For a second, Harry had stood there staring at the werewolf knowing it was wrong, all wrong. The magic wouldn't help; Sirius was too small. They were going to be torn apart. But they would do it fighting.
Then the creature turned away and had exactly one second to breathe before he realized Padfoot was taking off after him. Thankfully the dog turned back, but that was the only shred of relief.
Harry came to a staggered stop before Sirius and Remus, his wand loose in his hand. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. He saw the small body, wet with blood, but he didn't. He saw a full grown man, old before his years, laying on the floor of a great hall.
He shook his head, took half a step back, eyes glassy and unfocused.
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Date: 2012-02-05 12:59 am (UTC)Then the creature turned away and had exactly one second to breathe before he realized Padfoot was taking off after him. Thankfully the dog turned back, but that was the only shred of relief.
Harry came to a staggered stop before Sirius and Remus, his wand loose in his hand. This wasn't happening. This couldn't be happening. He saw the small body, wet with blood, but he didn't. He saw a full grown man, old before his years, laying on the floor of a great hall.
He shook his head, took half a step back, eyes glassy and unfocused.
Not again. Not again.