The Second Turn of the Wheel of the World's End – In the Devil's Lair
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SIRIUS
"My boy… You know you shouldn't have…" Albus said calmly.
"But I did." I cut through his speech.
"Yes. And, curiously, it worked."
"Yeah. Just like Severus' Spell to bring me back." I cut him again. I didn't want to hear that what I did was wrong. It WASN'T.
"Yes."
"No harm done, then. Albus… Let it all be. We are so screwed already…" I said tiredly. I was so tired. Not only because I had spent all day hammering a mace against the walls but because I hadn't had any news from Severus.
"Sirius, it was risky. You could have died again. You both could have."
"But we didn't. Albus, give it a rest. Give ME a rest."
"I'm sure you need to rest, but I HAVE to ask you both to be more careful. I can't speak to him now. But I can speak to YOU. Promise me that you won't be taking unnecessary risks."
"None of the risks we took were unnecessary." I said firmly. I averted my gaze from his twinkling one. "I just couldn't let him there. I owned him."
Albus sighed.
"Things have really changed between the two of you."
I smiled, fond of my newly found lover. "You wouldn't know how much."
Before Albus could say anything else, the Order members started to fill the dining room where we were talking. Most of them were commenting on my new "décor". The younger ones approved immediately, Molly looked horrified. I smiled to myself. It was good to smile again. It was good to have reasons to. It was good to be alive.