OUR DARLING D

Chapter 18

Seeing Sirius Black in person shouldn't be so shocking when you suspected he was the large Grim-looking dog that suddenly appeared out of nowhere, Draco mused.

"I must be dreaming." Draco muttered to himself, though the onslaught of the Dementor's effects is making it quite clear he's not as he shivered from the chilly air and trying to shrug off the unnecessary sadness churning in his stomach. "Bloody hell, I am not dreaming."

Think fast,Draco! The young blond regarded the situation in front of him.

"It's me you fucking want!" Sirius bellowed, stepping a few paces away from Draco. Sirius glanced at the muttering blond and relaxed slightly when he saw the child is alright.

Draco looked up just then, eyes locking with Sirius. It was a while since Sirius had eye contact with someone looking at him as if he's a person and not be disgusted. Draco waved a hand at him and Sirius could barely contain his flinch as magic swept across his body. He internally gasped as an onslaught of wandless and wordless spells, (diagnostics and cleaning charms) were casted by the young blond. Truly a purebred, with the magic power this strong.

Gaining enough energy to fight off one measly dementor, Sirius couldn't help but chuckle as the wand let out sparks (clearly comfortable in his hold and welcoming, no doubt sensing the Black blood running through Sirius' veins). He made a mental note to send Narcissa a bouquet for giving Draco a custom made Black wand as he turned at the dementor moving erratically at the sight of his intended target. He shot a strong barrier and a wordless warming charm at Draco's direction enough that Draco stopped shivering.

Ah, yes. Still got it. Sirius grinned at the show of his magic, still going strong and thrumming excitedly in his veins.

"This'll be finished, soon." Sirius drawled, sending a confident smirk at Draco's way. He turned to the dementor who was convulsing at the sight of Sirius Black, probably calling reinforcements. Sirius wordlessly casted another barrier around it with a silencio so it wouldn't be able to call for backup. (That would've been bad). He then whispered another incantation he'd been waiting to cast for twelve years, thinking of each and every happy memory during his Hogwarts days. "Expecto Patronum."

The dementor, not realizing that it is inside a barrier, could only let out an ugly screeching sound (which was thankfully not heard outside the barrier) as a huge silver dog soundlessly barked and growled and jumped around it, even going through it at one point. Sirius waved Draco's wand once again and the barrier dissipated and watched as the dementor finally floated away, frantically at that. Once it was out of Hogwarts territory, Sirius lowered his wand but still remained vigilant.

"Well, that was anticlimactic." Sirius commented. "But damn, it felt good." With another flick of his wand, the silver dog had circled Sirius before going to Draco. The dog nuzzled Draco before disappearing in wisps of silvery smoke.

"Hey there, cousin." was the only thing Sirius could say, kneeling down. Sirius pulled up his tattered sleeve and performed the Traditional Blood Identification Spell wordlessly. (Again, one of those Pureblood hippogriff shit Sirius mastered)

He gritted his teeth in pain as blood flew out off his arm even though there is no puncture wound and magical runes surrounded the blood trickling out of him, magic identifying him as it spelled out into the air.

Sirius Orion Black
Head, The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black

The bright runes disappeared and Sirius' blood dripped down on the ground creating a magical circle by Sirius' feet, before lighting up (identifying him as the owner of the blood) and disappearing again.

"Well, fuck. I didn't know I was the appointed head now." Sirius said, wiping away sweat that formed in his forehead from the magical strain. He handed the wand back to Draco. "Here you go, cousin."