"Sirius..." her bright blue eyes widened at the boy lying over top her, all of his weight crushed her, but the next words were easy to speak: "You saved me." It was true, behind him the willow was going crazy and attacking every moving thing in sight. If he hadn't knocked her down, she would have been half dead by now.
Sirius smirked and pulled on his already loose red-and-gold tie, black hair falling to make a cage over both their faces. "Well," he mused, "someone had to."
Before and during the events of "Never Forgotten."