This is for Kamerreon's Drabble Challenge — a drabble a day until my imagination dies.
Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Death
Sirius sighed for the third time in as many minutes. He had been dead for a while now, and it was incredibly boring. He was not in heaven, nor was he in hell, he just… was.
Looking around the dull grey room, Sirius stared down at the plain steel furniture. The room appeared to be a dining room, although there was no food. Sirius couldn't remember the last time he ate, simply because he didn't need to eat.
Sirius missed eating. He missed sleeping. He missed Harry. He missed living. He was sick of the afterlife, sick of being dead, and sick of being alone. He wanted someone to talk to, to converse with, and most of all to prank.
He missed the small pranks he could play on people. As soon as he had arrived through the veil his mind had set to work, plotting many pranks he could play. If only he had someone to prank!
A low whistling filled the room and a bright light appeared before Sirius. It grew brighter and brighter, shining powerfully until the man was forced to close his eyes.
"Black?"
Sirius opened his eyes and his mouth dropped open at the sight of the man standing there.
"Snivellus?"
Severus Snape was staring at him, obviously horrified to see him. He whirled around suddenly, slamming his fists against the nearest wall.
"Not this, damn you! Anything but this! Please! Send me to hell!"
Sirius's shocked look turned into a wide grin. He had someone to prank.
"Snivellus!"
Maybe death wasn't so bad after all.
