane off toe top of my
head, after reading OotP I didn't want to believe that Sirius just died so
I wrote this. Hope you like it and remember to R&R!
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter full stop! *.*
To Be Free.
Yes he was out and fighting revenge on all those involved in destroying his life, for 14 years he'd suffered and now it was pay back time and he was going to enjoy it.
His least favourite cousin stood before him she looked drawn and old, Azcaban had striped her of all her former beauty. He laughed to himself for is arrogance at the fact that not to long ago he himself looked that way.
He ducked Bellatrix's jet of red light. He looked up at her angry face and laughed at her.
"Come on you can do better than that!" he yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.
Arrogance got the better of him he let his guard down and in those fleeting seconds the second get of red light hit him squarely in the chest. He felt himself being thrown backwards and then suddenly into darkness.
The darkness surrounded him, he was still falling. He could hear his name being called...... it was Harry.....it sounded so distant, muffled.
He was still falling non of this made sense, his head was buzzing it was hard to think to breath. He clutched at his chest he couldn't breath his head was swimming. Was he going to die alone in the dark. But wait he was in the ministry building fighting Bellatrix..........
He couldn't think over the screaming in his head he needed air!
As a last resort he summoned all his strength and slammed his fist into his chest, it racked his body and he began to choke but then he was breathing. He gulped down the air till the screaming in his head subsided.
THUDDDDDDD!
The sound of him hitting rock bottom seemed to echo all around him.
He lay there still breathing heavy. He slowly heaved himself up onto his elbows and looked around at his surroundings. Not much could be sed for them it was black as pitch with no visible...... anything's.
He pulled himself to his feet and called out. "Hello?" the very sound of his words seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness. He took two steps forward and stooped. It was like walking through water the darkness was holding him back!
He went to move again but stooped another thought coming to him. 'I was falling....what if this is just a ledge... I might fall again!'
What was he going to do? Where was he? Where was every one else!?
He clenched his fists as a strange feeling crept up on him. Then he suddenly realised in his right hand he looked down at it. 'Strange even in the darkness I can still see myself' He lifted his wand in front of him "Lumos!" again the darkness swallowed his words but it worked a light appeared at the tip of his wand. He looked around the light barley penetrated a foot around itself, this was bad.
Again a strange feeling crept up on him......as if someone or something was watching him, and this feeling was often rite, years of being a dog had given him a six sense even in human form.
He straitened up slowly puling himself to his full height making himself look big, another trait gathered from his dog form. He slowly turned his head to look behind him, and then quickly spun around wand at the ready but nothing was there. Yet the feeling remained.
He couldn't hear a thing except his own unsteady breathing.
He couldn't tell where the eyes watching him were, maybe if he was........in the blink of an eye a bear sized dog stood were the man once was its black fur almost rendering him invisible in the darkness only his eyes seemed to glow with a strange light the deep steely blue peering around for any sine of movement, his ears pricked up for the slightest sound, his nose twitching for a sent to alert him to another presence.
Still nothing but the darkness surrounded him, but still the feeling remained, and now his anger was mounting. He growled in frustration and tried to shake the feeling off but to no avail.
His anger slowly slipped away only leaving sorrow and confusion. He lay down and whimpered, he closed his eyes and it that second he felt a rush of air go past him. His eyes snapped open and jumped to his feet, he looked around bus saw nothing.
He glared at the darkness around him and began to wonder were he was ignoring the feeling that unwanted eyes were on him, after what seemed like hours of gusts blowing past him made by nothing he began to wonder if he was dead and this was hell?
'Well it sure cant be heaven, and whatever this damn thing is that keeps bugging me is well this must be hell and I have been sentenced to be tormented by a....a....nothing till I go mad!'
He lay down and sighed but suddenly!
GGGRRRRRRRRRRRR!
'Ha cant be dead of in hell if I'm still hungry! 'Then he was a man again, and his face fell.
"What the hell am I going to eat! "He yelled at the darkness. He laughed at the realisation of what he had just sed.
"Okay maybe this is hell and I'm going to go mad and then I'm going to be hungry for all time huh ?!"but there was no reply and the darkness simply swallowed up his words.
More time passed and by now Sirius had fell into a depressed state, thinking of all the things he had done to deserve this. Then he started to think about the things that were gone, of Harry, Remus, the Order, of his chance of freedom. Finally he thought of James and Lilly, why wasn't he with them.....if he was dead he should be with them rite? Maybe this was it, no heaven or hell just nothingness an eternity alone in the darkness a shadow of life, to loose everything, is that what it means to die?
"NO!" Sirius yelled to the nothingness that surrounded him.
He fell to his knees. It was getting to him now, what he wouldn't give to be at home now it may be lonely there sometimes but not like this, and Azcaban was bad but compered to this..........at least there, there was something bars, other prisoners even the Demontors what he would give for any of them right now.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"All the frustration pent up inside him let out he felt empty......lost in the darkness.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter full stop! *.*
To Be Free.
Yes he was out and fighting revenge on all those involved in destroying his life, for 14 years he'd suffered and now it was pay back time and he was going to enjoy it.
His least favourite cousin stood before him she looked drawn and old, Azcaban had striped her of all her former beauty. He laughed to himself for is arrogance at the fact that not to long ago he himself looked that way.
He ducked Bellatrix's jet of red light. He looked up at her angry face and laughed at her.
"Come on you can do better than that!" he yelled, his voice echoing around the cavernous room.
Arrogance got the better of him he let his guard down and in those fleeting seconds the second get of red light hit him squarely in the chest. He felt himself being thrown backwards and then suddenly into darkness.
The darkness surrounded him, he was still falling. He could hear his name being called...... it was Harry.....it sounded so distant, muffled.
He was still falling non of this made sense, his head was buzzing it was hard to think to breath. He clutched at his chest he couldn't breath his head was swimming. Was he going to die alone in the dark. But wait he was in the ministry building fighting Bellatrix..........
He couldn't think over the screaming in his head he needed air!
As a last resort he summoned all his strength and slammed his fist into his chest, it racked his body and he began to choke but then he was breathing. He gulped down the air till the screaming in his head subsided.
THUDDDDDDD!
The sound of him hitting rock bottom seemed to echo all around him.
He lay there still breathing heavy. He slowly heaved himself up onto his elbows and looked around at his surroundings. Not much could be sed for them it was black as pitch with no visible...... anything's.
He pulled himself to his feet and called out. "Hello?" the very sound of his words seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness. He took two steps forward and stooped. It was like walking through water the darkness was holding him back!
He went to move again but stooped another thought coming to him. 'I was falling....what if this is just a ledge... I might fall again!'
What was he going to do? Where was he? Where was every one else!?
He clenched his fists as a strange feeling crept up on him. Then he suddenly realised in his right hand he looked down at it. 'Strange even in the darkness I can still see myself' He lifted his wand in front of him "Lumos!" again the darkness swallowed his words but it worked a light appeared at the tip of his wand. He looked around the light barley penetrated a foot around itself, this was bad.
Again a strange feeling crept up on him......as if someone or something was watching him, and this feeling was often rite, years of being a dog had given him a six sense even in human form.
He straitened up slowly puling himself to his full height making himself look big, another trait gathered from his dog form. He slowly turned his head to look behind him, and then quickly spun around wand at the ready but nothing was there. Yet the feeling remained.
He couldn't hear a thing except his own unsteady breathing.
He couldn't tell where the eyes watching him were, maybe if he was........in the blink of an eye a bear sized dog stood were the man once was its black fur almost rendering him invisible in the darkness only his eyes seemed to glow with a strange light the deep steely blue peering around for any sine of movement, his ears pricked up for the slightest sound, his nose twitching for a sent to alert him to another presence.
Still nothing but the darkness surrounded him, but still the feeling remained, and now his anger was mounting. He growled in frustration and tried to shake the feeling off but to no avail.
His anger slowly slipped away only leaving sorrow and confusion. He lay down and whimpered, he closed his eyes and it that second he felt a rush of air go past him. His eyes snapped open and jumped to his feet, he looked around bus saw nothing.
He glared at the darkness around him and began to wonder were he was ignoring the feeling that unwanted eyes were on him, after what seemed like hours of gusts blowing past him made by nothing he began to wonder if he was dead and this was hell?
'Well it sure cant be heaven, and whatever this damn thing is that keeps bugging me is well this must be hell and I have been sentenced to be tormented by a....a....nothing till I go mad!'
He lay down and sighed but suddenly!
GGGRRRRRRRRRRRR!
'Ha cant be dead of in hell if I'm still hungry! 'Then he was a man again, and his face fell.
"What the hell am I going to eat! "He yelled at the darkness. He laughed at the realisation of what he had just sed.
"Okay maybe this is hell and I'm going to go mad and then I'm going to be hungry for all time huh ?!"but there was no reply and the darkness simply swallowed up his words.
More time passed and by now Sirius had fell into a depressed state, thinking of all the things he had done to deserve this. Then he started to think about the things that were gone, of Harry, Remus, the Order, of his chance of freedom. Finally he thought of James and Lilly, why wasn't he with them.....if he was dead he should be with them rite? Maybe this was it, no heaven or hell just nothingness an eternity alone in the darkness a shadow of life, to loose everything, is that what it means to die?
"NO!" Sirius yelled to the nothingness that surrounded him.
He fell to his knees. It was getting to him now, what he wouldn't give to be at home now it may be lonely there sometimes but not like this, and Azcaban was bad but compered to this..........at least there, there was something bars, other prisoners even the Demontors what he would give for any of them right now.
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"All the frustration pent up inside him let out he felt empty......lost in the darkness.