The Great War // Sirius Black

The Great War // Sirius Black

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Sequel to Style, a Sirius Black Fanfic --- When you fight your entire life for something, and suddenly, it's standing a few feet away from you-how are you supposed to react? Is it supposed to be a joyous occasion? Or is it almost numbing, knowing that all that work was over and everything you had done to reach it no longer mattered? Whether small hurdles jumped around or an endless train of pain and revenge you had walked-what is it supposed to feel like? --- Her mind stayed close-she wouldn't let it roam too far right now outside of her own boundaries. With the whispers of what might be happening with the Dark Lord, Lyra couldn't risk a moment of her time. She didn't believe Voldemort was back, but still, she was better safe than sorry right now. Plus, she couldn't focus enough energy on her legilimency now, not when the reason she fought on for so long stood so close-but she couldn't keep that same control with her mouth. "Harry Potter!" When you fight your entire life for something, and suddenly, it's standing a few feet away from you-how are you supposed to react? Is it supposed to be a joyous occasion? Or is it almost numbing, knowing that all that work was over and everything you had done to reach it no longer mattered? Whether small hurdles jumped around or an endless train of pain and revenge you had walked-what is it supposed to feel like? The pub fell silent as her words echoed on the walls. When his regard met hers, Lyra's frigid heart grew weak. She was vulnerable, open to any attacker as she stared at him. He looked confused, straining to see who had called his name over the group of redheads surrounding him. But Molly gave the blonde a nod, stepping aside and giving the thirteen-year-old boy a bit of a shove towards where she stood. Lyra followed suit, meeting him halfway. "Hi?" His voice was unsure, and the sound of it was heaven to Lyra's ears. "My name's Lyra. Lyra Potter....Can I tell you a story?"
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"You should tell him, you know," a familiar voice softly said from behind her. "I know you love him." "Remus," she began turning around to face her friend, "You know I can't do that. He's my best friend, and h-he's in love with his perfect Lily-flower," Elsie sighed as tears began forming in her eyes. "But, Elsie... you don't see the way he looks at you, he-," his sentence was cut off by the girl with tears running down her face. "I don't see how he looks at me, but I see how he looks at her! And, t-that's enough to know that I will n-never be good enough to be with h-him," she snapped through stifled words. "But why don't you just tell him? Why don't you let yourself have a chance at happiness for once?" he asked stepping forwards, wiping her cheeks with his thumbs. "Because...loving him is a losing game. Either way, I'm the one getting hurt," Elsie whispered, falling into the arms of the boy in front of her. SLOW BURN {extended summary inside} (All characters, plots, and aspects of this story belonging to the Harry Potter Universe are credited to JK Rowling.)

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