My feet trudged along the sand in a tired motion. Everything burned with such a scorching heat it was frankly impossible to stay standing. I don't even know how long until i see water. Or food.
It's been two weeks so far.
Originally, i survived through spell making the sand into some type of dish. However, withe no water or ACTUAL food, my magic was depleting by the hour from exhaustion. Every step felt like a mile. No training could prepare me for this.
I heard a howl and whipped around in joy. Could it be my dad ? Lupin ? Hell maybe even Harry ?....Anyone ?
The watery look the heat gave out almost made the object indescribable. However, once the object was a couple feet away i realized it was a coyote. A coyote that didn't have life in it's eyes. He snarled and got into a position to pounce.
"Oh thank god i was thinking nobody could save me," i said with a smile. Silently, praying that this animal was an animagus.
It wasn't.
He darted towards me and in a split second i cast the only curse on my mind. The killing curse. The coyote slumped dead in it's tracks across the sand. It's jaw unclenched and chest stone still. He laid in front of me like food on a platter.
Wait a minute.
Food on a platter.
I looked at the coyote with a hungry fire in my eyes.
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(Third Person PoV)
"FUCK FINISHING VOLDEMORT RIGHT NOW. WHERE IS MY SON ?!," Sirius yelled. Quieting the meeting that already transpired. The Order of the Phoneix were sitting in the kitchens of Grimmauld Place. Spewing, about Voldemort and his already growing forces. However, Sirius wanted nothing more then to hit everyone with jinxes.
He felt a calming hand on his shoulder and he turned to see his best friend, Remus Lupin, give him a grave look. He shook his head, mentally telling Sirius to calm down. The damage was done however.
"Sirius, we are doing everything we can to find your son. I am sire in a matter of days we will-," Dumbledore started.
"Days," Sirius scoffed. "Dumbledore it's been TWO WEEKS we haven't sent search parties, we haven't looked through letters or questioned his death eater lackeys...i'm done."
Sirius stood up as Remus called back too him. Alas, he strode through the door. Not caring about those who try to stop him. As he stepped out however he felt eyes on his head. Multiple of them in fact. He looked up sharply to see the little culprits.
There stood Fred and George who held sollem looks. Ron had a look of sadness and guilt. Ginny held a daring look. Daring anyone to speak about the situation. Hermione stood with her chocolate brown eyes puffy and red rimmed. It's obvious she's been crying. Finally, Daphne Greengrass stood with a look as cold as steel. Everyone can see through her facade though.
They met Sirius's eyes but he didn't say a word. He nodded to them and walked away. Knowing that they were listening to everything he said. They needed to know almost as much as he did. Keywprd being almost. There was someone else in that factor.
Sirius slowly walked into his room with a heavy heart. Of course, this confrontation had to come about sooner or later.
There on his bed was none other than Nicole (L/N). The woman he married. The mother of his child. The woman he loves.
"Nicole ?," Sirius croaked. She arrived the day she was notified about (Y/N)'s disappearance. Like Sirius though, she was angry and dissappointed in Dumbledore. Tonks and Molly tried to cheer her up but even they knew what she was going through. Thankfully, they gave her space. The only person she really talked too was Remus.
Nicole turned her head to look at Sirius before turning back. Things between them were cold now. He tried to explain things to her but she just wouldn't listen.
"Nicole...I'm sorry. I'm so sorry i failed. I failed as a father. I tried so hard to be the right man but...I'm not. I went days trying all i could but Dumbledore he...i won't use him as an excuse. I love you both to death. I will not rest until i find my son."
Nicole slowly looked at Sirius again and walked up to him robotically. She looked emotionless and frightening. Her face suddenly cracked and tears spilled out her eyes. The bottom half of her lip quaked and she crashed into Sirius with such emotion. Arms wrapped around his waist.
"Our son...he's our son," she cried.
Sirius smiled softly, tears of his own slipping out of his eyes. As he wrapped his arms around Nicole.
"Wherever he is...i just hope he's safe."
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(Y/N) Pov
I let out a happy screech as my dragon form whisked through the air. I couldn't help but crack a smile. I felt ALIVE. I knew that maybe i wouldn't survive in the desert. Maybe i won't be found. But flying through the air and stretching my wings was something i truly loved.
After killing tons of wolves,coyotes and hyenas, I managed to finally have enough magical power. Since, i was now well fed. All i needed was water.
It was then i noticed a small shadow below. A pond of water with a palm tree to give shade oddly sat in the middle of nowhere. It seems my prayers have been answered.
I landed harshly with my dragon form onto the sand. Turning to my human body once more, i rushed to the water and instantly slammed my face in it. The water was luke warm from the sand and shade but i didn't care. It was refreshing. Just what i needed. I drank the water slowly savoring every taste.
I now had hope.
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It had been four weeks now.
I still sat under this tree. Of course the water was nearly gone by now and i needed food. Animals strayed from this area now that i was here. However, there were brave ones who occasionally popped up and that's what i lived on.
I needed help soon or else i would die here. I knew it. I'm pretty sure those who were searching for me knew it. God, i just wish me and those girls didn't have that silly fight. If you could call it that. It seems like yesterday, I walked into that principal's office and met Dumbledore. Mcgonagall was there too. I wish i was there right now.
I hate this scorching heat. I hate this helpless feeling. I hate being lonely. I'm tired of eating either raw or cooked animals. Depending on my magic.
Suddenly, i heard a howl. Then another followed that one. Soon they became four howls. And they were coming close.
What can i do ?!?
Then i remembered, if i was studying apparation i also studied portkeys. I knew the spell and the motions but all i needed to do was send a portkey and a note. Where could i get a note ?
I looked at the tree and ripped off a small weak piece. I flipped it over to the inside of the broken branch and used my Metal Wand to write two words: Black, HELP!!
I grabbed a rock and ripped off a piece of my pants. First, i connected the wooden messaged to the cloth with a sticking charm. Then, i did the same with the rock. All of them sticking to each other like a weird gift.
"PORTUS!," I yelled with all my might at the rock. I was desperate. I needed to be found quickly. The object glowed blue and vibrated slightly before resting. I grabbed a bigger stone and did the same thing. These things needed a certain time and that time needed to be NOW.
Suddenly, a Coyote jumped from behind the tree at me but i dodged in time. I whisked the message away hoping, PRAYING for anyone to find it. Any wizard who can help. I need it to find someone. Hell even fucking all the way to Fleur who I'm sure was in France by now. I need to be found. Dead or Alive.
A second wolf joined his brother and ran at me with a passion. I casted a stunning spell causing the wolf to slump over. This alerted the whole pack. Multiple wolves stood around me in a circle. Eight in total. I knew that with my weak state and my magic staeting to drain, i wouldn't be able to hold them off for long.
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(Third Person Pov)
Severus sat in his living room reading the daily prophet. Of course all they talked about was Potter. His lying and scheming finally caught to the papers. Only a fool would believe these things but it doesn't mean they couldn't enjoy them.
To the public, Black was reported dead. The Ministry gave up only after one week of search. What a disgrace. What would Lily say ?
Snape swallowed down the painful thoughts but the memories betrayed his wishes.
Suddenly, a rock crashed through his window making him whip his wand out with a murderous intent. However, he only saw a rock with a piece of cloth and wood sitting on his coffee table. Slowly, he scanned the weirdly put object and confirmed there was a portkey in the stone.
Snape noticed a weird engraving on the wood before turning it over. Realizing they were words, he carefully put together that they were from (Y/N) Black.
He needed help.
Snape turned his head away thinking. Should he just leave it ? After all it could be a trap from the dark lord. Maybe Dumbledore could handle this. Suddenly, Lily's face was apparent in his mind. He knew that if she were here she would want him to go and investigate with her. Own of their little adventures. He cracked a small smile in memory before growling in frustration.
Nevertheless, he grabbed the portkey.
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(Y/N) Pov.
My feet trudged against the sand. I wobbled with every step that i took before crashing down in the sand. The pain was too great for me to stand. Let alone croak out a message. All i could do was moan in pain.
I used my arm to pull my body up a sand hill. But even that was a struggle. I had wounds everywhere. I knew my blood probably coated the sand by now.
I screamed with pain and determination as i stood ontop the sandhill. My legs betrayed me however, and i tumbled down the opposite end. I was done.
My body laid down on the burning substance. Blood pooling around me slowly but i didn't care. If i died here then so be it. At least the pain could end. I opened my eyes and looked at the beaming sun causing my eyes to close again. The sun rays still crashed against my lids however.But then i didn't feel the sun rays on my eyes. Come to think of it i didn't feel the sun on my entire face.
I cracked open my eyes with all the strength that i had and saw Snape. Truly a sight for sore eyes. I let out a light laugh before tears spilled from my dried orbs. Snape gave me a pitied look but for once i didn't care. I needed to be rushed to someone and i knew this. I let darkness take over me knowing that i would be in safe hands.
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(Third Person Pov)
It was Sunday afternoon in Grimmauld Place and everyone chattered with life in the kitchens. Harry arrived two days before. Of course with the incoming trial date, Voldemort, and (Y/N)'s disappearance everyone was a little uptight. But right now ? Everyone was in a good mood weirdly. They didn't know why though.
Sirius sat with Nicole to his right and Harry to his left. Harry took the news of (Y/N)'s disappearance the hardest. He had nughtmares about watching him and Cedric die. Some dreams were even about both of them escaping alive. Only to wake up and find out that right now, was the real nightmare.
Next to Harry sat Ron and Hermione. Hermione had still been doing bad but she has gotten better by todays standards. Hermione is usually in her room with Ginny and Daphne to cheer her up but even they can't do anything. Daphne had barely said two words to anyone besides those close to (Y/N). Those who couldn't relate hadn't even caught her eye. However as of now she cracked a smile as the others laughed away. The weasley twins were getting scolded by their mom about a recent prank. It seems they knew how to get the crowd going.
Luna was at the table as she stuck out like a sore thumb. The reason being that she was (Y/N)'s best friend and was staying positive. Oh how Sirius wished that were him. To tell everyone things were going to be fine and that he will come along shortly. But this was his son. His little boy. He just couldnt stay positive. All the worst possible thoughts raided his mind.
Nicole rested her hand on Sirius's causing him to look at her. She wore a soft loving smile. She didn't forgive him fully but she still did love him. Thoughts of her son though plauged her mind. Everytime they did her mind would go into a depressing cycle. If Sirius was telling the truth about wizards in the past, what if one of those sick bastards had her baby boy ? She couldn't bare to think about it.
Sirius looked at Nicole and hesitantly brought his lips to her hand. She blushed profoundly as a result. Sirius laughed lightly and opened his mouth to make a comment but she had something to say as well.
"Until we find him...until we find our boy....then we can talk about an us afterwards," she said holding a hand to his cheek.
The front doors suddenly banged open causing everyone around to turn towards the door in fear or worry. They all were as quiet as a church mouse. What if it was Voldemort ? The ministry ?
Dumbledore luckily was here and he stood with his wand out. Tonks fingered hers as well in a nervous manner. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione as they all nodded. Nicole grabbed one of the kitchen knives by her hand and stood behind Sirius, who glared at the way of the door Everyone was afraid. And yet, everyone was ready.
"DUMBLEDORE," Snape yelled. Everyone sighed in relief a little but their guards were still up. Snape sounded desperate and worried slightly which was weird. Slightly terrifying as well. Snape desperate ? Something had to be wrong.
With a speed that surprised everyone around Dumbledore moved straight to the door. His robe billowing behind him. With whispers, everyone else followed. Fear and adrenaline raiding through their veins. However, Luna still seated at the kitchen table. Happy tears welling in her eyes.
Dumbledore stopped in the hallway in shock once his eyes landed on Snape. Everyone shortly followed. Either they gasped in surprise and shock or cried thanking the gods.
Hermione immediately hugged Harry with tears running down her cheeks. Harry didn't even take his eyes off of what he saw. Daphne put a hand to her mouth with silent thanks and raw terror.
Sirius and Nicole made it to the front and Nicole immediately fell to her knees in tears. Sirius held her as she cried her eyes.
"Thank you," Nicole repeated over and over again. Sirius couldn't help but croak out words as well.
"I-Is he alive ?," he asked. That must've snapped Dumbledore out of his shock as he rushed over to Snape. He scanned the boys body witb a grimace and nodded.
"Yes...the boy is alive but he needs medical attention immediately."
When Dumbledore moved out of the way, those in the back could finally see.
Snape held a bloody (Y/N) in his arms. He had sand all over his figure as his chest slightly moved up and fell quietly. The ones who could help with healing the boy rushed to his side. Hell, even Pipsqueak rushed from upstairs and helped where he could.
(Y/N) Black was back!