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Author Notes: Almost done! Thank you for all the reviews!

Also, I know the title/name is bad grammar in French...it's just I didn't like how long it was...

Destiny, Interrupted

Chapter Thirteen

Vert Observé la Beauté

Harry woke up slowly. His whole being felt heavy and his head hurt. He opened his eyes to see that his was in his bedroom at Grimmauld Place. He rolled over onto his back and looked up at the ceiling. 'How'd I get here?' he thought. The last place he was, was at Hogwarts. He had been there, arguing with Dumbledore about something…what was it? He rolled back onto his side and wrapped his arm around the pillow that was there. It had belonged…

"SIRIUS!" he shouted and sat up. He remembered. Destiny! That was it! He had gone to the past with the Marauders! He grinned. He got to be with his father…his mother…her friends…Remus…Sirius…

He looked around. He couldn't remember coming here. The room looked as it always did. His eyes landed on the calendar. December 23, 1996. His whole body froze. He suddenly remembered the rest of it…he came back…things went back as they should and they didn't remember a single thing. Tears started slowly falling down his face. This was wrong! He should've stayed with Sirius! He curled up, lay back down and hugged the pillow to his chest. Harry buried his head into the pillow and let the tears come. He didn't want to be here! He should've stayed with Sirius…that was where he belonged…he was loved there.

"Harry?" Harry knew that voice but he didn't want to see her right now. It was all her fault anyways. "Harry…" she said softly again and brushed the hair away from his temple. "I'm sorry…" Harry didn't response. It hurt too much. "I can make it better…"

"How?" He ground out. His chest hurt so much. She brushed his hair with he finger tips and he calmed just little. It wasn't really her fault…she was the one who let him have the time he did.

Harry could feel the bed dip as she sat next to him. "I could make you forget."

Harry's gripped his pillow tighter. Is that what he wanted? Would that really make the pain go away? To forget all that time he had had with them? With Sirius? "No…" he said softly.

Destiny placed her hand on his shoulder. "What?"
He moved his head so he could look at her. Destiny continued to take the form of a third year Ravenclaw. "I said no…"
"Why?" She asked confused.

Harry held the pillow tighter. It had belonged to Sirius. "It would still hurt."
"How?"

"Even if I didn't remember, I would know…I would know that there was something missing…someone missing. I would look and look and never find who had left me and it would hurt…hurt worse than knowing. I rather remember all the times we had, even if does hurt, than to forget…forgetting is the worse. Forgetting that I loved him…forgetting that I had time with my parents…forgetting…everything." He looked into her eyes. "I would like to remember…"
Destiny smiled softly. "I knew you would…"

Harry sat up. "I can't believe you made them forget."

"I'm sorry…it was part of the deal."

Harry nodded. "I know…I don't really blame you…I'd rather Sirius live…" Harry looked at her. "Is he…"

"He's still behind the veil Harry."

"I figured…" Harry lay back down.

She patted him on the arm. "It's Christmas break."

"I know…it was last time I was here…or was about to be."
Destiny leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his temple. "Go talk to Remus…he has a surprise for you."

"What is it?" Harry asked.

"It's a surprise, I can't tell you!" Destiny stood up. "Harry life will go on and things happen for a reason. Please don't let yourself go to far into despair…things have a tendency to perk up. Go see your friends." With that, she disappeared.

Harry buried his face back into the pillow. She didn't know what she was talking about. He'd rather just be by himself for awhile…

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Hogwarts 1977…

Life went on as it should. Sirius healed and was out of the infirmary by the end of the week. His friends came to see him in his time there. They went to classes and went to dinner. They continued to do pranks and continued to live.

But why was it that he still had that feeling of loneliness? Why did it feel like there was something missing? When he was in the dorm, why did he expect there to be another bed between his and Remus'? That there was one missing? How come every time he saw Ethan, he felt jealous and wanted to beat him to a pulp? Why did cross-dressing make him laugh and egg nog make him feel nauseous? What was it about the word hair that made him want to cry? Why was it that every time James called Lily his green eyes beauty, he wanted to ask 'Where's mine?' Why did the thought of destiny and fate make him mad? How come when he looked at his best friend and Lily together he felt jealous? What was it about Lily's eyes that made his heart hurt?

Life went on. They grew up and graduated. Lily and James got married and they all joined the Order of the Phoenix. Sirius bought an island in the Caribbean. He named it 'Vert Observé la Beauté'…'Green Eyed Beauty.' Only those close to him knew about it and made it on unplottable…only those who knew it existed could find it.

Lily and James had a child…they named him Harry. Why was it that that name made his heart ache so? He was named Godfather. He swore he would take good care of the boy.

Then the worse came…they died. Peter betrayed them to Voldemort. Sirius went to Azkaban and Harry went to the Dursley's. Sirius was in that place for twelve years…the thought of seeing Harry and his innocence kept him sane. He escaped in Harry's third year. He saw him first when he was on the street. He looked a lot like James…why did he think that he was supposed to have red hair?

After the fight with Peter in the Shrieking Shack, he had to run. The Dementors were after him. He promised Harry he would come back. He mostly stayed at his island. It was nice place and he hoped to one day bring Harry there…again. He once was there as a child.

In Harry's fifth year, he stayed at Grimmauld Place with the Order. He wasn't aloud to do much since he was still wanted. Sirius tried to figure out what was it about Harry that seemed so familiar. It wasn't the fact that he looked like James or that he knew him when he was little, but something else…like he was missing something too.

He didn't have much time to think. At the end of the school year, there was trouble at the Ministry. It was a battle between the Order and the Death Eaters. He protected Harry. It was a gruesome battle…in the end, he didn't make it…

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Life went on. Sirius died and Voldemort still was in power. His sixth year continued with the death of Dumbledore. His summer was spent with the Order, figuring things out. His seventeenth birthday was not a great celebration. He got gifts and there was a cake, but not much else. It wasn't the same without Sirius.

His seventh year was spent getting people and creatures on their side. He was appointed the new leader after Dumbledore. The search for Snape and Draco continued. At the end of the long year, during the month of April, the final battle occurred. It was worst one yet…blood was spilt and death came a plenty. The fight to the death with Voldemort ended when Harry himself using the Avada Kedavra against the Dark Lord. Many people were lost on both sides and all remaining Death Eaters and Voldemort lackeys were sent to Azkaban. Snape was found innocent when Fawkes brought a letter from Dumbledore stating what had occurred had not been at all Severus Snape's fault. Draco had been found innocent when he himself had fought against the Death Eaters.

The after math was…astounding. Things were cleaned up and people were buried. The families of those lost were presented with a gold and purple dragon heart…it wasn't really a dragon's heart; it was just what it was called. Those still surviving were presented one also. But, people were free. Both the muggle world and the wizarding world were freed. They did not have to worry about the dark presence of Voldemort anymore. People were happier and carefree. Harry had wondered if this was what it was like before Voldemort had ever came.

Harry was considered a hero…but he didn't feel like one. He had lowered himself to Voldemort's level when he used that spell. He had a feeling that even though he had killed Voldemort, he felt a little pride that he could make Harry do Dark Magic. Harry rarely joined in the festivities. His heart was still broken. Eventually, he left, sick of all the attention he got. He told them not to worry, he'd come back…he just wanted the world to calm down first…

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Vert Observé la Beauté, Caribbean: Summer 1998…

The island was just like his dream. The clear blue ocean…white sanded shores…the mountain and the trees. There was a small house within the trees where he lived. He had been here for a few weeks now, occasionally popping into other places around the world. He enjoyed the quiet. One day he'd bring his friends, but not now. Now it was just another piece of Sirius' that he wanted to keep. It had been Remus' surprise that Christmas two years ago…

He was sitting on the shore letting the waves lap at his feet. He had grown dark from spending most of his days outside. He had grown more muscles from swimming on a regular basis. His hair had gotten longer. He enjoyed his freedom to do what he pleased, when he pleased.

The sun was getting higher in the sky and he was about to get up to go to his house when he heard his name. He turned around see that third year Ravenclaw girl sitting under the same tree she had in his dream. He walked over and sat next to her. They sat in quiet, looking over the ocean.

"It's beautiful here…" Destiny said softly.

"Yeah…" Harry agreed. It was beautiful.

Destiny turned to look at him. "Congratulations."

Harry looked confused. "On what?"

She grinned. "On defeating Voldemort." He winced. "Oh, sore subject?"

"Sorta…"

She nodded. "Anyways, I'm still very proud."

"I know…lots of people are…" He sounded sort of bitter.

"Why aren't you happy about this?" She asked as she leaned against him.

Harry looked out towards the sea. There were lots of things he wasn't happy about. The thing he hated most though was…"I wish Sirius could be here with me."

"Oh…" Destiny said softly, looking out at the waves too.

"I wish he didn't have to die."

"He never really did."

Harry pulled back and looked at her, wide eyed. "What?!"

Destiny stood up and walked towards the water. She turned and grinned at him. "The veil is…a portal of sorts."

Harry stood up. "To where?"
"To Death's Domain."

"Then he is dead?"
She shook her head. "I suppose he kind of is…don't ask." She said before he could. "It's hard to explain…" Her smile widened and she beckoned him towards her. When he was next to her, she continued. "I think you're one of the most…amazing mortals I have ever met." Harry blushed and she laughed. "I talked to Death and she decided that you deserve something for what you have done…you've done more in your short life than most have done in a few."

Harry felt his heart jerk. "Really?"

"Yeah!" Her smiled looked a little sad. "This is the last time we'll ever meet."

He felt a little sad about that. "Oh…"

"Don't worry! I'll still be there…nobody's destiny is really ever finished…" She patted him on the shoulder. "Take care of him, alright?"
Harry smiled as a tear slid down his face. "I will."

Destiny nodded and hugged him and he hugged back. "Tootles!" And she disappeared.

Harry knew he'd miss her. She was a good…'person'. He continued to look out at the sea. He'd be getting him back and he knew the first thing he was going to do.

"HARRY!" a familiar voice shouted and Harry turned. There he was…looked exactly like the 16…probably 17 now…years old Sirius…Long black hair, icy blue eyes, adorable and sexy grin. Harry bit his lip and stared at him. Sirius laughed. "You just going to stand there?" He asked as he stepped a few feet in front of him.

Harry laughed and lunged at him, wrapping Sirius in a tight embrace…that he equaled. "I love you Sirius."

"I love you too Harry." He said simply and leaned down. They kissed…