Disclaimer: Don't own and never will
AN: This is ANOTHER fic based off of ChoCedric's fic Keep Holding On. This one is set around chapter 43/44. Unlike Kill the Spare, I strongly doubt that this is going to be made obsolete by the author ChoCedric. Doris Purkiss is a canonical character from the books and is briefly mentioned in The Quibbler in Order of the Phoenix. (Trying to claim that Sirius was in fact Stubby Boardman, lead singer of the band, The Hobgoblins. And that she was having a romantic dinner with him when he was supposed to have committed those crimes.)
Doris looked in her pocket mirror and squinted at her reflection. She looked good and she knew it! Just perfect for her reunion with Sirius after all these years.
She smiled at her reflection as she allowed her mind to wander back to nineteen seventy-four. They were in their fourth year and they dated for three weeks. Three magical weeks. Three magical weeks for the two of them to fall hopelessly in love with one another.
Of course, Sirius had broken up with her. He told her that she was too clingy, too jealous, too obsessive. But she knew the real reason. She could see it in his eyes. He was madly in love with her, she could tell. He said one thing but his eyes said another.
Clearly his family considered her to be an inadequate partner for him and he had broken up with her to protect her. It was so cute and romantic and even now it made her practically swoon.
She looked at herself in the mirror once more and smiled. She wasn't as young as she once was and the two of them had wasted too much time pretending to be interested in other people. But it was all over now. He was the only remaining member of his family and they were all adults now. There was no more need for pretence anymore. They had the rest of their lives ahead of them and nobody could stop them from getting back together and getting married. It was their destiny, she knew it!
And if that involved having The-Boy-Who-Lived as their adoptive son, well that was fine. She deserved the best for all she had done
She glanced at one of the men waiting in the same crowd. She could see his press bags clearly and she gave him a contemptuous snort. They hadn't wanted to know when she had been trying to gain her beloved Sirius's freedom. How dare they pretend that they had any right to be here. They weren't interested when Doris was writing her letters.
They could go to hell. They hadn't taken the chance she had given them. They didn't deserve to have anything to do with her perfect life with Sirius. And it would be perfect, she would make sure of that. He would come out of the courtroom and she would step forward. He would recognise her immediately. Or maybe he would look hard at her as he tried to recall where he had seen her before. It had a long time after all and their Hogwarts days were long gone.
Doris nervously bit her lower lip. Had it been too long? Maybe he felt that it had been too long and he now wanted her to find someone less damaged than him? His heart would break like it did before obviously, but he would do it because he loved her.
Well she would tell him that he didn't need to do that. She had waited for decades by this point and she was not about to lose him! (Although it was a beautiful gesture in her opinion.) She had accepted their breakup when they were teenagers, but they were adults now. Sirius's family were not going to get in the way. They had succeeded in the past, but they were out of the way now. (And serves them right for getting in the way of destiny, she spitefully thought to herself.)
No, nothing was going to stand in the way of their destiny! Not this time! He would feel the pull of destiny even more. He would step into this atrium and their eyes would meet. The years apart would fall away and he would, no, THEY would run towards one another like characters a cliched romance novel. They would kiss right there and the world around them would slow down. It would be perfect, a perfect moment, no THE perfect moment. The point at which their epic love story would reach the next stage. The point where they could finally be together as they were always meant to be
They would leave the atrium together, arm in arm to no doubt thunderous applause.
Even You-Know-Who would be moved by the scene.
She smiled to herself. She was being a little bit silly about this, but she didn't care. It was a nice little fantasy. And their love story was the stuff of legends. Driven apart by his family. (Even though he hadn't said that, it was in the subtext. She knew it was. She absolutely KNEW it. She was his true love, even if he had never actually said it out loud. She knew.) The false imprisonment that had forced them apart for years and years. (A secret Ministry plot to keep them apart, or a conspiracy of Pureblood families to keep them apart or maybe even a plot by You-Know-Who himself!) The long campaign to have him pardoned and finally their joyous reunion as the truth came out.
It had all the elements of a great love story. The kind of love story that she had read about in countless romance novels, except that this one was true. Every last point. And now they were approaching the climax, the end of the story where they would get married and maybe have children of their own and Harry would be their son and-
"What's taking them so long?" one man asked as he looked at his watch and Doris frowned. Didn't he know that the climactic finale always took time? There were all sorts of reveals and plot twists and the story had to be wrapped up in a satisfying way. Or even set up for a sequel further down the line. Maybe a story about Harry Potter and his experience of a similar situation.
She allowed herself a small smile. She would be a mother figure to him. She would be the one who he could and would turn to. And of course her beloved Sirius of course. It was destiny after all.
She opened her mirror once more and gazed at her reflection. She just had to wait a little longer.
AN: Just in case there's any confusion about how this actually fits…well let's just say that Doris has a questionable relationship with reality.