Summary: ~One Shot~
It was a few days after Christmas; Harry had just left the Number Twelve Grimmauld place and returned to Hogwarts. Sirius found he was once again alone inside the house he dreaded. Staring at a photograph of his best friend’s family, Sirius retold the story of that fateful night when a family was shattered and a legend was born. ____________________________________________________________________________ “Wake up, James, wake up!” He pounded the floor with his fist. “Wake up, damn it! Wake up! This is not funny James. Ok, you got me. Now please, wake up! Wake up! No, wake up damn it. James, wake up! Wake up! Wake up…” ________________________________________________________________________ A story inspired by Forsaken phoenix’s story “When saints die, the world stops spinning”(or is that the other way around?) This is my first Sirius Black fiction, as a matter of fact my first ever fan fiction. I am not a Sirius Black fan (ah stop put the pitch forks and torches down please, I am not finished yet), but I think Sirius is one of the most interesting characters in the book. He was tall dark and handsome (I am a man so it’s a bit creepy to say that I know) and at the same time mysterious. He was a very straightforward man; when he was mad, he could be as scary as a bear; when he was sad, he could cry like a child. And that is what makes him interesting to write about. As for the title “Moon and Sirius”, part of the reason I call it that is because I have no other ideas. I am never good with titles. The Sirius in the title refers to both Sirius black and the star Sirius. Sirius the star is one of the brightest stars invisible on earth. It is one of the few stars that could be seen during a moon night.
Ok enough chitchat, I give you “Moon and Sirius”