Recovery

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"Sirius!?" Narcissa half cried, but he stood upright, grabbing the flashlight and shining it ahead. The footsteps fresh in the snow with the shadow of something running out of sight. "Did it go threw?" Sirius asked, and she slowly walked behind him, turning on a second flashlight. "That's an arrow!" She cried, and he broke the end of it off, close to the part sticking in his upper arm. "pull, quickly." He said, and after a moment of hestation, and a very uncomfortable groan later, she held the broken and bloody part of the arrow in her hand. "I need

To take you back to the ship." Sirius said. "No, we need to find whoever shot you with an arrow. It will take to long to get there and for you to get back, the footprints will be gone by then." Narcissa said, and he knew she was right, and slowly picked back up his flashlight. "I'd say hunting and fishing is how he lived this whole time. He could have gone crazy without another human around. Stay close to me. Your husband will never forgive me if something happens to you." Sirius said, and they followed the footsteps for

Twenty minutes, before they came face to face with who shot Sirius. A boy, maybe twenty years old, stood barefoot, in fur for clothes to keep his body warm during the winter months. His hair was long, tied in some homemade band that rested on his shoulder, and it was bright red. He stood ready to shoot another arrow, but Sirius stopped their movements. "You...aren't who I expect to find." Sirius said, unsure if the boy before him could understand him. He been taught, but had never spoke to anybody other then his father before. He never seen anybody

else before. Just animals and didn't trust them. "...leave." He finally whispered. "Please I just want to talk." Sirius said and Narcissa reach over, turning off the flashlights. The only light, coming form a fire in the far distance. "Are you here alone?" Narcissa asked, and her voice somehow relaxed him. Soft and nothing like he heard before. "......No." He said. "Who are you here with?" She asked and after a long pause. "My...dad. it's...Just been us..." He said. "Get him, can you? We are looking For somebody." Narcissa said before he walked over slowly and grabbed the

flashlight out of her hand. "Point it away form you and hit the button."  Narcissa said and it took him a minute to realize what the button was, but turned it on. "Take it with you." Sirius said. "Come..." He whispered and they followed the boy for a while more. "You...seen the smoke, didn't you?" He finally asked. "Narcissa did. This land isn't even known, I never would have known to come this way if it wasn't for it." Sirius said. "He...always lights it, hoping...somebody would see it, but lost hope anybody would a long time ago..."

He said. "How long ago-" Sirius asked. "Not long after I was born...I never knew her...She was getting sick, he said. He's convinced she had me, so he wouldn't be alone, hoping he be found. Thought, The last winters...a few of them, I...knew one day I'd be left alone..." His voice was hard to hear. He was starting to grow very shy and hurried a little head of them. "You aren't alone anymore, but I really do need to speak to him." Sirius said, seeing the light nod. He just pointed to the fire and Sirius

Helped Narcissa to sit on the log. "I didn't realize how freezing it was. How is he bearfoot." Narcissa said, once the boy walked into some fur made door. Sirius eased to sit down by her. "My head is spinning right now, Narcissa. Maybe I should have told him..." He said. "I don't think it would have made a difference. Harry's experience at sea was needed for this and the connections you have now. Things we wouldn't have had, or me for that matter." Narcissa pointed out. "Beside, the time was now. Not before, for whatever reason." She said and

After a sigh, he nodded. His thoughts weren't any claimer though. The boy return slowly, easing to sit by the fire. Nothing was said for a few minutes. "You can go in now." He whispered. "She's to stay here though." He added and Sirius got to his feet and slowly walked into the little hut. Sirius was knocked clean off his feet, and another arrow pointed out his head, the man before him, who failed to recognize Sirius, holding it. Much like the boy, the hair was long, tied up on some hand man bow, the same fur the boy

had on and was also standing bearfoot. "I'm sending your wife back, as I'm not about to have killing a woman or an expecting mother on my head, but you didn't take my kid's warning. You should have left!" He spoke. "She isn't my wife, prongs." Sirius spoke and it took a second to register, but the bow and arrow was put back in a resting position. He didn't say a word, just reached down, and broke the chain off Sirius neck. The chain to his dog tags. Sirius didn't move though, just waited how he landed. Having trouble seeing

There was hardly any light in that little hut, as the small fire inside was going out. That wasn't the case soon, he added something to it, casing the fire to grow once more. He held the dog tags close to the fire. "...is it really you?" He whispered and Sirius then slowly got back to his feet. "I have men searching, but...this waters aren't safe, hardly anybody traveled. Once, Harry found out the truth and after a week of him not talking to me, we finally set down to work out the details. We've been sealing for a

Month now." Sirius said.