Into the Spirit World
Moony
JKR owns everything! Except for Aisling and Sande. They are my creations.
Chapter 9
"Light… light…"The voice was magical. The voice was warming. The voice was just… something. It made Sirius lose his worries. He forgot all but the warmth coming. As he heard, as he felt, he thought the darkness was lessening. It seemed he could see such now. A tiny glow radiated from the corner, letting out warmth and light. The darkness did not seem so ominous, it felt balanced.
Next to him, Sande was flaring in light. He could see Aisling now, also flaring, glowing in some magical way. It was a kind of glow that seemed to make time bend. All Sirius knew was that wonderful warmth.
The light grew brighter and brighter, and suddenly, all was revealed. No longer was there darkness. Gasping, Sirius looked at his surroundings – the same surroundings that he had seen when he first arrived into the Spirit World. The flower garden, the trees, the meadows… it was all familiar.
"Et celui qui doit vivre ira de nouveau à la vie… la vie… la vie…" Aisling whispered in the same voice."And that which must live will go again to the life…" Sande whispered next to him.
"Laissez l'entrée à la vie apparaître!""Let the entrance into the living appear!"
Both voices joined into one, English and French. And someone… someone was singing in a beautiful voice as Sirius watched in awe. A golden thread seemed to take place in the middle of the roses he had landed in when he had arrived. It slowly curved into an arch, still shining. A thin, pearly white veil flowed down like a waterfall.
The light flaring from Aisling and Sande stopped, but they still glowed. Their shining eyes returned to their normal state. But there was something different…
"My wings! Oh my gawd! My… my wings!"
Aisling's hands reached out to finger her beautiful white wings, a halo topped her head, and she seemed ever so graceful, yet she still looked like the wild thirteen-year-old with freckles and chestnut hair.
Sirius turned to look at Sande, who was equally stunned at his own glowing wings.
"Me? This wasn't… this wasn't my assignment? Oh… wings! I've dreamed for this… dreamed about earning the wings so long…."
Sirius stared as Aisling flapped them a bit, and rose.
"Whee! Look! I'm flying!" Aisling said.
Sande rose too, "So am I!"
Sirius finally turned to look at the golden archway.
"Is that… is that… the…"
Sirius was afraid to say it. What if he cursed it? What if the minute he said it, it was gone? He stared at it. Was it? Was it? Did he dare hope? Did he dare believe?
"It is," a soft voice said.
It belonged to his mother… And that voice was so different. It had warmth and caring. It seemed to be understanding. It couldn't be his mother. Yet it was, the same dark hair, dark eyes, the same clothes… but she was different. Her eyes were warmer.
Then another shimmering outline appeared. An outline of a person. And soon the same person materialized. He was a handsome man, clad in white. He was glowing brighter, but with the same warmth that Aisling and Sande emitted. His wings were sweeping and white. His face was loving. He smiled at Sirius.
"It is time, Sirius Black…" he said in a deep, voice, "I am Chan, the head of all angels."
"Time? Time to go…"
Sirius looked at the archway.
"Yes. Time to back to the Living."
Sirius felt his heart lighten. He was going back! He was going to help Harry! But another part of his heart yanked him back. It felt like lead. He turned to meet Aisling, Sande, Lily… and James. He stared at all the people he had met. The beautiful world he had seen. Could he leave it? How could he go back to the Living, when he knew there was a world up here? Where he and Harry could be with everyone that they could thought they would never see again?
Angels and Spirits. Hell, he had gone through a lot. But at the threshold of triumph… his heart had turned to lead. He could not step through the veil. Tears swam.
"I don't want to leave!" he suddenly cried out. He was ashamed. He was acting like a young child.
He quickly pushed his tears away.
"Oh Sirius!" Lily said softly.
"It's ok Padfoot. It's ok… Moony's down there. Harry's down there. Dumbledore's down there. You have to go back," Sirius said.
"I can't. I can't. Not when I know, not when I know… there's a whole new world up here. I can't just… just leave!"
"You have to, Sirius. And it's not like you'll never see us again. One day. One day you'll be back. And we'll all be together here, here in the Spirit World. You, me, Lily, Aisling, Remus, Harry… we'll all be together. It'll be like… a happily ever after. Voldemort will be vanquished. The world will be peaceful. And we'll be together. It can happen. But you have to go back…" James whispered softly.
Sirius gave a sob. He had to leave his best friend again… he had to leave everyone.
"Don't worry, it'll work out," Mrs. Black suddenly said, in the same loving tone.
Sirius stared at his mother.
"You've changed Mum…" he said.
"Angels… angels…" she simply whispered.
A light was getting stronger and stronger. Slowly, the images of the Spirit World were fading.
"You must go Sirius Black. I will take you. You must trust me. You must let me guide you," Chan said.
Sirius hugged Lily. He hugged Aisling. He hugged James. And he stared at his mother, not knowing what to do.
She answered for him. She pulled him into an embrace. In all the years of his life, Sirius had never had a hug come from his mother. It made his heart full. The love of a mother… all he had wanted as a child. He finally received it. Hell, it would be hard to leave this world.
Chan took his hand. The golden light was taking much of the images around him.
Together, they stepped through the veil.
Golden light surrounded him, yet it did not blind. Sirius closed his eyes. He felt himself coming back. He felt life. He felt his heart beating. He felt… alive.
And as the golden light left, as Chan's strong hands slowly fell, Sirius felt love…
Love, as he sailed through the passageway, and Sirius opened his eyes.
"Sirius?" a familiar voice called.
The tears started flowing again. He was back.
The End
It's over! I'll really miss writing this fic! I really love all you reviewers. You all made this become wonderful, you all inspired me. I thank you with cookies and hugs! Now I'll be working on a new fic about Percy, called 'I've Changed, I really Have'. Maybe you guys can read that? We'll see. We'll just see. –Moony
