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Fortune_Cookie · 07-08-2006, 10:12 PM

Part of this story takes from the Sirius Black journal entry that I created in the SBFC. Writing that entry got me going on another possible story, and this is the product of that!

I hate this place. It's freezing and dreary. My heart feels heavy, weighed down with the unhappy memories of a childhood marred with prejudice and the ever-falling rain. I can hear it splash around me, filling every crevice of this God-forsaken cell.

As I reach out to touch the bars, the rust on them pricks my finger like a thorn. Drawing back, I retreat to a corner of the cell, but the stone on my back is hard and icy, serving little comfort. Hopelessly wrapping my arms around my body, I slowly rock back and forth, my breath frigid.

What did I do to deserve this? I didn't do anything. Curse the death eaters, cruse the name of Peter Pettigrew. They have ruined me, and ruined me well. My life is over.

Then it comes. Drifting towards me in a shroud, it turns to me, its face of nothingness seeming to see right through my soul. Cold, cold, cold. When will it go away? I see my breath in front of me, billowing white. The air around me is tickling my cheeks unpleasantly. Crystals of ice have begun to form on my tattered clothes.

There is no hope for me.

Finally, its gliding figure passes. Still, I feel bleak. The ice crystals are still lining my rags. I cannot get out. These prison bars are too strong, too ruthless. I will wallow in pity until the dementors suck every breath that I contain. There is nothing for me beyond this imprisonment. Nothing.

Or is there?

Somewhere deep within my chasm of black thought, I start to form a plan. It’s a risky plan, but the Sirius I know (or knew) doesn’t mind daring. Each day, the thought grows on me. There are days when I push it away, rendering it impossible, but it always bounds back to haunt me.

I find that when I rehearse my plans, however, it somehow deters the dementors’ effects on my mood. Granted, I still flounder in the depressing recollections they conjure, but underlying, there is a spark of anticipation.

One day, the air is extremely hazy and moist with the returning rain. I decide to make my exit. Now, how did we used to do it? The key is to concentrate. So I do. Nothing happens. I try again. And again. Still I remain human.

Then I remind myself who I am. I am Sirius Black. The Sirius Black. Nothing gets in my way. Taking a deep breath, I give it another shot. Shortly after, a weird sensation fills my stomach, making my arms and legs tingle. In the blink of an eye, I am turned into Sirius Black—the dog version.

I nearly bark with joy, but remember that the dementors are probably not far off. Studying my black fur, I notice that it’s more scuffed than usual. Stretching out a paw and rolling it, I oil my joints. Nervously sticking my head through the bars of the cell, I peer around me.

No dementor is in sight. I think I am skinny enough to fit through these bars. Taking a hesitant step out of the bar, I keep my sharp eyes peeled for danger. So far, so good. Both front paws and my head are out of the cell. Now for the shoulders. With an excessive amount of wriggling, I free the first half of my body.

Then a fear and heaviness grips my heart. One is coming. I can feel it. Hastily, I try to wriggle back into the cell. I’m stuck. Growling softly with the effort, I push and tug. I’m not moving an inch. I’m starting to lose hope. I’m sinking into despair. Nothing will be happy again. Why am I trying so hard? What use is it?

But I must go on. Shaking my head to rid it of such absurdness, I decide if I can’t go back in, I must push out. With a burst of energy, I leap forward. Almost. My body budges a considerable amount.

I can do this. I can do this.

With a final heave, I spring myself from the clutch of those fearsome bars. They let me go reluctantly. Panting with my adrenaline rush, I notice a dementor hovering over the patch of dank ground about a foot away from my shivering body.

Is it moving towards me? I think it is. I’m too scared, too petrified to move. My eyes are darting to the exit. Dementors can’t detect animals as well as wizard or witches, I remember. Should I make a dash for it? It’s either now or never.

By some means I know not of, I’m able to pad towards the steps that lead to the main prison floor. I don’t stop to look for dementors; I just go for it. The door is open, gaping at me. It’s welcoming me into its embrace. I can feel a gust of air issuing from it. My four paws run towards it, but I’m too excited to see that a dementor is sensing my movement.

It soars towards me, leaving traces of iciness in its wake. I freeze in my tracks. The feeling is gripping me again, refusing to let go…

Maybe it’s a good thing I stand still. After a few moments, a prisoner’s yell erupts the stony silence. With a venomous hiss, the dementor jerks its head towards the noise and floats down the stairwell.

It’s almost too good to be true. Once I get out that door, all my wishes will be restored. Every bad scrap of a memory that I’ve been reminded of these past years will dissipate in my bliss.

The last three steps that I take away from Azkaban and into the real world are the most triumphant ones. The moment my fur comes in contact with the fresh, pure air, I bark and whoop for joy. Bounding away in great strides, I carry myself away. I don’t care where I go, as long as it’s away from the grasp of that dreaded prison.

And for the longest moment, I feel something that I haven’t felt for years and years: hope.

fin

Here are the links to the first and last parts of this trilogy:
The Sirius Trilogy: The Black Traitor
The Sirius Trilogy: The Black Ending

HPlover_09 · 07-10-2006, 02:05 AM

Wooohoo! First to post! I just want to say that this fanfic is super! I can't wait for the last part of the Trilogy!

LadyNerd · 07-11-2006, 03:49 PM

Yea Cookie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMSJL!! I adore you soooooo much!! This is absolutely wonderful!!! I love your expressive use of words and I can just see Sirius in my mind never giving up hope. Wonderful!!!

Blackwidow · 07-11-2006, 04:16 PM

*stalks stacey*

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Originally Posted by Fortune_Cookie

Then I remind myself who I am. I am Sirius Black. The Sirius Black. Nothing gets in my way.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Cookie

Then a fear and heaviness grips my heart. One is coming. I can feel it. Hastily, I try to wriggle back into the cell. I’m stuck. Growling softly with the effort, I push and tug. I’m not moving an inch. I’m starting to lose hope. I’m sinking into despair. Nothing will be happy again. Why am I trying so hard? What use is it?

You totally had me chearing here, i kept jumping on my chair "get out.. get out" hehehe *loves*

That was an awesome FF cookie well done

Fortune_Cookie · 07-11-2006, 04:34 PM

Quote:

Wooohoo! First to post! I just want to say that this fanfic is super! I can't wait for the last part of the Trilogy!

Thanks!

I'll post the link when the last part is up.

Quote:

Yea Cookie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

OMSJL!! I adore you soooooo much!! This is absolutely wonderful!!! I love your expressive use of words and I can just see Sirius in my mind never giving up hope. Wonderful!!!

Yay, Stacey, I feel loved.

Thanks so much!

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Originally Posted by Mad-Eye04

*stalks stacey*

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You totally had me chearing here, i kept jumping on my chair "get out.. get out" hehehe *loves*

That was an awesome FF cookie well done

Woot! Thanks, Rhea!

Padie · 07-12-2006, 02:17 PM

OMG! It's so beautiful!

I absolutely love it! It even seems that it really is Sirius the one who wrote that. I can't wait to read the last part *nods*

Arabella Dior · 07-12-2006, 09:41 PM

brillant story! i cant wait to read more!

Ari

loyal_seeker · 07-19-2006, 06:52 PM

I Love It!!!!

Fortune_Cookie · 07-20-2006, 08:47 AM

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Originally Posted by HermionePotter89

OMG! It's so beautiful!

I absolutely love it! It even seems that it really is Sirius the one who wrote that. I can't wait to read the last part *nods*

Thanks!

Quote:

brillant story! i cant wait to read more!

Ari

Thankies! I'll be sure to put the link in this thread once the last part is up. My site (link in siggy) also keeps everyone up on the newsflashes regarding all my fics.

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I Love It!!!!

Thank you

Maxilocks · 07-20-2006, 10:09 AM

Oh-me-gosh. Mah Cookie hash another Sirius Fan Fic and Maxschie doesn't know? *pokes you* You ought to have told me. I swear I'm addicted to this Thread. Arrgh – Why did it have to be a one-shot? OMSL, this ish absolute Love.

Quote:

Originally Posted by Cookie

I hate this place. It's freezing and dreary. My heart feels heavy, weighed down with the unhappy memories of a childhood marred with prejudice and the ever-falling rain. I can hear it splash around me, filling every crevice of this God-forsaken cell.

Oh my God. To begin with, this is just too beautiful, Cookie. I can feel the emotions myself.

My poor, darling Sirius. *kisses*

Quote:

As I reach out to touch the bars, the rust on them pricks my finger like a thorn. Drawing back, I retreat to a corner of the cell, but the stone on my back is hard and icy, serving little comfort. Hopelessly wrapping my arms around my body, I slowly rock back and forth, my breath frigid.

Those evil people who sent him to that horrid, horrid, HORRID Place. They will so pay on my hands. *keels* I feel so sad.

Quote:

What did I do to deserve this? I didn't do anything. Curse the death eaters, cruse the name of Peter Pettigrew. They have ruined me, and ruined me well. My life is over.

For the billionth time in my life, I want to suffocate Peter Pettigrew and skin him alive. That nasty, good-for-nothing traitor. *pets her Sirius Luff*

Quote:

Then it comes. Drifting towards me in a shroud, it turns to me, its face of nothingness seeming to see right through my soul. Cold, cold, cold. When will it go away? I see my breath in front of me, billowing white. The air around me is tickling my cheeks unpleasantly. Crystals of ice have begun to form on my tattered clothes.

This is too sad to comment on, Cookie. Let me just say that I love the way you write.

Quote:

There is no hope for me.

*goes to sit in a corner and cry her eyes out*

Quote:

Finally, its gliding figure passes. Still, I feel bleak. The ice crystals are still lining my rags. I cannot get out. These prison bars are too strong, too ruthless. I will wallow in pity until the dementors suck every breath that I contain. There is nothing for me beyond this imprisonment. Nothing.

Or is there?

There is - An even more horrid Veil and a mysterious death.

Ahh, poor Sirius.

Quote:

Somewhere deep within my chasm of black thought, I start to form a plan. It’s a risky plan, but the Sirius I know (or knew) doesn’t mind daring.

Which ish why Maxie will never, ever EVER give up on her Sirius.

Quote:

Each day, the thought grows on me. There are days when I push it away, rendering it impossible, but it always bounds back to haunt me.

It should haunt you - You're supposed to escape.

Quote:

I find that when I rehearse my plans, however, it somehow deters the dementors’ effects on my mood. Granted, I still flounder in the depressing recollections they conjure, but underlying, there is a spark of anticipation.

*huggles Sirius* That's my man. Show them what you can do, Siriushhh.

Quote:

One day, the air is extremely hazy and moist with the returning rain. I decide to make my exit. Now, how did we used to do it? The key is to concentrate. So I do. Nothing happens. I try again. And again. Still I remain human.

Awww, don't worry, Sirius. It will all work out eventually. Even though you will have to die soon.

*tear-tear*

Quote:

Then I remind myself who I am. I am Sirius Black. The Sirius Black. Nothing gets in my way.

But of course. How admirable, Cookie. You really know how to write Sirius.

*nod-nod*

Quote:

Taking a deep breath, I give it another shot. Shortly after, a weird sensation fills my stomach, making my arms and legs tingle. In the blink of an eye, I am turned into Sirius Black—the dog version.

Yippeee.

It was kind of funny when I read the last sentence - Sirisu Black: The Dog Version. Awesome.

Quote:

I nearly bark with joy, but remember that the dementors are probably not far off. Studying my black fur, I notice that it’s more scuffed than usual. Stretching out a paw and rolling it, I oil my joints. Nervously sticking my head through the bars of the cell, I peer around me.

Sirius Black - The Dog Version - is just too cute for words.

And you make him sound even cuter. *glomps*

Quote:

No dementor is in sight. I think I am skinny enough to fit through these bars. Taking a hesitant step out of the bar, I keep my sharp eyes peeled for danger. So far, so good. Both front paws and my head are out of the cell. Now for the shoulders. With an excessive amount of wriggling, I free the first half of my body.

Hurry up before those dementors get you, come on already, Sirius.
Mah Dawg Man ish too uber hot.

Quote:

Then a fear and heaviness grips my heart. One is coming. I can feel it. Hastily, I try to wriggle back into the cell. I’m stuck. Growling softly with the effort, I push and tug. I’m not moving an inch. I’m starting to lose hope. I’m sinking into despair. Nothing will be happy again. Why am I trying so hard? What use is it?

Don't give up, Sirius. You just have to get out and prove you're innocent. =(

Quote:

But I must go on. Shaking my head to rid it of such absurdness, I decide if I can’t go back in, I must push out. With a burst of energy, I leap forward. Almost. My body budges a considerable amount.

I can do this. I can do this.

Of course you can, of course you can. I must say, Cookie, you made me believe the words really were coming from Sirius himself. *pokes you* Are you sure you aren't my Dog Man in disguise?

Quote:

With a final heave, I spring myself from the clutch of those fearsome bars. They let me go reluctantly. Panting with my adrenaline rush, I notice a dementor hovering over the patch of dank ground about a foot away from my shivering body.

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no. *shuts eyes tight*

Quote:

Is it moving towards me? I think it is. I’m too scared, too petrified to move. My eyes are darting to the exit. Dementors can’t detect animals as well as wizard or witches, I remember. Should I make a dash for it? It’s either now or never.

Excellent descriptions, Cookie. That is exactly how I would expect Sirius to feel. *nods again*

Quote:

By some means I know not of, I’m able to pad towards the steps that lead to the main prison floor. I don’t stop to look for dementors; I just go for it. The door is open, gaping at me. It’s welcoming me into its embrace. I can feel a gust of air issuing from it. My four paws run towards it, but I’m too excited to see that a dementor is sensing my movement.

Oh no. *bites on nails* Even though I know what is going to happen, you still had me in suspense here, m'dear Cookie.

Quote:

It soars towards me, leaving traces of iciness in its wake. I freeze in my tracks. The feeling is gripping me again, refusing to let go…

Maybe it’s a good thing I stand still. After a few moments, a prisoner’s yell erupts the stony silence. With a venomous hiss, the dementor jerks its head towards the noise and floats down the stairwell.

Thank God. That was close. *sighs with relief*

Quote:

It’s almost too good to be true. Once I get out that door, all my wishes will be restored. Every bad scrap of a memory that I’ve been reminded of these past years will dissipate in my bliss.

Unfortunately, no. I'm lovin' this, Cookie.

Quote:

The last three steps that I take away from Azkaban and into the real world are the most triumphant ones. The moment my fur comes in contact with the fresh, pure air, I bark and whoop for joy. Bounding away in great strides, I carry myself away. I don’t care where I go, as long as it’s away from the grasp of that dreaded prison.

I'm so, so, so VERY Happy. *dies*

Quote:

And for the longest moment, I feel something that I haven’t felt for years and years: hope.

That was a beautiful ending and I'm absolutely in love with it. This is one of the best one-shots I've ever come across. And you have an A-W-E-S-O-M-E way with the emotions. I could feel all the emotions as if everything was happening to me. It's like reading a note from your best friend. You go, girl. I loved the descriptions too. It is definitely one of my favourite one-shots ever. Luffed it like Woaah.

Maxie

ahshlyn · 07-21-2006, 08:02 PM

OMG!! I love it!! *pets* I luff Sirius!! And he escaped!! Yeah!!!!

loyal_seeker · 07-26-2006, 05:33 PM

Me Need New Post!!!!!! Please!! *fingers Shaking With Withdrawal* Lol

Pams!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Fortune_Cookie · 08-01-2006, 02:16 AM

Quote:

Originally Posted by SenoritaMaxie

Oh-me-gosh. Mah Cookie hash another Sirius Fan Fic and Maxschie doesn't know? *pokes you* You ought to have told me. I swear I'm addicted to this Thread. Arrgh – Why did it have to be a one-shot? OMSL, this ish absolute Love.

Oh my God. To begin with, this is just too beautiful, Cookie. I can feel the emotions myself.

My poor, darling Sirius. *kisses*

Those evil people who sent him to that horrid, horrid, HORRID Place. They will so pay on my hands. *keels* I feel so sad.

For the billionth time in my life, I want to suffocate Peter Pettigrew and skin him alive. That nasty, good-for-nothing traitor. *pets her Sirius Luff*

This is too sad to comment on, Cookie. Let me just say that I love the way you write.

*goes to sit in a corner and cry her eyes out*

There is - An even more horrid Veil and a mysterious death.

Ahh, poor Sirius.

Which ish why Maxie will never, ever EVER give up on her Sirius.

It should haunt you - You're supposed to escape.

*huggles Sirius* That's my man. Show them what you can do, Siriushhh.

Awww, don't worry, Sirius. It will all work out eventually. Even though you will have to die soon.

*tear-tear*

But of course. How admirable, Cookie. You really know how to write Sirius.

*nod-nod*

Yippeee.

It was kind of funny when I read the last sentence - Sirisu Black: The Dog Version. Awesome.

Sirius Black - The Dog Version - is just too cute for words.

And you make him sound even cuter. *glomps*

Hurry up before those dementors get you, come on already, Sirius.
Mah Dawg Man ish too uber hot.

Don't give up, Sirius. You just have to get out and prove you're innocent. =(

Of course you can, of course you can. I must say, Cookie, you made me believe the words really were coming from Sirius himself. *pokes you* Are you sure you aren't my Dog Man in disguise?

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no. *shuts eyes tight*

Excellent descriptions, Cookie. That is exactly how I would expect Sirius to feel. *nods again*

Oh no. *bites on nails* Even though I know what is going to happen, you still had me in suspense here, m'dear Cookie.

Thank God. That was close. *sighs with relief*

Unfortunately, no. I'm lovin' this, Cookie.

I'm so, so, so VERY Happy. *dies*

That was a beautiful ending and I'm absolutely in love with it. This is one of the best one-shots I've ever come across. And you have an A-W-E-S-O-M-E way with the emotions. I could feel all the emotions as if everything was happening to me. It's like reading a note from your best friend. You go, girl. I loved the descriptions too. It is definitely one of my favourite one-shots ever. Luffed it like Woaah.

Maxie

Yay! Thanks, Maxie! *luffs* Heh heh...you never know. I could be your Snuffles in disguise.

lol.

Quote:

OMG!! I love it!! *pets* I luff Sirius!! And he escaped!! Yeah!!!!

Thankies!

Yesh, of course he escaped!

Quote:

Me Need New Post!!!!!! Please!! *fingers Shaking With Withdrawal* Lol

Pams!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well, this is a one-shot, so I'll post the last part of this trilogy in a new thread.