Chapter 9 : A Special Place
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Feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be
You can't make it come or go.
-The Fray: Happiness
Sirius slowly turned around to look at the castle. Alina kept one hand on his arm as though she were deathly scared. He could feel her fingers trembling through his Quidditch robes. As his eyes locked with the Hogwarts castle, he suddenly felt rage pulsing through his body. He tried to run toward the castle, but she gripped his robes tighter.
“Don’t,” she pleaded with him, still tugging onto his muscular arm. “What if you get hurt or…or killed?”
He didn’t want to answer her question. He stood, looking at her, for a few moments. He was attempting, in vain, to make a decision. The answer came when Dumbledore strode up to the two. Alina was still clinging desperately to Sirius’s arm whilst Dumbledore began talking.
“I do not want you to fight. There are plenty of Aurors on call. I want you two to go to your, erm, Special Place,” Dumbledore said. Sirius’s brow furrowed in confusion.
“You will know what I’m talking about,” he said, pointing his long and bony finger toward the Whomping Willow. Dumbledore turned back and Sirius watched as his figure walked into the castle.
“What is he talking about?” Alina said. Sirius didn’t say anything, but instead took her trembling hand in his steady one and led her to the Whomping Willow. The leaves crunched beneath their feet and this made Sirius oddly nervous. He had been the Shrieking Shack dozens of times before with the same fear of being heard, but it bothered him more today.
Alina looked at Sirius suspiciously when the arrived to the monstrous tree. He knew he had to wait for James, Remus, and Peter in order for him to get into the shack that lie within the Whomping Willow. Alina stayed quiet and Sirius was glad. This meant that he didn’t have to explain anything to her yet.
When he saw his fellow Marauders and Lily nearing, Sirius morphed into his dog form. Alina eyed him curiously and watched as the rest, save Remus, changed into the Animagus forms. James was a stag and Peter was a rat. Sirius felt Alina’s fingers blindly petting him. She continued to watch in awe as James galloped to them and Peter scurried in the same direction.
Each of the Marauders, barring Remus, did their job to open the hole at the base of the Whomping Willow’s trunk. Sirius watched as Remus took Lily’s and Alina’s hands and gave them the instruction to slide. Sirius looked carefully at Alina as she looked to him. He nodded his dog head to tell her that it was all right to go. She let Lily go first and followed once Lily had shouted the okay for Alina to slide. She looked at Sirius nervously before continuing. Remus followed her closely since she didn’t know what was going on. James, Sirius, and Peter went in next, still in their Animagus forms.
Once they made their entry to the Shrieking Shack, the three Animagi turned back into their human forms. James attentively walked over to Lily’s side as Sirius walked casually over to Alina.
“This is the Shrieking Shack,” Remus said, obviously reading Alina’s mind.
“What is it for?” Alina asked as she looked around at the dusty and worn down furniture. She didn’t look at it as though it was repulsive, which surprised Sirius endlessly.
“I am a werewolf,” Remus answered, somewhat hesitantly.
“We bring him here when there’s a full moon. We never expected it to be used for safety or we’d try to clean it,” James said.
“I don’t think that we’d ever clean it, Prongs,” Sirius said, laughing as he put his arm around Alina’s shoulders.
“Let’s see here,” Lily said as she squinted one of her eyes as though she was straining to see something. “I’ve got it.”
She flicked her wand gracefully and the dust, dirt, and grime lifted from the furniture, floor, and makeshift fireplace. She smiled proudly. James grinned as well for he believed that everything Lily did was wonderful.
They all sat silently for many hours. They watched as the afternoon sky turned into a beautiful sunset and then into a blanket of stars. Sirius and Alina were sitting in a loveseat. Her feet were curled under her body and she rested her head against his shoulder and put her hand on his chest. Sirius had his feet outstretched on the ottoman before him and rested his chin lazily on top of Alina’s. He knew that Alina had fallen sleep a couple of hours previous, for her chest was rising and falling rhythmically and she hadn’t said much. The rest had fallen asleep as well, save Sirius. He continued looking out the window and tightened his grip around Alina’s shoulders.
“What time is it?” Alina said groggily. Sirius hadn’t noticed that she had woken up until she had said something. She snuggled closer to Sirius as she waited for a response.
“I’m not sure,” he whispered, kissing the top of her head. She wrapped her arm around his midsection and put her head back on his shoulder. He allowed his head to loll onto hers as he fell to sleep.
“Sirius, wake up,” Alina said as she nudged his chest to wake him. He grumbled and buried his head further into the throw pillow that he had propped under his head in the middle of the night.
“I’m not joking, wake up,” she said, this time more urgently.
“What?” he groaned as he sat up to his full sitting height. That was when he realized what was wrong. Sirius and Alina were the only two inside the Shrieking Shack.
“Where are they?” he said, fully awake now. She shrugged her shoulders and stood up. She looked in every corner and he couldn’t help but laugh.
“What’s so funny?” Alina said as she desperately continued searching.
“You aren’t going to find anyone there, love. This is a one room shack. We don’t call it a shack because it sounds scary,” he teased.
“This isn’t funny.”
Sirius stood up and walked over to her. He slung his hands around her waist. She pouted in a good natured way. She allowed her arms to slink around his neck. Her nose touched his in away that tempted him so.
“You look very cute when you’re frustrated,” Sirius said.
“Do I?” she said, as though this were all a game and that he was simply hiding his friends under a floor board. He put his hands on her cheeks and kissed her romantically. He felt her hands touch his jaw line. They broke apart, but kept their hands on each others’ faces.
“We should go,” Sirius said, shocking himself at his good advice. Alina nodded as he grasped her hand and led her through the tunnel that led to the outside world. He went first so that he could help her out of the hole.
As he emerged from the tunnel, Sirius looked around. The Hogwarts grounds were in complete disarray. There were bodies and rubble from whatever had happened across the grounds. Sirius blindly helped Alina from the tunnel.
“How could this happen?” she said sadly as she looked at the same sight that he was. Sirius had nothing to say for once in his life.
“We should go back to the castle,” Sirius said as he stood up, helping Alina from the ground.
A/N: You know the drill, cookies if you review. ^^
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