Chapter 2
This experience was very strange to Sirius. He had heard the voices clear; there was no Harry to save him now like he had done in the past. There was no spells coming to his head. Was this a magical force that stopped him? This was very confusing, scary and beyond normality, in fact it was beyond the imagination.
He was thinking hard and long. He could still here those voices but yet could not engage the conversation any longer. He was still hoping that this never ending black nightmare would end, he was still hoping that he would see Harry Potter again and hoping that he could help him kill Lord Voldemort. He hated him. He hated him more than ever, not just because he killed James and Lily but because he has used him as a trick now Harry was in big trouble. He hoped that he could get out of here and go back and help. There was still hope. Goodness knows how long he had been there, was he still falling? He couldn't feel anything. Maybe he was too engaged in his own thoughts that he forgot that he was falling. This was weird, very weird.
'James, what are we going to do in Hogsmeade today?' Wormtail asked
'Wormtail you should know by now, what do we always do in Hogsmead?' Sirius snidely answered.
'Will you two stop it for magical sakes?' Remus shouted.
'Okay, don't bite us will you Remus?' Sirius and Wormtail teased.
Remus threw them a filthy look.
'Look there was no need for that Sirius and Wormtail, but now it's time for practical jokes and a lot of sweet intake what do you say Honeydukes first?'
'Yeah' they all replied in excitement
Sirius laughed at this memory. Sirius was always teasing Wormtail. Then Wormtail and Sirius would always tease Remus. They were all the closest of friends but they just annoyed each other all the time. Sirius thought to himself and came to the conclusion that Harry, Ron and Hermione are the modern version of them. He couldn't believe he wasn't going to hear any of there rows again.
His mind was still boggling about what those voices said. He shouted out 'Hello, are you still there?' All he got was silence. He listened but there was still nothing. He decided he would wait here until he got an answer. Well he couldn't do anything else but wait anyway could he really? Suddenly there was a rush of whispers, but in that strange language he had heard before. He couldn't understand them. Why had he understood them before but not now?
The memory rung in his head on what had been said before 'Do not be afraid Sirius for we will become clear to you once you believe that you are lost forever!' He wondered if he ever could come to terms with never being able to return. It was heartbreaking. At this, for once in his life he let the barriers that he had built up crash down and burst into tears. He cried for Harry, that he would never see him again, the fact he was like a son to him. He cried that he was the last person who was part of his family and acted as a parent to him. Deep down he knew he would not see them again and the acceptance process started. He wondered what would happen when he finally accepted that he was lost forever.
