Post 68:
Jade did not come back, she couldn't come back. How could she be with someone who didn't trust her? In her heart Jade knew she was walking away from something beautiful and majestic... but she also believed that if she was meant to be with Sirius then everything would somehow work out. Jade never came to see Sirius after that day. She never came by to collect her things, and she never said goodbye.
Jade moved back to her house in France, and did all of her Auror work from home or on the field.
She stayed in touch with Lily and James and Remus, cutting Peter off completely... she had never really liked him, and now she didn't have to speak to him. She rarely spoke to any of them, except Remus.
After Ophelia died, Remus couldn't bring himself to go to work... he had tried, but he just fell to pieces... he seemed to have aged and he no longer was energetic- his inspiration had left him, and he couldn't figure out what to do with himself. Slowly, he started working himself to financial trouble... everyone helped him out here and there, and he was fine- for a while...
They spent their time mostly in silence, grieving for Ophelia or speaking of the Order- Jade was still a member, but she never went to another meeting. She met with Dumbledore secretly for updates... unable to bring herself to look into Sirius' dark eyes...
And then it happened. One Halloween, when Lily's only child, a boy named Harry, was just one, Lily and James Potter were murdered, leaving Harry alone and helpless... the very next day Sirius murdered Peter in the street and was taken to Azkaban prison.
Jade bought a length of rope and made a noose with it- tying it to a ceiling panel. She got a chair and stood on it. The clock on the mantel caught light from the sun and when Jade turned to look at it, she caught her reflection in the mirror behind it. Her tattoo stuck out like a sore thumb and Jade sub-consciously rubbed it, thinking.
"No." She didn't even realize she said it out loud. Jade stepped down and untied the rope. She wasn't going to kill herself. She had made a promise.
Jade would not rest until Lucius Malfoy was completely and utterly ruined. She had been to hell and back before, she could do it again.
Post 69:
Jade spent the next ten years of her life in a quiet sorrow. She took a few training courses with the ministry so she could get promoted... she rented out a few rooms in her house to traveling wizards... and rarely, very rarely, she visited Remus... but as the years went on her visits subsided... she had abandoned him, and it was hard for her to face him now.
One day, things changed...
Jade was sitting at her breakfast table, sipping coffee as she unfolded her daily Prophet and looked at the front page.
She was met by a picture of the scowling face of Sirius Black. The heading was: "Insane Murderer breaks out of Azkaban Prison!"
Jade gasped. Sirius had escaped- she still didn't know what to think of him... no matter what people said, she could never fully believe that he was Voldemort's right-hand man... Sirius had been so loving, so caring- no one could love like him and be in the league of the Dark Lord...
Suddenly, Jade realized how much of a fool she was... how stupid she was for letting pride and shame consume her all those years ago...
Jade did not come back, she couldn't come back. How could she be with someone who didn't trust her? In her heart Jade knew she was walking away from something beautiful and majestic... but she also believed that if she was meant to be with Sirius then everything would somehow work out. Jade never came to see Sirius after that day. She never came by to collect her things, and she never said goodbye.
Jade moved back to her house in France, and did all of her Auror work from home or on the field.
She stayed in touch with Lily and James and Remus, cutting Peter off completely... she had never really liked him, and now she didn't have to speak to him. She rarely spoke to any of them, except Remus.
After Ophelia died, Remus couldn't bring himself to go to work... he had tried, but he just fell to pieces... he seemed to have aged and he no longer was energetic- his inspiration had left him, and he couldn't figure out what to do with himself. Slowly, he started working himself to financial trouble... everyone helped him out here and there, and he was fine- for a while...
They spent their time mostly in silence, grieving for Ophelia or speaking of the Order- Jade was still a member, but she never went to another meeting. She met with Dumbledore secretly for updates... unable to bring herself to look into Sirius' dark eyes...
And then it happened. One Halloween, when Lily's only child, a boy named Harry, was just one, Lily and James Potter were murdered, leaving Harry alone and helpless... the very next day Sirius murdered Peter in the street and was taken to Azkaban prison.
Jade bought a length of rope and made a noose with it- tying it to a ceiling panel. She got a chair and stood on it. The clock on the mantel caught light from the sun and when Jade turned to look at it, she caught her reflection in the mirror behind it. Her tattoo stuck out like a sore thumb and Jade sub-consciously rubbed it, thinking.
"No." She didn't even realize she said it out loud. Jade stepped down and untied the rope. She wasn't going to kill herself. She had made a promise.
Jade would not rest until Lucius Malfoy was completely and utterly ruined. She had been to hell and back before, she could do it again.
Post 69:
Jade spent the next ten years of her life in a quiet sorrow. She took a few training courses with the ministry so she could get promoted... she rented out a few rooms in her house to traveling wizards... and rarely, very rarely, she visited Remus... but as the years went on her visits subsided... she had abandoned him, and it was hard for her to face him now.
One day, things changed...
Jade was sitting at her breakfast table, sipping coffee as she unfolded her daily Prophet and looked at the front page.
She was met by a picture of the scowling face of Sirius Black. The heading was: "Insane Murderer breaks out of Azkaban Prison!"
Jade gasped. Sirius had escaped- she still didn't know what to think of him... no matter what people said, she could never fully believe that he was Voldemort's right-hand man... Sirius had been so loving, so caring- no one could love like him and be in the league of the Dark Lord...
Suddenly, Jade realized how much of a fool she was... how stupid she was for letting pride and shame consume her all those years ago...
