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Harry Potter › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
24
Views:
3,159
Reviews:
5
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Blasted Nothingness
Disclaimer I still own nothing. All still belongs to JKR.
Chapter 6
Blasted nothingness
“Bloody hell, this sucks.” Sirius Black stared grumpily at what could best be described as nothing. Literally, there was nothing, he wasn’t even sure what he was walking around on since there sure wasn’t a floor under him. Just white, pure bloody white everywhere.
“Great f-ing day. Just get to the point where I can move about a bit and that bleedin loon Bellatrix had to curse me here.” He growled and dropped down to sit, on nothing. He’d been here what felt like hours and had tried every counter-curse, spell and hex he could think of to get back to the ministry. Vaguely he knew that there was more involved than his crazy-ass cousin, something that had been behind him when he’d dodged that curse she’d thrown.
“Leave it to the idiots at the Ministry of Magic to leave something that could be described as nothing in a place where someone could fall into it.” He paused and laughed at himself.
“Talking to your self old man? You know they say that’s when you’ve really gone and lost it.” With a growl he closed his eyes, and heard the same voice he’d been hearing since he’d landed rather ungracefully, flat on his arse in this…place. It was amazingly feminine, and soothing, but muffled as if coming from a room on the other side of an invisible wall. He’d made out a few things, mostly names and a few moments ago a girlish squeal.
“Well at least you’re happy.” He called to who ever it was he could hear and tried to be annoyed but something about the voice was holding him back from going completely crazy.
“Twelve years in Azkaban, I’m not going to go crazy in a few hours in an empty room.” Sirius tapped his wand on his palm, it hadn’t worked he mused. “Probably broke it when I fell.”
He heard her again, and focused on the voice, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. But gave up when it seemed to come from everywhere and no where at the same time. He twirled his wand between long graceful fingers debating. How does one get out of nothing? With a little help maybe.
“HEY!!!” If I can hear her she should be able to hear me, he reasoned. “COME ON I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!!” He felt like an idiot yelling into nothing at a woman he wasn’t sure actually existed. With a growl he shoved his hands into his shaggy black hair and continued to do nothing.
A/N sorry this one is so short. But I wanted to see what Sirius was up to… don’t know that I really like how this chapter turned out but…
Please review!!!
Chapter 6
Blasted nothingness
“Bloody hell, this sucks.” Sirius Black stared grumpily at what could best be described as nothing. Literally, there was nothing, he wasn’t even sure what he was walking around on since there sure wasn’t a floor under him. Just white, pure bloody white everywhere.
“Great f-ing day. Just get to the point where I can move about a bit and that bleedin loon Bellatrix had to curse me here.” He growled and dropped down to sit, on nothing. He’d been here what felt like hours and had tried every counter-curse, spell and hex he could think of to get back to the ministry. Vaguely he knew that there was more involved than his crazy-ass cousin, something that had been behind him when he’d dodged that curse she’d thrown.
“Leave it to the idiots at the Ministry of Magic to leave something that could be described as nothing in a place where someone could fall into it.” He paused and laughed at himself.
“Talking to your self old man? You know they say that’s when you’ve really gone and lost it.” With a growl he closed his eyes, and heard the same voice he’d been hearing since he’d landed rather ungracefully, flat on his arse in this…place. It was amazingly feminine, and soothing, but muffled as if coming from a room on the other side of an invisible wall. He’d made out a few things, mostly names and a few moments ago a girlish squeal.
“Well at least you’re happy.” He called to who ever it was he could hear and tried to be annoyed but something about the voice was holding him back from going completely crazy.
“Twelve years in Azkaban, I’m not going to go crazy in a few hours in an empty room.” Sirius tapped his wand on his palm, it hadn’t worked he mused. “Probably broke it when I fell.”
He heard her again, and focused on the voice, trying to pinpoint where it was coming from. But gave up when it seemed to come from everywhere and no where at the same time. He twirled his wand between long graceful fingers debating. How does one get out of nothing? With a little help maybe.
“HEY!!!” If I can hear her she should be able to hear me, he reasoned. “COME ON I KNOW YOU CAN HEAR ME!!” He felt like an idiot yelling into nothing at a woman he wasn’t sure actually existed. With a growl he shoved his hands into his shaggy black hair and continued to do nothing.
A/N sorry this one is so short. But I wanted to see what Sirius was up to… don’t know that I really like how this chapter turned out but…
Please review!!!