"I was in the library the other day, in the restricted section, and i read something rather odd about a bit of rare magic. Its called, as i understand it, a Horcrux." Said a handsome, black haired boy.
"I beg your pardon?" Replied Slughorn
"Horcruxes. i came across the term while reading and i didn't fully understand it" he repeated
"Im not sure what your reading, Tom, but this is very dark stuff, very dark indeed" Slughorn protested worryingly.
The sharp eyed boy stepped closer to the nervous professor, tapping the wall as he moved.
"Which is why i came to you" he said charmingly
The professor stares over the young boy, hesitating about the mistake he was about to make.
"A Horcrux is an object in which a person has concealed part of their soul"
"but i don't understand how that works, sir" he presses further.
"One splits ones soul and hides part of it in an object. By doing so, you are protected, should you be attacked and your destroyed." he regrets every word.
"Protected?" Tom pushes
"That part of your soul that is hidden lives on. In other words you cannot die" The professor finally says wanting to leave and forget he ever breathed a word.
"and how does one split the soul, sir?"
"i think you already know the answer to that, Tom"
"Murder"
Sirius POV
Ive had enough, i cannot sit here any longer it had be 4 months since my close encounter and i promised myself to go and see Albus and now i will. Of course i still have to take precautions, so this morning i sent an owl to minerva wondering what time i should go to see Dumbledore without bumping into Harry. And by luck i can see the bobbing creature coming back now.
My little tree from christmas has officially died and my wedding suit I'm wearing is beginning to wither. I really need to shave and shower, my hair has become matte and my beard is gonna be as long as Dumbledores beard. Life goals.
The owl is perch on the log outside and i walk towards it. Its a brown tawny, the bitey ones.
I grab the letter out of its beak before it could nip me and opened it up.
Dear snuffles,
Are you sure this is a good idea? Silly question really your going to come either way.
Dumbledore should be free at noon while Harry is in lesson, that is the best time to go. I will come to Dumbledore office too.
Minerva McGonagall
Noon arrives and i apparate to Grimmauld place, inside is dusty and old, I walk into the hall way, dust bellowing into my lungs. I wonder if kreacher is here? If i get my hands on that house elf, he'd wish he had died with my mother.
I walk past the room, which is where i told Harry we would be a family. A tear drops down my face as i touch the burnt remains of my family tree. I hated this house, but i could bare it when Harry was here.
Crash!
Where did that come from?
Smash!
The kitchen!
I pile downstairs into the kitchen to find..Dung Fletcher, digging in my draws. The swine."I thought you would have more respect, than to route through a dead mans belongs, MUNDUNGUS!" I bellow
He jumps out of his skin, throwing metal plates and bowls onto the floor.
"Sirius! Your your a ghost"
"If i was a ghost" i walk over and drag him up by the shoulders, and send him straight back down by crashing my fist down his right cheek. "I wouldn't be able to do that!"
"oh haha hey siri not like you to be resurrected"
"get out!" i say
"what why"
"GET OUT AND LEAVE ALL THE STUFF YOU STOLE FROM ME FOR SELLING GOODS" I scream
"ok okay" and he immediately apparates leaving his sack.
I was getting frustrated. Annoyed. I reach the fireplace and access the floo network.
Dumbledores office.
I appear in the wise mans office with him not to be seen.
"ARGGH", i scream, i am seriously getting frustrated, i am not a child! Why is everyone treating me like one.
Minerva walks in. "Siriu-"
"where is he?!"
"Is he not here?"
"does he look like he's here?" i snap
"well I'm sorry sirius, he has a reputation for wondering off, but there is no need to bite my hat off" she says offended
"yeah sorry I've just ran in to mundungus snooping through my stuff"
"that rat!" she exclaimed
"is Harry still here?"
"no Sirius your not seeing him"
"Argh" i throw a jar across the office and sit mentally frustrated.
"Sirius if i knew where they were i would of told you by now there no point taking it out on the jar"
i sit there in silence for a minute, thinking everything over, where everything went wrong. I shouldn't of let that old man manipulate me into think this was a good idea. Suddenly a scream penetrates the whole school, the same scream that penetrated my heart. Bellatrix.
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ooo Sirius is loosing his nerve.
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A Sirius Mistake
FanfictionWhat if Sirius Black didn't die?! And it was all a big mistake! What if the curtian, the veil didn't actually carry him away at all! All rights to Jk Rowling for making these amazing books and the wizarding world. All the character belong to her.