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Chapter 14- pain

Sienna's POV

I was having the same dream again. Me and Sirius ran away, we lived with the Potters, me and Mallori would play wizard chess and have tons of fun, and I had a amazing boyfriend.

My eyes fluttered open. I slowly sat up. I hissed in pain. I slowly stood up and limped over to my window. I opened it up to see a rainy day. I absolutely love rainy days.

I walked over to my wardrobe and put on some high rise jeans and a white top. I opened my door and peaked out into the hallway. No snoring, no tap of mothers heels. They left. I walked to Sirius's room and knocked on his door.

A bruised eye Sirius answered. "SIRIUS!" I yelled walking into his room. "Good morning to you too." He sarcastically said closing the door. I sat down at his desk. "You shouldn't have done that." I said. "Yes I should've," Sirius said, "I don't like seeing you hurt especially by mother."

I looked up at him and smiled. "How's your legs?" He asked. "Eh" I said, "Could be better." He just chuckled in response. "Do you mind if I use your paper and quill?" I asked with puppy dog eyes.

Sirius just chuckled again. "Go right ahead." He said laying back down. I found a quill and a pretty decent piece of paper. I quickly wrote a letter.

Dear James and Mallori,

First of all whoever got to this letter first make sure you guys are together. So now that you're all there, Mother came home yesterday. I will not be going into detail. I would just like to wish you a happy new year. And that I will see you when we go back to Hogwarts.

Sincerely Sienna Black,

I read over my letter to make sure that it made some sense. I walked out of Sirius's room down the staircase. I went into the kitchen to find our owl hooting like crazy. I just giggled.

I gave him a cracker and let him rest a bit. Once he was done eating I have him the letter and asked, "Please send this to the Potters." He looked up at me and hooted.

I opened the window and he flew away to deliver the letter. I closed the window and walked back upstairs into my room. I closed my door and opened the window. I walked over to my bed and laid down. I need some rest. I grabbed my journal from my night stand. I grabbed some ink and a quill. I started writing about Mother. I was writing and listening to the rain singing a song. I wonder how James is doing?

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