Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.
A/N: This is a very short drabble, not necessarily in the Marauder's era either and – well, you'll find out ;)
Warning: Swearing and minor character death, meaning a teensy-weensy bit of sad. I say 'teensy-weensy', I accidently made myself cry.
Word count: 337
Hello to You Too Prongs
The pain of the curse on his upper-body had lasted less than a second before it faded into the feeling of the cool mist that was slowly wrapping its way around his body. The last Sirius saw of the real world was Harry's heartbroken face as Remus pulled him against his chest to stop the smaller wizard from charging head-first into the Veil. 'Look after Prongslet Moony, I'm off to see Prongs now.'
Sirius' vision was swarmed with the white mist before all went black.
"I think he's coming to James—"
"—he'd better be—"
"—oh shush!"
Two familiar voices swam in and out of his understanding. His body felt odd and heavy, he tensed and relaxed the muscles in his arms, chest, lower-body and legs, trying to lessen the weight in his limbs. Sirius' eyes were seemingly glued shut and he raised his eyebrows in an attempt to unstick them. They cracked open slightly and light blinded his sight, making him close them instantly.
"That's it Siri," coerced a female voice.
Sirius furrowed his brow. He recognised that voice…
"C'mon mate," said another voice, male this time. Sirius recognised that voice too… but he hadn't heard them in so long…
With curiosity being the string-puller, he opened his eyes once more, taking long blinks to adjust them to the light. And after a couple of minutes, Sirius found himself staring up and a familiar pair of concerned green eyes and another pair of glass-hidden, joyful hazel eyes.
A happiness that Sirius couldn't describe filled him as he looked into the faces of some of his most favourite people in the world after fourteen years. However before a word could escape his mouth, James beat him to it.
"Fuck you're old,"
Sirius blinked at him as Lily cried a scandalised "James!"
James ignored his wife, choosing instead to pick up and inspect a lock of Sirius' hair. "Is that a grey hair?!"
A few beats passed before Sirius responded. "Hello to you too Prongs."
'Not planning on any depressing ones' she says, 'we're all uplifting here' she says. In my defence however, it wasn't so sad when I thought about it in my head… probably because it didn't involve Sirius' last thought… anyway, hope you enjoyed it!
Stay safe,
bowwow :)