Divination - Write about someone turning to dark magic to attempt to raise a loved one from the dead
Serpent Challenge - cauldron
Lent - no romance
Cards - Write about someone from the black family
365 - Item: Blanket
1000 - Genre: angst
Reunite
Warning for implied suicide (not detailed, just implied)
Sirius' hands shook as he pressed the knife against his palm, slicing it open quickly. He allowed the blood to flow into the potion and ignored the sting in his hand from his new wound.
The slight pain was worth it.
The potion turned from a pale blue to a deep purple and it shimmered, symbolising it was ready. Sirius stared at it, taking a moment before turning off the fire underneath the cauldron. It was the colour as described in the book.
"Not long now, my love," he muttered, turning his attention to the corner. On a table lay a figure, a blanket covering the body.
The potion was carefully scooped up and Sirius walked over to the body. With one hand, he pulled the blanket aside, his gaze falling upon the lifeless, hollow body of the love of his life. The man who hadn't survived the previous full moon.
Sirius knew he only had one shot at this. If the potion didn't work, then Remus would never live again. He knew he had done the potion correctly, but it stated it only worked on humans. Sirius had to hope there was enough human in Remus for the potion to fix him. The forbidden book from his family's library was very clear on this… though Sirius used the power of blood magic which was heavily discouraged due to the darkness of it, it was never a guarantee.
He reached for his love, pulling his mouth gently open and pouring the potion in. He stepped back, taking one and then another, until he bumped into a nearby table.
He leaned against it and waited.
The clock ticked as seconds turned into minutes. Those quickly became hours and before Sirius knew it, three days had passed.
The potion wasn't supposed to take that long. In fact, it was only supposed to take two hours for the potion to spread throughout the body but Sirius had waited just in case it needed more time to work.
Just to be sure, he did some spells to check Remus' status.
Finally Sirius accepted the truth: the potion had failed and Remus wasn't going to come back to life.
Sirius took a deep breath, turning his attention to the sharp silver knife. Well, it was time for plan two. After all, he planned to be with Remus again one way or another.