Fallen Angel

Chapter 2

As quick as lightening answered James statement before any could ask.

"James and I grew up together on the same street." Thank God I got away with it. James only raised an eyebrow. I felt guilt flood through him. He still believed the night I fell from grace was his fault. Stupid Gryffindor hero-complex! Jeez, he was only six at the time. I left the room as I sorted through my latest vision of James' future. I could see it more clearly then I could during his childhood. Voldermort would come under Pettigrew's betrayal and kill James and Lily. Through Dumbledore's and Sirius' future I gathered that Sirius' would be wrongly convicted of the betrayal and the Boy would be the Chosen one. I hate not being allowed to be involved. After all, the future could end up worse. I could only pick up the pieces.

The next morning it was a Sunday and I found myself thankful I was alone in the dormitories. I rose from my bed in my pink silk dressing gown and light blue nightie. I entered the bathroom and stripped until I was naked and locked the door. Certain I was alone I let loose my once pearly white wings to reveal my now black wings. I entered the shower and washed the dirt and blood of my wings. I stepped out and dried myself; I dropped the towel and observed myself in the mirror. I had the normal, modest, figure of an angel and long flowing black hair, loosely tied in a plait running down my front to my hips. My eyes, once a happy aqua blue, full of life and happiness were now a deep sapphire colour with mournfulness etched deep. It is true when they say your eyes are windows to the soul, you just need to know how to read them.

Sirius' POV

I watch 'Holly' sitting on the armchair reading a book in her flowing black robes. She is, as ever, purely beautiful, enough, in my opinion, to make a Holy Man defy his vow of celibacy. I know her name isn't Holly. I can tell when a person deceives me. It is partially the reason my parents hate me. They know I am not fully human. I have inherited full swing of my ancestors fallen angel genes. Not only can I tell she is deceiving me; I can tell she is a fallen also. I know it has something to do with James. She spoke too quickly last night. I think she can See what is to come, and it must be bad. She has spoken few words to any. She hesitates to speak to Lily, avoids speaking to Peter but she animatedly speaks to Remus and sometimes James. This I can understand. Remus is cursed so she feels connected with him. I feel jealous. I know I have only known her for a day but already I know she is my soulmate, I think she knows it too, yet she has been hurt in the past, perhaps she doesn't realise. My final theory is that she hides from Voldermort. He cannot mark her, I won't allow it. Whilst I live, none can mark my soulmate. NONE.

Back to Araianne's POV

I can hear what Sirius thinks; he makes no attempt to hide it. I do know we are soulmates. However, I will not act until he falls through the veil and becomes… well I just won't. As for Fallen Blood…There were only two fallen before me and I watch my descendants carefully. Every time one has a child, born in marriage or not, a new gem appears upon my necklace and I visit the child. I have never made a mistake. Therefore the child, Sirius' ancestor, must be either Lucifer himself or Gicello. Personally my money is on Gicello. Then again, said child would have been born out of marriage, I kept a short eye on him myself. Interesting, I will be keeping an eye on my beloved…My…Beloved?

(a/n This bit I have just added!)

In an attempt to decipher my feelings for my soulmate I climbed the stairs to the one person I could always count on. Godric Gryffindor. Of course he wasn't in the secret room physically speaking, only his portrait. The room was silver and gold, because, contrary to popular belief, Salazar and Godric were soulmates. I was simply there to give Godric an heir. In fact, the portrait on the wall had both men in, though Salazar never really liked me… I sat on the bed and waited for the men to awake in their portrait and slowly fell to sleep.