alone on a silent hill

[sonofthestars]

[Padfoot pads quietly through town, avoiding attention for once in his doggy life, heading for a steep grassy hill he and Remus had run down not so long ago. The large, black dog sits in the grass, staring off at nothing.]

[Sirius' thoughts are quiet as Padfoot. He doesn't have to worry about why he can't remember his best friend, or why his

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[prongs_jamesp]

[Prongs emerges out of the treeline and trasnsforms into James as he reaches the base of the hill. He's dragging his feet through the grass and not really looking where he is going. He's really fed up, scared and unhappy, a really unusual combination for him.

When he spots Padfoot, he drops down beside him and strokes his head saying nothing]

[sonofthestars]

[Padfoot pushes his head into the hand. He can smell James, and knows he smells familiar, but he can't pinpoint who this boy is. He whines softly, looking at James with wide, confused eyes.]

[prongs_jamesp]

[James steps back from him, he had so hoped... and changes back into Prongs, the stag lowering his head down to greet him in the old familiar way

[sonofthestars]

[Padfoot lifts his head to meet the stag, and the pieces seem to fall together. Friend. Part of the pack. Marauder. He barks once, nosing at the underside of Prongs' neck.]