Chapter 121

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"Pup I need to give you something"

I had been lying under the warm covers for hours, just staring into the abyss. My eyes were heavy yet they couldn't shut. I refused to close them

Any darkness meant reliving that dream. Reliving the dream which was actually real. My mind swirling with depressing thoughts as I refuse to move or talk

Sirius had attempted to console me or at least try and give me some food, yet each offer was silently declined. I felt my mood attack the entire house. Anyone who would enter would be able to smell nothing other than grief

"What?" I question, still staring into the unknown. To my right was a sigh then a force which pushed down the mattress. Slowly I turned my head to see Sirius sitting there, he sadly watches me with a small box in his hand

"Your dad" He sighed, gesturing to the small box "Gave this to me before we left. He said to wait until there was a sign...and I guess this was the sign"

He carefully handed over the box as I then gently pulled the ribbon. My eyes glued to the box as I pull off the lid. Inside was a key which had been wrapped in tissue paper

"A key?" I heard Sirius quietly mutter to himself. Surprisingly to him, I pull myself out of bed, slipping my hand under the bed to where I had slid that bag under. I obtain the bag then haul it onto the bed. From the corner of my eye, I see Sirius curiously watching me

I enter the key before twisting them pulling down the zip. My lungs exhale as I pull the bag open. On top was an envelope which was addressed with my name

Gently, I bite my bottom lip as I pull out the folded parchment inside

"Oh my god" I choke, raising my hand to my face as the other remains to hold the letter

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"Oh my god" I choke, raising my hand to my face as the other remains to hold the letter

"Pup" Sirius whispers

"She was pregnant when she died" I cried, collapsing against Sirius. He wraps his arms around me and takes the letter out of my hands

"I'm so sorry pup" He whispered, rubbing a hand across my back repeatedly

"Why is everything changing too fast?" I question. Not sure of the answer myself. I'm sure no one knew the answer. In approximately the past five months, too much had changed. For starters I though Sirius was getting tortured, then I happen to die, then I see mum and Reggie, then I come back to life, then I have to go into hiding, then my dad dies and lastly I find out that I could've had a younger sibling right now if she hadn't been killed

"I don't know pup" He whispered, kissing the top of my head "I don't know"

We stayed in this position for quite a while until I forced myself to sit up again. My hands wondered over to the bag which I pulled closer. Carefully I slipped my hand into the bad. This time I started to pull out random items

"What on earth?" Sirius questioned, leaning up

"This is mums stuff" I whisper, recognising some of the belongings. I then found a couple of books "And potentially some diaries"

Each diary, like the albums she had at Grimmauld Place, had the year date they were for

"1984" Sirius says, looking at one "You would've been what...four?"

"More likely three or four" I nod. He opens the book to find each page filled to the brim. In it where also several clippings or photos which were slid in the middle "Look at that...little Ophelia"

He waves a little photo of me from that summer. I was wearing a poker dot dress with my hair in two pigtails. In my hand was an ice cream which seemed to be more on my face than in my mouth

"Well she's written all about you and your day to day activities" Sirius comments, reading the words scribbled onto the page. A grin grows on his face "Oh how much blackmailing material she's given me"

"Wait what?!" I look over his shoulder to see that my mum had written many of my embarrassing moments from when I was younger "You cannot blackmail me"

"And why not?"

"Because I'm your favourite person in the whole world"

"Who told you that?" He frowns, raising an eyebrow

"You"

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(A/N)
Apologies these chapters are short it's just that idk what to write most of the time. Like I can't use stuff I do because all I do at home is lay on my bed the whole day

Also you probably didn't see the announcement on my wall - but I had a horrible headache yesterday and thinking of what to write caused it more, so sorry ~ yes I've run out of draft chapters again 😩😩

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