While I hold him he keeps repeating my name like some kind of malicious song.
Sirius Sirius Sirius
I don’t know what to do, he’s dying, James Potter is dying.
While the world is in flames and i can feel the heat coming through the window my only thought is that the love of my life is dying in my arms and i will have to end my life the moment he leaves.How can you live without James Potter?
Since the moment the end started James was there, always there to heal me and kiss my scars better. James has always been here, what am i a simple mortal going to do without the universe? Without the sun?
It dosent seem right.
He is holding my hand with the force of a climbing plant to a tree.
God if you are there please answer this time. Please don’t take him away.
Remus is now screaming that we have to leave, the monsters are opening the door. But i cant and i won’t move.
I will not leave James Potter alone, im not letting another person go.
Peter and Remus are trying to take me away, i know that they thinking about saving me, but if James dies, i will never be saved.
I scream at them that i will die in James Potter arms and he will die in mine, i couldn’t care less about living if i never see his eyes again, feel his skin in mine.
Im not letting my live go away, im holding it, holding him.
The monsters enter the house, Remus and Peter have to scape, but they don’t.
Remus is trying to take me away while screaming my name, and Peter keeps staring at me like I just bite someone’s head off.
They are horrified, I try explaining why i’m staying but only mumbling comes out of my mouth. My mouth feels dry and my whole body is burning.
But this is what i have to do.
I think Peter starts to get it, he says something to Remus that I can’t understand, and they leave.
The moment James and I are alone I start to cry. I let go all the tears that i havent in all my life.
I cry about my dead brother, I cry about my parents, leaving school, death, stars, the universe, and James.
Oh God how much I cry about James.
I try to remember the first time we met, stupid kids with stupid dreams that finally found someone that made them feel like they belonged.
Or the first time they kissed in christmas because it’s James favorite holiday and he had planed everything since a month before.
I also think about the first time we held hands, or when he braided my hair, or just the times when in the middle of the night he would whisper an i love you when he thought I was sleep.
It’s all worthless now, no one that isn’t them will have those memories and they will become two strangers to the world. Maybe an archaeologist will find their bones halfway eaten by the monsters.
But I doubt it, the monsters never leave body’s unfinished.
While my brain starts rambling the monsters get to us, im still holding him. His body has started to go cold and his eyes don’t have live anymore, but i’m still holding him.
Forever attached together, forever Sirius and James.