"Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, Ill leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning, I must be warmer now
Ill soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
Ill face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On - with the show -
Ill top the bill, Ill overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the -
On with the show -
The show must go on..." The Show Must Go On- Queen

She knew it was going to be cold and desolate, but she had not prepared herself for the utter despair that was in the walls of Azkaban prison. Three Aurors, who were there on orders by the Minister himself, accompanied her. He was convinced the dementors would not like her presence in the prison, even though she herself was about to become an Auror. She was being led down a long hallway and occasionally prisoners would cry out to them. The place was dreadful and she loathed being there, but she had come to do something she had been longing to do for ten years. As they neared their destination, she asked her companions to hang back. She surrendered her wand to the Aurors and the dementor guarding the prisoner she had come to see backed away.

She crept close to the bars- he was sleeping. As if he sensed her being there, his eyes flew open and he stared at her, bewildered. She mustered ten years of courage and spoke to the prisoner, "Hello, Sirius."

He leapt to his feet and broke into a smile. Probably the first time he had smiled since he heard Lily and James were dead. She hadn't known he would be capable of it.

"Talitha!" he cried out to her, but her face remained like a stone. She stared at him, her eyes wide and challenging.

"I've only come to tell you that from this day forward I will no longer think about you. It will be as if you never existed. You ruined everything, Sirius. We had a life, a family, and you sold us all out. Lily and James are dead and so is Peter. Harry doesn't even know I exist. I should be with him, telling him all he's about to experience at Hogwarts, we all should be. But, no, he is with those awful Muggles and it's all your fault, " she breathed sharply and then continued ignoring the look of pain on Sirius' face, "I used to admire you and I have loved you for all these years, but not anymore. The only thing men in my life do is leave me or betray me. James, Regulus, Harry, You, Charlie…" she hadn't meant to tell him that and she registered the peaked interest on his face at the mention of Charlie's name. She almost broke her icy expression at the thought of Charlie, but as she looked into the gray eyes so much like her own she knew she had to finish what she came to do.

"The point is, I am finished with school now and I am almost completed with my Auror training. I finished Hogwarts two years early and Dumbledore says I'm the most powerful witch he's ever known," she flushed slightly. Dumbledore had indeed said that to her but she didn't tell anyone. She didn't know why exactly she was telling Sirius that, it wasn't as if he deserved to know anything about her or her life but she felt some kind of satisfaction letting him know she was just fine without him. She inhaled again and continued, "I am going to put other people like YOU where you belong. Here, in this awful place. This is the last time you'll ever see me Sirius so if you have something to say do it now," she glared at his mangy hair and his sunken face. This was not her Sirius. He had as good as died ten years ago.

"I have so many questions…Merlin, you're beautiful, you've grown up," he croaked and she could see that he was going to cry.

"Well, that happens. I'm finished, Sirius. Goodbye," and she turned around to leave. She kept her stony expression as was given her wand and as she was Apparated back to London. As she stepped into her rented room at The Leaky Cauldron, she finally broke her expression and began to sob. She pulled the last remaining memory from her pocket. There they were, herself, Lily, James, Harry, and Sirius, HER Sirius. Harry had just turned one and was giggling happily as Talitha flew around on a toy broomstick to entertain him. As she looked at the picture, she focused on the gray eyes of Sirius Black and with a final sob, she ripped it to shreds, "Goodbye, big brother," and she cried herself to sleep.

Talitha Black Weasley couldn't stop the tears now. She put a hand on her belly and cried for her own stupidity. Her other hand was still clutching the old photograph. She had kept the pieces and after her reunion with her brother, she had repaired it. Now the photographs were all she had left of her brother. She had wasted so many years being angry with him and letting her anger blind her love for him. She had dedicated herself to catching Dark Wizards, believing she could somehow redeem herself in the eyes of those around her. She knew the reason no one ever talked to her in school, the reason she was stared at whenever she walked somewhere with a large group of wizards, was because of Sirius. Everyone believed her brother was a murderer. She herself believed it. The only thing she could be grateful for was that she found out the truth before he had died. And then she sobbed some more. Her brother was dead and her husband very well could be. She didn't linger on that thought long, though. She had to believe Charlie was still alive. So she looked at her brother's handsome face laughing at Harry's first birthday party and remembered him some more.