Delilah Pierce didn't have the best home life, and when in school she tended to blend in with the crowd. She didn't mind it though, she was perfectly content with her 2 friends and her brother.
But what happens when she comes back to her six year a...
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I sat here, with my head resting on James's shoulder, feeling that awful void in my heart. I didn't think he would be in the memory, sometimes the spell digs deeper than it should and shows whatever it wants. It was hard to push them out of the memory, it took away more energy than it usually does.
Seeing him laughing, hearing his voice again...It was all too much at once. knowing that I will only ever see him again in my memories is like a punishment. Memories are punishments.
Memories are constant reminders of what you lost - who you lost. They show you how your life was back then, knowing you can't never go back to that moment. They remind me of how happy I was, even with all the shitty things happening around me, I was happy because he was with me though every little thing.
My bond with kay was...ineffable. There are no words that described how much we meant to each other. He was everything to me, still is. We had always been together, even our emotions were in sync since we were very little. I could tell how he felt even if he wasn't in the room, we even dreamt the same thing sometimes.
We had different styles, interests, pastimes, In those we may differ. But we were like a circle, in some way, one fills up one half and one fills up the other. We were basically one person separated into two bodies.
If one of us was sad, we both were. If one of us was mad, we both were. If one of us felt lonely, then we both were lonely together. We just worked like that.
And now I don't know what to do with myself. I feel like I'm not working properly...Like a machine that's missing important parts, without them it's just broken - I'm broken.
Separating us was the worst type of torture I have ever endured.
"So, when am I going to meet him?" Sirius asked, looking expectantly at his Brother.
Reg bit the inside of his cheek - something he does when he's upset - and looks down at his ring covered fingers, "You can't"
Sirius frowns, "Why not?"
"He umm, He-" Regulus swallowed hard and cleared his throat, still looking down. "He passed away" He mumbled, there was a waver in his voice that cut through me so deeply.
I felt James squeeze my hand, Sirius blinked taken aback and let out a rapid breath, "Oh..."
I could almost see the wheels in his head turning, He looked at his brother's crestfallen face and frowned harder. "wardrobe?"
Regulus's head snapped to his brother, eyes wide. "What?"
"Wardrobe?" Sirius repeated, standing up from the ground and extending his hand at Regulus.
