Guardian of the Veil
By: Shadow Cat17
Disclaimer: I do not own anybody that you might recognize. They belong to the talented J.K.Rowling! And if I owned Sirius would be doing very naughty, naughty things to Remus!
Warning: This is slash! Boys loving boys! SiriusxRemus. Just because the pups belong together!
This is my first HP fic so I hope you will be nice and leave a review! I would have had this up sooner but one of my betas coughSwordcough took forever to get my story back to me! I would never have been able to finish this without the help of my friends Meredith, the Weasly (I think that's how she spells her pen name (sorry Mere)) and Sarah, Sword Lady! Now on to the story…….
Twas the wolf that howled
Dire warnings to the ivory moon.
And twas the crow that cawed
Forbidding messages to a starlit sky.
The silent wind whispers,
The rushing river quiets,
And sturdy trees bend.
On silent feet death does glide,
Walking in the light, shrouded in shadow,
The most beautiful does heaven condemn,
And it's the most beautiful that hell embraces.
A flutter, a push
That's all it takes to cross deaths door.
Twas the wolf that heralded blood filled nights,
But the crow that called it forth.
Joys, love, sadness, sorrows, anger, pain
None matters as death descends.
Warmth is no more and coldness is all encompassing.
Welcome dear souls,
The wolf barks greeting,
The crow caws welcome,
Welcome to the judges.
The judges shall decide your path,
Be it heaven,
Be it hell,
Be it rebirth.
The judges shall weigh,
Your sins and your deeds,
Your heart and your mind,
Your soul and your body.
But come,
Do not worry, your journey is just beginning.
Follow me,
Do follow me,
For I am the guardian of the veil, the doorway to death,
And I will lead you to the judges.
So come dear souls,
Follow the flight of the crow,
Follow the lope of the Wolf,
But mostly follow the glide of death.
The voice echoed, how with nothing to bounce the sound off, Sirius did not know. It was a morbid sort of echo. The type that gives you goose bumps makes your blood run cold, and your spine to tingle. Sirius remained, staring at the fluttering black veil, he had tried to get back, but he couldn't, instead memories, dreadful memories, memories that the dementors' had drug out of the back of his mind resurfaced. "No, no! Not again! MOONY! I need you, where are you! MOONY!" Sirius fell to his knees tears streaming down his cheeks.
Death does not sleep,
Death does not dream,
Death does not feel.
Why dear souls must you, feel?
Be at peace, dear ones.
Follow me to paradise,
Follow me to damnation,
Follow the glide of death.
Why do you pine to go back?
What does life have left to give?
A lover,
A family,
Dear souls nothing lives forever,
They will come,
They will follow.
Do not weep,
Must the silent tears fall?
Do not yell,
Do not be angry,
You fell though the door of death.
You followed the ivory path of the moon,
The howl of the Were.
It was you that followed the silent flight of the owl,
The starless path.
But do not despair,
Your journey does not end here,
No, it just begins.
Follow the beauty,
Follow, Follow,
Follow to;
The equal,
The pure,
The damned,
For they are the judges,
They hold the scales, they hold your fate.
The wolf had howled your coming,
Had cried to the moon, the prophecy of your death.
The crow had cawed your leaving,
Had screeched to the heavens, the song of death.
Once again, a poem echoed eerily through the swirling mists. Sirius peered through the mists and stared at what emerged. Dressed in pale gray robes was the most beautiful women to ever pass by his eyes. The robes hugged all the curves in her body in the most delightful why and would cause any respectable heterosexual man to stare in lust. Her skin was a pearly white, the light pink of her mouth and her eyes brought out the slight pink in her porcelain cheeks. She had hair that brushed the ground in silky was of pale sunlight, it seemed to glow with a radiate light and looked smooth to the touch. And the eyes on this women, oh Merlin, her eyes was like looking up at a brilliant blue summer sky and seemed to want to radiate peace but something seemed to hold back, they were shuttered, hidden but beautiful and alluring all the same. It was the wings that did it that made Sirius understand her eyes. Her wings were pure black, not even the blackness of a moonless, starless night could stand up against the blackness of her wings.
I am the beauty that heaven condemns,
I am the beauty that hell embraces,
Follow me to the judges.
"But, but I can't be dead? Am I ?"
Death, what is death?
The soul never dies,
So no, you are not dead,
But you are dead.
"Moony, Harry, I left them! I have to go back!"
Yes, of course,
Everybody must go back.
But the judges decide,
I just lead.
So my dear one,
My precious,
Follow me,
For I am your guide.
The women's' voice echoed speaking in riddles as she turned around and disappeared in to the mist. Sirius stood, rooted to the spot, face pale as his feet started to move, following the fallen angel. As the journey passed in silence, Sirius too lost in worry for Remus and Harry, to speak. The guide stopped suddenly and Sirius looked around trying to decide what was just so special about this particular patch of gray mist.
Dear soul,
Your fate leaves my path,
No father do I tread.
The wolf points the way from here,
And the crow will swoop down upon,
The judges.
Dear soul,
You and I must part,
Safe journey,
Treacherous journey,
To the judges you go.
With that last echoed message the fallen one departed, and a gray wolf, and soot crow take her place. At the sight of the wolf, silent tears make their way from misty gray eyes. The wolf sat on his haunches, staring calmly at Sirius with golden eyes, and slowly the wolf turns his head so that his muzzle points straight north, or what Sirius' assumed was straight north. "Ok, That way then." The wolf gave one soft bark in affirmative, and Sirius started down the path, the crow gliding silently above him. After walking for what seemed to be hours in silence the crow made a sudden dive and out to the gray fog three women suddenly appeared. On Sirius' right stood a woman that was the physical embodiment of purity. She is white from the top of her hair to the hem of her robes. Her floor length pearl hair cascaded to the ground in soft waves. Her skin was alabaster but colored by the radiant inner light of a virgin. Her silver eyes glowed with the candle of forgiveness, love, and life. Her ivory robes flowed around her giving her a sense of serenity and covered her maiden body fully. Her ivory wings rested smoothly at her back, putting everybody at ease. On Sirius' left was a woman that was the physical embodiment of immorality, Satan's personal consort. Her color was black and she carried it well. The skin of this devil was ebony and made darker by the light of an unchaste. Her dark gray eyes swirled madly with condemnation, hate, and death. Her coal black hair fell straight to the ground with no remorse. Her onyx robes hugged her tight like a second skin eluding a sense of agitation and revealed her tainted body. In the middle, directly across from Sirius was a woman that embodies balance. She was precisely half of purity and half immorality. Her right side was the colors of white and her left was the colors of black. She was both and yet she was different.
Welcome, we are the judges.
The women on the right stepped forward.
I am pure, on the right I stand. Her voice is soothing, pure, and musical.
The women on the left stepped forward.
I am damned, on the left I stand. Her voice is rough, angry, and deceitful.
The middle women stepped forward her voice a combination of being pure but evil at the same time.
I am equal, in the middle I stand.
Together they said:
We are the judges; we decide where you will continue.
Will it be the path guarded by pure, heaven?
Or will it be the path guarded by damned, hell?
Will it be the path guarded by equal, rebirth?
The mist cleared and the four now stood in a circle of pillars.
Let us begin.
Sirius, fell to his knees as the three women, invaded his mind, his heart, his soul. They measured his deeds, his sins. After what seemed like hours of being turned inside out the pain stopped.
Pure stepped forward.
You are a white soul,
I clear your black name of everything.
I too will allow you to follow the path of rebirth.
But, two conditions do I lay down.
One the wolf and you must share one name, to carry on yours,
Two you will bare children to continue your legacy.
Damned then stepped forward.
You are quite a dabbler in the dark.
But a pure soul,
Consorting with a werewolf, taking on the emotional responsibility,
I the damned will allow you to follow the path of rebirth.
The only condition that I lay down is that you give me your sight.
Finally, Equal stepped forward.
We have decided.
You are a worthy one,
You shall be brought back.
You shall follow my path.
Equal walked up to Sirius;
Now you have heard,
Do you agree?
"I get to be with Remus again if I just give you my sight, marry him and have children?" All three women nodded their heads. "The first two I'm pretty sure I can manage but the last one?" Equal touched his forehead.
Do not worry, I can rectify that.
A pale blue glow surrounded the two. Pure stepped foreword as equal stepped back and an ivory glow surrounded them, and finally damned stepped foreword to claim her due, and the last thing Sirius would ever see was a black glow that surrounded him.
Remus took one last painful look at the fluttering black veil. 'Why Padfoort, why? Did it have to be you? Oh my poor mate.' He turned and walked to follow the Order out of the room when a hoarse whisper of "Moony…." reached his ears. And he turned around, amber eyes widened in shock as the alive body of Sirius Black comes tumbling out of the veil. "Moony, don't leave. I need you, I need your eyes." Remus fell to his knees next to the weak body of his mate. "Padfoot, how… how can you be alive you fell through the veil." Sirius grins "In that much of a hurry to get rid of me, uh, Moony?" "No, no, of course not. I love you. But how… no one has ever returned." "It's a long story, can I tell you later?" Sirius turned blank gray eyes up towards Remus' face. Remus gasped. "Sirius, your eyes…" "It was a price I had to pay to get back to you, Moony, and it was something I gladly paid to get back to you love."
"I love you Moony, forever and ever."
"Me too, Padfoot, me too."
"So…. how do you feel about having cubs?"
"What brought this on?"
"Can I tell you in bed, after I give you hot, passionate, steamy sex first of course!" Sirius grins.
Remus chuckles. "Of course." And with a loud POP the two apparated back to headquarters, their room.
End
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P.S. Please tell me in your reviews if you want a scene in which the Order finds out that Sirius is alive, the wedding scene, the scene where Sirius tells Moony he has to get pregnant and I will write them! Please let me know if you want more!
