Will I Lose You Too

Unexpected reveal

Harry was running....... no he was sprinting anything to get away.

A spell went past his face as he dodged it; he kept running.

Away......away from what?

Another spell missed him flying past his ear.

He was breathing heavily and could barely control his breath. He felt like he was running for his life.

It was dark, he couldn't tell where he was going but anywhere was fine if it was away from whoever was chasing him.

"Stupify" Harry yell pointing his wand behind him and not looking back.

That didn't seem to stop the person behind him because they fired another spell past his head.

So Hary tried again "stupify"

"So predictable" he heard the person who was chasing after him yell "Locomotor Mortis"

Harry fell to the ground, feeling the earth beneath his feet catch up with the rest of his body. His legs were bound tightly and he couldn't move them. He had dropped his wand when he hit the ground and could no longer reach it.

He heard the footsteps getting closer from the crunching of the leaves under the person's shoes. He struggled against the ropes trying his best to move his way over to his wand.

The person approached Harry lying on the ground a few moments later. They were wearing a death eater mask and had a black cloak with a hood on.

"Lumos" the person said, shining the light from the wand so they could see Harry's face. "So Harry Potter has run his last race?"

Harry moved his wand from under his arm where he was concealing it.  And started casting a spell when suddenly the person stomped on his wrist.  Harry let out a cry of pain and they went back and forth with their foot rubbing against his wrist. He dropped his wand as a reaction to the pain, unable to hold it any longer.

"Like I said predictable"

The person bent down with their foot still on his wrist and took Harry's wand. They examined it slowly, spinning it around in their fingers with intrigue.

Harry looked at the person with cold eyes wanting more than anything to rip off there stupid mask a bet them to a pulp.

Harry took his other hand and tried to pry the foot off of his wrist. But the person only pressed down harder.

"Ahhhhhhhh" Harry yelled in more pain.

"You know Harry I always thought you would be smarter in these kind of situations" the person said calmly " after all your father wasn't either"

"How would you know I've never even met you before, I don't even know who you are" Harry yelled at the death eater.

"Come on now Harry surly you would recognize me by my voice by now"

Harry looked at the person in confusion.

"Here maybe this will help" the person took off there mask revealing their face to Harry.

Harry's eyes went wide as tears started to form at the bottom of his eyes. And it wasn't from the pain of the man's foot on his wrist.

"Sirius" Harry choked out.

"Yes indeed it is"

"But you can't be-you're...." Harry whispered

"What dead?" Sirius laughed, still bent over Harry. "Oh just look at you now. How does it feel when you've led yourself to death and not someone else?

"What are you talking about Sirius" Harry said

"You know exactly what I'm talking about"

Harry looked at him with confusion.

"You led me to my death by lies and deceptions, by not thinking about the consequences before you act. You trusted what you saw rather than trusting me. And then you left me to die at the ministry" Sirius said with anger.

"It wasn't like that I swear" Harry yelled, not wanting the only family he had left to betray him too.

"Tell me how does it feel to be left defenseless?" Sirius said snapping Harry's wand in half "Cause I would know"

Sirius stood up and tree Harry's wand down on top of him. He stepped off of Harry's wrist and looked down at him with disgust.

Sirius pointed his wand at Harry "Avada kadabra"

A green light flashed in front of Harry's eyes.
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Harry shot straight up in his bed, he was breathing heavily. His chest was rising and falling rapidly as sweat fell down his face. His clothes were pretty much soaked from all of his sweat.

Harry looked around trying to catch a grip on reality. He put his face in his hands and fought back tears of pain that stung his eyes.

Lightning flashed outside as the hard patter of rain was trickling down the window.

Harry grabbed his glasses off of his nightstand and looked at the clock, it was 2:30 in the morning. He had only gotten two hours of sleep.

He laid back down with a defeated sigh and stared at the ceiling. He had had dreams like this ever since Sirius had died. His mind seemed unable to accept that Sirius was gone or maybe it wasn't ready to. Harry definitely wasn't ready to.....at all.

He reached over to his nightstand again and picked up the small piece of mirror shard. He twirled it around in his fingers and examined it.

Harry was hoping that maybe he would be able to catch a glimpse of something or someone.

Harry felt more tears prick at the corners of his eyes. He was so tired of crying, he was so tired but he couldn't seem to get any rest because of his mind. He hated feeling like this all of the time now.

Harry set the mirror down and took off his glasses. Lightning flashed through the room again as the rain got harder on the windows.

Harry wiped his eyes and turned his body to face the wall. He closed his eyes and tried his best to ignore his thoughts.
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