Missing You ~ Sirius Black

Chapter 8 - Missing You

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Chapter 8

Jordyn POV

~ A muggleborn once told me; You don’t appreciate how good you have things until you have things until they’re already gone. ~

Could this all have possibly been a dream? Was it just that I really am crazy and it was an hallucination that my insane mind made up? How long have I been in here for? Is Sirius really in here? Am I really a werewolf?

Thoughts like that kept coming to my mind. In my mind I wasn’t used to the dirtiness of Azkaban. I wasn’t used to the rats that would crawl over you’re feet every few minutes. And most of all, I wasn’t used to being here without Sirius. Even if he wasn’t ever here, and that it was all my imagination gone crazy. Maybe, in reality, he’s married with a kid, maybe two. I just wish that my brain would have let me stay with him just a bit longer. 

I looked around me. There, right in front of me, was the big hole that combined the two cells. The cells that belonged to Sirius and I. But then, maybe the hallucinations worked around my surroundings. Maybe there’s a whole other reason why the hole is in the wall. 

I look down at myself. I’m in a cleanish white and grey, woman’s prison uniform. My hands are handcuffed together. But not with the muggle kind of handcuffs. These ones may look the same but they are enchanted to make the person they are cuffed onto unable to use magic at all. Same with the cuff that is hooked to my right ankle that connects to a wall.

I’m pretty sure that they weren’t on me before. 

“I see you’re back sweety,” said a highly insane and quite scratchy voice that I remember to belong to non other than Bellatrix Lestrange. 

“Back?” I asked her a bit confused. “But that would mean that this has all been real. It wasn’t all an hallucination. It was real. I escaped and now I’m back.” I said more to myself than to Bella. 

“What would make you think that it was alright to escape but not bring me with you?” she asked angrily. This surprised me a bit.

“Well you’re the one who told me to never think about others. In my mind all I was thinking of was getting my ass outta this hell hole. Even if it did mean becoming close to your blood traitor cousin.” I lied smoothly. 

She gave a short but crazy laugh. “Very good, very good. I’ve taught you well.”

Sirius POV

For a good month I looked in the London area for Lou. I still couldn’t find her. ‘She couldn’t have gotten that far as a ferret’ I thought one day. 

I’m currently sitting in a small cave just outside of the London area. I have a bag that contains some food scraps that some muggles gave me, and a copy of this afternoon’s prophet that I haven’t even looked at yet. 

I took the prophet out of the small bag that Lou enchanted for me. It was that same bag that she stuffed with sweets the first day that we escaped. I sighed at the thought of not being near her. Why do good things have to end so quickly? Why can’t they just last?

When I looked down the the prophet I saw a picture of Lou.

I felt like dying.

Mass murderer, Jordyn Lewis back in Azkaban after her escape over a year ago. Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge says, “We didn’t want to give her the kiss because we thought it wouldn’t be enough of a punishment. After talking to some of the wizards that help run Azkaban we have come to a conclusion that there just simply wasn’t enough security.”

It went on and on. I just didn’t want to believe it. How could she be put back in Azkaban... again.

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