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A/N: okay…this is Sirius' POV of 'the fall' so its not exactly the same as the previous chapters…this might be the last chapter because I need to get started on a certain Marauder story I've wanted to write for ages (and some stuff other than FF), however if people really want another chapter I'll try and get one posted.
---Marauder Madness
Sirius' Faith
Lightning streaked across the sky, splashing light in a wide arc onto a great black shaggy dog in the stands. The beast's illuminated yellow eyes were trained on one red and gold clad player circling in the sky above.
Sirius watched his godson play in the torrential rain pouring down over the pitch. He was in his Padfoot disguise, situated up in the furthest seat from the front where only a handful of students were seated. He was safe, for now.
Sirius growled as he saw a bludger shoot towards Harry, barely missing him. Sirius normally liked Hufflepuff players, they were fair and a good match but when they endangered his godson Sirius was not the person to cross at the time.
He shook his muzzle lightly. He couldn't risk his exposure because a bludger inexplicitly nearly made contact with his godsons head. No. He would keep his cover, but when he had a chance to be alone with that Hufflepuff beater…things would not look nice…for the Hufflepuff of course.
Stop thinking like this Sirius he scolded himself or you will become an angry, mad, mass murderer
The a crash of thunder sent high pitched shrieks from the people in the stand in from of him, Sirius shrunk back from the noise, his ears were very sensitive as a dog.
He pointed his dripping nose to the sky in hopes of spotting the Gryffindor Seeker but only managed a glimpse of the annoying-nearly-hurting-Harry Hufflepuff beater, Sirius snarled.
Come one Harry…get the snitch…like your father got the Quaffle…
Just then a sharp whistle pierced the air, bringing all the playing onto the sodden sand pitch. Sirius covered his ears with his paws, that whistle nearly burst his eardrums.
I guess Madame Hooch is still here then…
Sirius straitened up again and looked down onto the pitch where he saw James-
Not James…Harry…James is dead…
Sirius shook the painful memories from his mind, he had Harry to concentrate on right now and nothing was going to stop him.
A bushy brown haired girl sprinted across the pitch heading for the Gryffindor team and stopped in front of Harry. Sirius hoped she was going to help him.
The whistle sounded from somewhere and Sirius snarled again in frustration as the players took to the sky in even worse weather than before.
Come on…get the snitch…you can do it
A fork of lethal looking lightning split the sky and Sirius saw a perfect view of Harry in the fathomless light. The black uncontrollable hair, vivid green eyes framed behind black rimmed glasses. Sitting on a broomstick so comfortably it looked like he was born on it, this is Harry, thought Sirius.
A miniature James…with Lilly's eyes…
It took all of Sirius' self control not to bound strait over the stands and attempt to fly to his godson…
Hold onto yourself Sirius…
But just then he met the gaze of those startling green eyes, but instead of seeing a slightly perplexed (which you would if you saw a dog sitting in a chair) he saw a mingle of surprise and a smidge of fright.
What...
Harry dropped several feet in surprise and Sirius tensed in anticipation but as fast as they had met eye contact it was broken and the Gryffindor captain told Harry he had better get moving because the Hufflepuff seeker had spotted the snitch and was in hot pursuit of it. Harry vanished in a swift movement of wood and a red and gold flash.
Come one Harry…grab it out of the air…
Harry was gaining speed on his opposing player, they were level now and just as Sirius thought Harry might have finally caught the ball an all to familiar freezing coldness swept over him.
It can't be…not here…not now…
But it was. Dementors swooped into the pitch bringing with them horrible memories of the past.
No…no
Just when he though he escaped them they come to exactly where he is. He braced his mind.
James…spread eagled on the floor…glasses askew…dead
Sirius fought them back as hard as he could, but they kept coming.
Lilly…slumped over a cradle…dead
Sirius let out a whimper but all thoughts were shoved out of his mind when he heard terrified screaming echoing through the crowd, a limp figure plummeted towards the earth.
No!
Harry was falling through the pouring rain. Unconscious. He sat frozen in shock.
Do something Sirius!
But his limbs didn't want to move as he watched his godson fall. However it all came rushing back to him when Harry hit the ground in an all sounding crack.
NO!
Sirius yowled, bounding down the steps though the people were to busy watching Dumbledore walk swiftly across the pitch with McGonagall trailing shortly behind him.
Please be alive…please…
Sirius breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dumbledore magic Harry onto a stretcher and whisk him away. Sirius desperately wanted to follow but held back. He was an acclaimed mass murderer of thirteen people…not a good look.
I'll meet him one day…one day he'll know the truth…
Sirius scampered off down the stands and into the forest…he would have faith in Harry.
I will have faith…in Harry…in James…
A/N: wow, last chapter, phew… a bit short don't you think…this one is a bit weird, I recon…tell me your opinion in a REVIEW!
Happy revie - (cough) reading
---Marauder Madness