Dark Beauty /Sirius Black/ [2]

Dark Beauty - 27.

Chapter 27

Her head was pounding, and her stomach was burning with so much pain, but she could hardly care for that. When she had casted the killing curse as well as the multiple others - the figures realised they were drastically outnumbered and retreated, gone too early to watch Adria stumble to her brother's lifeless side.

She was screaming, sobs strangled and choked and holding his face, ignoring the tears falling onto his suit covered in snow and mud, "Alfie...Alfie please!"

"Alfie!" she screeched at the top of her lungs, fully slapping the boy just in case, in case he was just unconscious and not what she thought, she couldn't bear the thought of thinking the worst. She was having fun, content and relaxed and happy and it was fully stripped from her as she screamed strangled cries and gripped onto the boy lying lifeless for dear life.

She couldn't fathom the thought of him being dead, he couldn't be.

She punched his chest, slapping him and trying to wake him - he was just asleep, and he would wake up, maybe the killing curse couldn't affect him, or didn't affect him. Maybe he was special and shielded it with some sort of dormant magic that helped him.

But she knew, and so did Sirius as he screamed too, falling in front of a lifeless Grace who - even after death - held onto her husband's hand, both falling at the same time and clutching each other as they fell to the ground just after their death.

"No!" Adria screamed, clutching her stomach when another strike of pain engulfed her, furiously wiping her tears and holding onto her brother.

"Alfie!" she sobbed even louder at the sound of Alina's voice, followed by Benji who fell beside her, screaming out protests of the boy.

"He...he'll wake up, right?!" Benji screeched, biting his fist to hold in his sob, "he- he's just...unconscious?!"

"Alfie..." Alina squeaked, grabbing hold of her brother's hand on the opposite side. Lia had moved beside Grace with Sirius, eyes full of pain and heart full of hurt and she didn't know what to do except cry.

"He- no!" Adria cried, falling into Benji who held her as much as she held him, "it was...Benji, it was the killing curse."

Benji sucked in a deep breath, the pain engulfing every bone in his body. This was Alfie - the boy who had a hard time fitting in but still somehow managed to be the most incredible role model that Benji could ever think of, who made mistakes and was flawed but still loved everyone with his full heart.

"No," Alina squeaked, falling into Jesse who fell to his knees beside her, kissing the girl's forehead and silently crying himself as he held her.

Adria winced again at the pain in her stomach, at the burning sensation and she wasn't sure if she even wanted to look down in case there was a wound. She was in an excruciating amount of pain, but she was forcing herself to push past it.

She was clutching onto Alfie for dear life, sobbing about how she was supposed to save him, screaming his name. She couldn't lose another family member, she just couldn't.

"He's not dead!" she screamed, sobbing so much that it got caught in her throat, "he can't be dead - no! no!"

She screamed when two arms pulled her away from them and into their chest and she screamed an cried as Milo held her to him, keeping her close to him as the Professors who attended the party inspected the boy with silent mournful glances in the family's direction.

"Shh...It's going to be alright, Addy," Milo whispered quietly but she shook. She was fully shaking, her full body shaking - partly from the pain - and mostly from the thought of him being gone.