A/N WARNING: MAY CAUSE POTENTIAL CRYING OR FEELINGS OF BURSTING WITH HAPPINESS. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. (Writer is not responsible for those who squeal in excitement, and pass out)
It had been fourteen years since James and Lily's death, and it had also been fourteen years since I had last seen Sirius on that heartbreaking night that he had been put in Azkaban and charged with their murder.
I was now aged thirty-five, and my godson Harry was fifteen and I had heard yesterday that him and his two friends had broke into The Department Of Mysteries, along with Sirius Black. He was facing trial today and I was just about to start reading The Daily Prophet when there was a knock at the door.
Nervously, I stood up and twiddled with the locket that Sirius had gave me, which had a new picture, of Harry when he was six months old, smiling at the camera, with James sat next to him. I patted the pocket that held my wand anxiously, my flat was small, but had everything I needed, and I was excluded from other wizards. It was a Muggle place, but there were other wizards living there, that like me, had moved into the muggle world to blend in. They didn't speak to me though, which made me even more nervous about being attacked, because I always expected a visit from Death Eaters.
My electric red hair (in memory of Lily) was piled on top of my head in a messy bun, and my dark brown eyes scanned the door for any signs of breaking in. My face was sunken in, I had lost a lot of weight since their death, I was incredibly skinny, and frail, my ribs could be seen and my hips stuck out. My eyes had been dark brown ever since Lily and James' death, and the iris' were still lined with black, now even more so because of the grief that hung over me after the couples death. I lost my best friend Lily, my partner in crime James and most of all, the love of my life, Sirius. Remus came to visit me every now and then, and he kept me updated about everything. I owed him so much, he had been there for me for so many nights, comforting me and watching me cry helplessly while I told him my worse fears. He had taught at Hogwarts for a while, around the time Sirius escaped from Azkaban, but had to leave because some of the parents had found out he was a werewolf, which I knew he hated. He had told me about Harry finding The Marauders Map, and at the time, I had almost laughed. It was such a James thing to do, sneaking around the corridor at night. That was also the evening I had been told about Peters betrayal. I had always thought deep down it was Death Eaters, because I knew Sirius would never do such a thing, and I was right, and wrong in some ways. Peter was a Death Eater, and had been since he left school, maybe even before then. He had spied for Voldemort, and betrayed The Marauder's trust, saying he would protect James and Lily, when all along he just wanted to kill them. I hated that. I trusted Peter, I stuck up for him when he was being bullied and I almost thought he was a decent person. How wrong I was.
I creaked the door open slowly, and saw a tall shadowy figure at the door. Grabbing my wand, I was about to attack when the figure spoke, and my heart stopped.
'Hey Rusty' my eyes widened, and my face instantly paled.
'Sirius?…' I whispered, barely able to take it in. Swinging the door open, I saw the figure in full light. He had long hair that was messy and neat at the same time. His face was rugged and it looked like he hadn't shaved in a while. A smile lit up his face, and his stormy grey eyes twinkled. Sirius.
'How've you been Rusty?' He grinned, and I opened my mouth to speak but nothing came out and I stood there looking like a demented fish while he smirked at me, ruffling a hand through his untidy hair. Typical Sirius.
'Sirius!' I screamed, wrapping my arms tightly round his neck and buried my head into his shoulder, he smelt the exact same he did fourteen years ago: Firewhiskey and a faint smell of dog. As we pulled away, I could tell more easily that he was older, he had faint wrinkles at the corner of his eyes and his skin was rough from rain and mud. 'What? How? When? You're supposed to be in Azkaban! You could get killed for this!' I stammered, but he just laughed at my expression.
'Take it you haven't read today's Daily Prophet?' I shook my head and he continued: 'I've been realised. The Aurors saw me fighting Bellatrix and knew I wasn't a Death Eater. They realised me this morning' He smiled down at me and I grinned wider than I had smiled for the past 14 years.
'I'll get some food and butterbeer, we have a lot to talk about!'
As I entered the kitchen, I flicked through the Prophet to see if he was right, and I wasn't holding a prisoner in my flat, but he was, and I breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the joy bubble up inside of me. I put two mugs of butterbeer and a plate of cakes onto a tray and walked into the hallway, only to see Sirius kneeling down, a glittering ring in his hand.
The tray dropped to the floor, clattering onto the floor and its contents exploding on the floor, but I didn't care, and my mouth opened in complete shock as Sirius said:
'Avalon Sara Rustley, I've known you since our first year in Hogwarts, which was what? 24 years ago? Yep, about that. Anyway, I love you so much, a day didn't past when I didn't think about you, and all I ever wanted to do was to keep you safe, so will you-'
'YES!' I screamed rather loudly, running towards Sirius. Unfortunately, being me, I tripped over the rug, and went flying into Sirius, knocking him down as well. Laughing, I realised I was on top of Sirius, who was smiling up at me, which made a change since I was a lot shorter than him. He leant over and grabbed the ring from the floor and winked, saying:
'Marry me?' He chuckled, and I nodded numbly, unable to react. Slipping the ring onto my finger, I admired it before kissing him, smiling as I remembered the memories we had together.
'I've missed you so much Sirius' I said sadly, resting my head on his chest. He stroked my hair silently and muttered:
'I know, im sorry, I'll never do anything to hurt you again I swear' I smiled, and saw for the first time the grief that flashed through his eyes. I knew he was thinking about James and Lily, along with Peter's betrayal, which I had been thinking about every day since their death.
'I love you' I said quietly as we stood up, watching the grief leave his eyes as he took the locket between his fingers, smiling, his eyes now filled with a sense of love.
'I love you too' He wrapped his arms round my waist and I buried my head into his shoulder, letting all the tears I had been holding for the past years fall, because I knew now that everything was going to be alright, and we could finally move on, together.
A/N Yep, I admit, I felt like crying at this chapter. Who else?
Did you like Avalons look? Did you like the proposal?
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