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Three People Sirius Black Never Said Goodbye To
HP, Sirius/Bellatrix, Sirius/Remus
Yeah, I have no idea where this shit came from.

i.-but in dreams….
Bellatrix finds herself dreaming of him more often, ever since he fell. Poor, poor Sirius, but she did what she had to do. For her Lord, for their mission. She did it for everything that she had ever believed in. Everything that she was entitled to believe, and everything that he should have.

They are in the House of Black, in what was his room. Sirius is laid out on his bed, hair wild and untamed. Like he is, and Bellatrix licks her lips. Not to be seductive- that trait in her is long gone, and they both know it.

Then again, Sirius had lost it long before she had. He had lost it the moment he had taken James Potter’s hand.

“You’re home,” she whispers.

“This isn’t my home, Bellatrix,” he denies softly, not looking at her. His eyes rest on a portrait of himself and his brother. She has the same one in her own room defiantly, but she hasn’t seen it in years.

“Yes. Once a Black, always a Black,” she says, and knows it to be true.

”No.” He still won’t look at her.

“Oh, but Sirius, you are so cruel. It’s a family trait, isn’t it?” She crawls on top of him then and smiles when he doesn’t answer her. She leans down to let her lips brush against his- a teasing touch.

“This isn’t a game Bella,” he says, grabbing her forearms. He winces, as if the mark on her arm burned him. Her grin is all teeth.

“It is. Always has been,” she whispers. She kisses him then, brutal; her teeth bite down on his lower lip, her hands going to tangle in his hair. He’s stubbornly still, and it makes her pull away and laugh. “And guess who’s still winning?”

ii.-love, love, is a verb
If someone had ever told Remus that he would have fallen in love-hard- with Sirius Black, he would have laughed in their face. More importantly, if someone had told him that Sirius felt the same way about him, say, oh, a week ago, he would have laughed, then hit them.

Then again, no. Not with Sirius sitting next to him on his bed, looking utterly lost. His hands are shaking as they slip into Sirius’. His fingers curled around Sirius’ own, making the other boy glance up at him.

Remus was so happy that it was too dark for Sirius to see his blush. He leaned closer though, his eyes closing when he felt Sirius’ nose brush against his.

When Sirius kissed him, there were no fireworks. Nothing exploded behind Remus’ eyelids, nor did he feel electricity where they touched. There was just the simple knowledge, that right now, in this moment, that Sirius loved him, more than James, more than anything.

That would be enough.

iii.-i did my best, it wasn’t much
Hermione finds him one day in Sirius’ room, sobbing, and clutching Buckbeak. The hippogriff is unusually somber and still, as if knowing that Sirius won’t return to this room again. She manages to blink away her own tears, but closes the door behind her.

“Oh, Harry,” she says, her voice cracking. When he looks at her, his eyes are bloodshot and puffy. She flings herself at him, arms going around his neck. He stiffens under her touch, but she rubs his back in circles, and he grabs her tight.

“My fault,” he gasps out, burying his face into her neck, testing comfort.

“No. No, you did what you could Harry, it wasn’t your fault,” she whispers, wanting to say so much more to him.

There’s nothing left to say though, and she rests her head on his. The only thing she can do is hold him tighter.

Comments

[ifea-need-help.livejournal.com]

i think you need to be hit. hard. i swear. First your ending makes me cry, then the songs you send me give me plot bunnies that make me cry, and now this and I'm crying. Stop saying you suck and giving me the littlest hope that I'll be able to read it without crying.

Bitcha.

Wassonotthesuckyousayitis. grr. arrg.

[notworthy.livejournal.com]

Like I told you, it does suck. But that's okay, cause we all know my taste is better than yours. :)

I'm glad you liked it though, really. Or, rather, that it got an emotion out of you. :has been so nervous about everything she's written lately:

[ifea-need-help.livejournal.com]

stop freaking out over everything you've written. sheesh, as if you didn't have enough to freak out over.

Your taste, better? why am i..well, not going to say anything.

[getaway-machine.livejournal.com]

Oh my God. ::wails::
::loves this::
::cries::

[notworthy.livejournal.com]

Payback? :still cringes at your Kuro/Fai fic, by the way:

But hee! Thanks.