Lumos ⤳ sirius black

Chapter 60, Resting.

*Lucys POV*

 "You still aren't going to tell me? Please?"

 Padfoot had gone on like this, wanting to know how she died.

 "I can't," I told him, my voice breaking. "I really can't Sirius. You don't want to know."

 "I do, please."

 "No! Sirius can't you understand? Even if I tell you.. just telling you, thinking about it, I relieve it. I can't."

 The memory itself was horrid. 

 It was night and I arrived in a muggle suburb. There were some death eaters dueling the aurors in front of the house. From the house the death eaters were guarding were ear piercing screams coming out of it. I miraculously got in and saw bodies scattered around the house. 

 I found the source of the screaming and found a death eater torturing her. I connected the dots and saw that they were torturing her for information. I stupefied him but he had said another spell quicker than me. 

  "Avada Kedavra."

"SIRIUS ORION BLACK I SAID NO!" Snapping, I accioed my jacket and apparated someplace else. I had just thought of a place and apparated there. 

I was back at Hyères.

 "Fuck."

~*~

I stayed there for about an hour and finally went back to Godrics Hollow. I entered and saw a drunk Sirius passed out on the couch. 

 If I didn't love him, I would probably kick his ass right about now.

"Fuck you Sirius Black," I swore under my breath.

 Out of me being hungry, I made a quesadilla, and I heard the door open. Out of paranoia I pointed my wand to the door and found that it was Prongs and Lily. 

 "Easy, it's just us."

"Er, right, sorry."

I put my wand away and kept on eating. We talked and Sirius woke up eventually. He was still drunk but not passed out drunk which was nice. Lily and James left though, about 20 minutes before he woke up.

"Hey Si."

"Hey Lums."

"I'm sorry about leaving you earlier."

"No, don't be sorry. I'm sorry, I just really shouldn't pressure you like that. Sorry for it being cheesy."

"It's fine. At least you're honest."

 He threw up a couple times, but for me the moment was perfect. 

We were both wrapped in a blanket, cuddling and the fire in front of us was roaring. I wish I could've captured the moment, where everything was perfect, no war going on, nothing like that, just this comfortable memory that I would treasure forever. 

~*~

"I was wrong! Being a auror exhausting!"

 "No duh Ross." Prongs said.

"Well I am going to be Black in three months time."

"Few months time, then you're still not a Black. But you're a Ross."

"Shush!"

 It was once again late at night, and I was with Padfoot and Prongs. We had a tendency of not sleeping. I think it's because we're all so scared of the war. 

 "Yeah mate, she's going to be a Black soon. Respect your superiors."

 "Your just 145 days older than me Pads!"

 "Respect. Your. Superiors."

And then Prongs threw a pillow at him and created a pillow fight. I honestly thought we were dead when we accidentally woke her up.

"Are you guys having a pillow fight? Without me?"

And with that, it turned into a bigger fight.