Challenge 39 :: First Day of Spring
Title: First Day of Spring
Rating/Warnings: PG
Characters/Pairing: Sirius Black, OFC, OMC
Summary: The Department of Mysteries is experiencing change. Part One is here. Part Two is here.
Word Count: 413
Purchases: Quill and Parchment as noted in the user info.
Sirius sat in front of a glowing portal. He knew this was the veil. He was seeing it from the other side. It was bright and ominous. He hated it. It took him from the world, and wouldn’t let him go back. He despised it. It took him from Harry, his family. It took him from Remus, his friend. He’d only just regained everything, and no he had lost it again.
He heard footsteps behind him, and he knew it was Jade. Abel would never come looking for him, and these footsteps had a sense of purpose behind them. She had come looking for him specifically.
“It’s the first day of spring, you know.” She said as she sat beside him. “Everything out there would be full of life. Renewed. Moving on through time. Without you.”
“Is that supposed to be comforting?” he asked, outraged.
“Not at all. It’s just the truth. You’ve got to accept it, Black. You know that. I know that. Believe me; I tried to get back every way I could think of. It isn’t possible.”
“What if you missed something?”
“I didn’t.” It sounded so final. He didn’t like it. He didn’t want to accept that there couldn’t be one last thing she hadn’t tried. He wanted there to be something, hope; the warm light of spring in the middle of a winter that seemed never ending. That’s what he wanted.
“Why do you always come looking for me?” he asked, looking at her. She did, it was true. Every time he disappeared, she would find him. She would find him, and slowly start beating away at any hope he had left.
“I was you once. Clinging to hope.” She picked at a bit of fuzz on her sweater-now back to its lovely shade of pink-and didn’t say anything more.
He lowered his head, looking at the light of the veil out of the corner of his eye. “So it’s the first day of spring, huh?”
“Yeah, it is.”
“Time for the start of a new life.” He stood up, and he reached out to touch the veil only to be met with her hand.
“Don’t. It will only hurt.” She cautioned, trying to pull his hand away from the veil and back towards the darkness.
He pushed her hand away, and laid his own on the veil. It was solid beneath his hand, and that was the last thing he knew before darkness overcame him.
Samantha//Slytherin
Rating/Warnings: PG
Characters/Pairing: Sirius Black, OFC, OMC
Summary: The Department of Mysteries is experiencing change. Part One is here. Part Two is here.
Word Count: 413
Purchases: Quill and Parchment as noted in the user info.
Sirius sat in front of a glowing portal. He knew this was the veil. He was seeing it from the other side. It was bright and ominous. He hated it. It took him from the world, and wouldn’t let him go back. He despised it. It took him from Harry, his family. It took him from Remus, his friend. He’d only just regained everything, and no he had lost it again.
He heard footsteps behind him, and he knew it was Jade. Abel would never come looking for him, and these footsteps had a sense of purpose behind them. She had come looking for him specifically.
“It’s the first day of spring, you know.” She said as she sat beside him. “Everything out there would be full of life. Renewed. Moving on through time. Without you.”
“Is that supposed to be comforting?” he asked, outraged.
“Not at all. It’s just the truth. You’ve got to accept it, Black. You know that. I know that. Believe me; I tried to get back every way I could think of. It isn’t possible.”
“What if you missed something?”
“I didn’t.” It sounded so final. He didn’t like it. He didn’t want to accept that there couldn’t be one last thing she hadn’t tried. He wanted there to be something, hope; the warm light of spring in the middle of a winter that seemed never ending. That’s what he wanted.
“Why do you always come looking for me?” he asked, looking at her. She did, it was true. Every time he disappeared, she would find him. She would find him, and slowly start beating away at any hope he had left.
“I was you once. Clinging to hope.” She picked at a bit of fuzz on her sweater-now back to its lovely shade of pink-and didn’t say anything more.
He lowered his head, looking at the light of the veil out of the corner of his eye. “So it’s the first day of spring, huh?”
“Yeah, it is.”
“Time for the start of a new life.” He stood up, and he reached out to touch the veil only to be met with her hand.
“Don’t. It will only hurt.” She cautioned, trying to pull his hand away from the veil and back towards the darkness.
He pushed her hand away, and laid his own on the veil. It was solid beneath his hand, and that was the last thing he knew before darkness overcame him.
Samantha//Slytherin