Time Astral | Sirius Black

18||The Visions

April 5th, 1995

It was a cold night, colder than any she'd faced before.

The fact that she wasn't wearing the right clothes to accommodate the weather was even more unbearable and she moodily made her way to the illuminated streets.

She was walking down a street which seemed to have no end. Her feet were aching but she walked and walked and walked until she'd reached a cave's mouth.

Someone was screaming her name from within. She looked inside, careful about her stepping when she caught site of it, of him.

It was a young boy, barely eighteen, soft raven curls falling over his grey eyes, his mouth crusted with blood, screams emitting from his mouth as something dragged him inside the water, only for him to claw his way out again.

"ALASIA – ALASIA – HELP ME!"

She was backing away, a mantra of no coursing through her a the sight, just as she turned around, only to come face to face with a skeletal form, hollows where the eyes should be, battered, eaten skin.

She screamed and the place changed.

It was a bar, a pub. An Aristocratic themed pub with a stage towards the corner.

"Come on! Its them- the band!" someone yelled over the loud music.

She turned around, only to gasp as she glanced at a beautiful man, long black hair tied behind in a pony, grey eyes gazing into her own. He raised a brow, waiting. And she slowly nodded.

He took her hand with a grin and she was yet again surprised to find that he had callouses on his hands. The song went on and the man was screaming his lungs out beside her. She softly smiled at his antics, something twisting in her chest.

He licked his lips after yelling and pushed his gelled hair back from his eyes each time they'd fall and she had to do everything in her power to resist tucking them behind. She was busy staring when he randomly kissed her, so hard and rough, she nearly staggered back.

Not knowing what she was doing, she kissed him back, unable to resist as his hands grabbed her waist and hers tangled in his hair. He pulled back and smiled, and for a moment, she was stunned by his beauty.

"You seem happy." She inhaled deeply.

"I'm always happy with you in case you haven't noticed." He chuckled, pulling her closer as he entwined his fingers with her, placing her hand on his shoulder as he did his on her waist.

"Who are you?" She asked then.

He frowned. "Allie?"

"Why are you calling me Allie?"

He laughed. "What are you talking about? Are you alright, my love?"

"Who are you?"

"I'm Siri – "

The location changed again and she was falling, her elegant red dress converting into pants and a brown top as she stared at an unimaginable scene.

She could see the same man from before knelt over two bodies, he looked older – but barely. He had a stubble now and his hair were let loose.

He stood up then, walked a few steps and looked back, just a bit and his chin contorted as he tried to stop more tears. He smiled, the expression as hollow and sunken as his heart as he nodded in her direction and muttered a soft, barely audible, "I love you."

She tried to stand but her legs were giving away. What was this place? She didn't want to be here. She didn't want to be surrounded by death. "No – no, wait."