Sing The Sorrow Chapter 12: But Home Is Nowhere, a harry potter fanfic

It was gathering of the school. No one knew why or how it was called, they just knew to come. It felt so natural to wander into the great hall and sit at their tables no one seemed to question. All of them lost to their own thoughts and images. It seemed like music soundly started again when the doors closed everyone inside. Then one the wind and in the air there seemed to be a whisper.

"Twenty-six years and seems like I've just begun
To understand my, my intimate is no one
When the director sold the show, who bought its last rites?
They cut the cast, the music, and the lights"

All around they began to see spirits gather as well, singing al of them singing as if it were their last goodbye. One lead the song and the others followed, but no one could pick out the lead singer as if every line sung there was a new singer as well.

"This is my line, this is eternal"
"How did I ever end up here?"
"Discarnate, preternatural"
"My prayers to disappear"
"Absent of grace, marked as infernal"
"Ungranted in dead time left me disowned"
"To this nature, so unnatural"
"I remain alone"

Then a lonely sing along came from the headmaster. He knew the song that the dead around them sung and it seemed he was the only one comfortable enough to show them the way.

"Twenty-six years end, still speaking in these tongues
Such revelations while understood by no one
When the new actor stole the show, who questioned his grace?
Please clear this house of ill-acquired taste"

A few of the dead left and walked slowly away into mists, but most stood their ground facing Dumbledore with a terrible might. So on they sang in their terrible and misunderstood song.

A Cloaked shadow seemed to suddenly burst forward and he sang angrily as though he wandered around for years searching hopelessly. He would not be shunned by mortals; he would not loose himself in the mists again.

"Give me something, give me something
Give me something, give me something
Give me something, give me something real!"

His pleading echoes and spirits watched him intently which made all the people in Hogwarts watch him too. He picked himself off the floor and stood tall. His meaning was unknown, but they could feel him trying to get them to understand. He looked directly at Dumbledore with hidden eyes and sang again, hoping he would be understood.

"I lay strewn across the floor, can't solve this puzzle
Everyday another small piece can't be found
I lay strewn across the floor, pieced up in sorrow
The pieces are lost, these pieces don't fit
Pieced together incomplete and empty"

There was no hope, Dumbledore shook his head and the shadow fell to his knees. A single tear of blood hit the floor as he vanished into the mists once more. The spirits began floating away and they finished their mournful song.

There was silence and the all the spirits were gone. No one spoke they just looked around unsure of what they just saw. From the silence there came a soft beat of a piano. A slow sad tune and from the back a small boy no older then eleven walked forward holding a book. His hair was short and was in his eyes. The teachers froze as they recognized him; he looked down at the book and began to read.

"We held hands on the last night on earth
Our mouths filled with dust.
We kissed under the trees
And in the fields
Screaming like dogs,
Bleeding dark into leaves.

It was empty on the edge of town
But we knew everyone floated along the bottom of the river.
So we walk through the waste
where the road curved into the sea.
And the shattered seasons lay
and the bitter smell of Burning was on you like a disease
In our cancer of passion you said
"Death is a midnight runner.""

His voice echoed and he began to morph, the music faded and began solemn violins, he grew into a teenager of sixteen. His long black hair glistened as he looked at Harry. Harry then recognized him as Sirius. He continued on.

"the sky came crashing down
like the news of an intimate suicide
we picked up the shards
and formed them into shapes of stars
that wore like an antique wedding dress
The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.

the few insects skittered away
in hopes of a better pastime
I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked
if you would accompany me in a quick fall
but you made me realize
that my ticket wasn't good for two...
I rode alone"

The violins faded and he changed again. Harry watched him age into the man he knew. Into Sirius Black the convict. He looked on sadly and finished the reading.

"You said the cinders are falling like snow.
there is poetry in despair
And we sang with unrivaled beauty.
bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
Of blue and grey.
Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in
the flesh of the city.

The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon
and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines.
Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward,
and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched
into the earth like a message."

He dropped the book and smiled and Harry ran forward as the music changed. He was caught into a hug and he then pulled away and looked at his Godfather

"I cannot leave here, I cannot stay.
Forever haunted, more than afraid.
Asphyxiate on words I would say.
I'm drawn to a blackened sky as I turn blue.

There are no flowers
No, not this time.
There'll be no angels gracing the line.
Just these stark words I find."

Harry stared at his Godfather looking for his meaning.

"I'd show a smile,
But I'm too weak.
I'd share with you,
Could I only speak,
How much this hurts me."

All these musicals all of them came from Sirius, it was his only way to say good bye. At this Harry wanted to cry. He did not want to say good bye again, as he understood that this was only his ghost. Then Sirius began to back away into the coming mists, and he repeated himself like if it were only a message.

"I cannot stay here, I cannot leave.
Just like all I've loved,
I'm make believe.
Imagine heart, I disappear
seems no one will appear here and make me real.

There are no flowers
No, not this time.
There'll be no angels gracing the lines.
Just these stark words I find.

I'd show a smile,
But I'm too weak.
I'd share with you,
Could I only speak,
How much this hurts me."

Then Harry began to sing, he wanted his Godfather to know, to know the pain that it cause him and the sadness he felt.

I'd tell you how much this haunts me.
I'd tell you how much this haunts me.
I'd tell you how much this haunts me.
You won't get it off me.

Harry then shook his head and ran after Sirius into the mists. He ran as fast as he could to stop him from leaving. Catching his Godfather, he hugged him and then let go he snag with his Godfather.

"There are no flowers
No, not this time.
There'll be no angels gracing the lines.
Just these stark words I find.

I'd show a smile,
But I'm too weak.
I'd share with you,
Could I only speak,
How much this hurts me."

Then he watched his Godfather vanish, and he didn't even get to finish the song.

"Just how much this hurts me.
Just how much you…"

A/N: So it turned out it was Sirius who started this whole Sing the Sorrow. He was just trying to say goodbye, and to let people admit their true feelings and secrets that needed to be said.