Warrior Cats: The Four Clans

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

RE: drabbles. [ harry potter drabble... up... ]

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

title: i think the best way to come to a conclusion is...

summary: seeing it yourself.

genre: romance/angst

pairing: sirius/OC

notes: part... i'm not even sure at this point. i'm rather tired... this is back in time from the previous one... hfjdsahflka'a;fkhwe'... sirius and emily always make me smile. i think i might write an actual chapter fan-fiction on them...! this takes place before the more recent one-shot entitled "fireworks". emily has realized!

i feel so bad for making her his fiancee before i write the last one-shot... it's gonna be so hard! ;-;

story / begin ;;

I guess I should have seen this coming for several reasons. First would have been:

"Sirius, let go. I can do this by myself. I'm not an incompitent fool like you."

Grabs my hand. "Please let me help."

Blush ensues. "... fine."

Smile that rivals the sun. "Good!"

Second would have been:

Smile. "Good morning, Emily! I made you breakfast."

"Where's everyone else?"

"They went out..."

"Sirius, this doesn't even look like food!"

"B-but... I made it for you!"

Silence.

"Thank you, then."

Smile that rivals the excitement on a child's face on Christmas morning.

Third hint? So painfully obvious:

Shy smile. "Good morning, Sirius."

"Emily! Hello."

"Oh, this is Emily!"

My eyes narrow. She's pretty. Gorgeous. A true vixen. But I cooperate and clear my mind of any negative thoughts. "Hello. Emily Wickerman."

"Raven McNamath. A pleasure."

I shake her hand. It's cold.

He's so blunt. "McNamath was one of those girls who used to stalk me."

I raise an eyebrow in amusement, concealing the smirk playing on the edge of my lips. "So she already knows me then."

Her pretty eyes squint. "Ah. Right. You are the plain girl."

I smirk. I know I don't compare much in beauty to her, however... "I have a personality."

I supress a giggle at her facial expression. It's contorted into something so... ugly. "I happen to have one, as well."

"Emily's just happens to be the better one."

I smile shyly. My voice is a whisper. "Thank you."

"Well, Emily and I should get going! We have a date today at Diagon Alley!"

Sarcasm. "Quite the place for a date... Thank you for running it by me first, Sirius."

"So it is a date?"

That smile of his... "Of course."

So now I look up at him from across the table. "Oh please, Sirius. Don't try that with me. You know I have to get these papers in on time."

"But Emily, dear! We're living in London! The city of love!"

Snort. "Sirius. That's Paris, you mean."

"Oh, then we'll live there next month!"

I roll my eyes. "I really should get my application in soon... or else we're going to be broke by the time we finish this..."

He beams. "Tour of Love!"

I frown. "Terrible name, Sirius..."

"You agreed to it!"

"I was half-asleep and you suddenly sat up in bed and shouted it. I wanted to sleep."

"Well I like it..."

"I don't. You could have just called it a pre-wedding honey-moon of the sorts..."

"But it isn't nearly as romantic!"

"Sirius! A honey-moon is one of the most romantic things I could think of!" I roll my eyes in annoyance as he bolts up to me.

"But you, as my fiancee must agree!"

I fiddle with the ring on my finger with a small smile. "That's one terrible reason for me to agree, Sirius."

"But...?"

"It's good enough for me."

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

RE: drabbles. [ harry potter drabble... up... ] please read first post.

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

RE: drabbles. [ harry potter drabble... up... ] poll to decide next 'series'

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

title: the end.

summary: who would've thought...

genre: romance/angst

pairing: sirius/OC

notes: fine.

{ AUGH. i had no idea how to end it and i'm STILL unhappy with the ending! D: }

story / begin ;;

Once I joined the Order, I never saw her anymore. Maybe a letter or two between us, but nothing more. It was becoming increasingly more difficult for me to send her letters, being an enemy of He-who-must-not-be-named. So I would receive letters, but never send any back. I guess after a while she got sick of my silence and stopped sending me letters. Once I called her, but she never picked up. Another time, I sent flowers. I received them back, them ignited in flames.

I had heard there had been an outbreak of fighting somewhere - I can't remember exactly where, but I'd know if I saw it again - so I was sent to scope out the situation, a group following closely behind.

And there she stood, valiantly fighting off two Death Eaters.

[But she hadn't noticed me yet.]

And then, she was never going to notice me again. Because, while, I always thought her dueling skills were undeniably strong, I understood at that moment that I was lying to myself. I only wanted to believe she was strong. I knew it was just her stupid pride that made her come off as strong.

"Avada Kedavra!" They still rang through the air as she fell. I never liked that spell.

As pretty as you still looked it death... the life that made you beautiful was gone.

-

"Sirius?"

"Yes, Harry m'boy?"

"What did you do with her body?"

-

"Burn it." I heard one of the Death Eaters ordering the others around. "She's no use to us dead."

Sometimes, I like to think I could have acted rationally. But I didn't. So I retaliated. Killed them all. Left their bodies there while I took Emily off, the other Death Eaters and Ministry workers looking surprised with my actions.

I remember everyone's words.

"Sirius you idiot!"

"Sirius, she's dead, you fool. She's dead."

"You can't bring someone back to life."

"I'm sorry, Sirius..."

"Sirius, what would Emily have said about your actions?"

I stopped at this one. "What?"

Remus stared back at me, calculating. "What do you think she would have said about you using an Unforgiveable Curse? Don't you think she would have been... disappointed?"

Pursing my lips, I kept walking.

Whispered words. "No... you would've been furious, wouldn't you have been, Emily?"

-

"This whole story seems a little... odd. Very quick. Jumping around a lot."

"Well, they say when you experience traumatic experiences, your mind tends to omit parts of it."

Pause. "Why are you telling me this story, Sirius?"

Soft smile. Memories. "Just because."

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

RE: drabbles. [ harry potter drabble series. finished! ]

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

thanks, goldie! :D now that i reread it, i might revise the memories later on, but i'm starting on the fred weasley series now. C:
and i had to kill her off to make it canon. D: i might have an epilogue of them in the after life...

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

I think the epilogue is a fantastic idea!!! And I can't wait to read your Fred Weasley one!

Florestadream · RiverClan Warrior

title: those darn...

summary: muggles and their stores... / english people and their owls...

genre: romance/angst/friendship

pairing: f.weasley/OC

notes: i have a feeling i'm gonna like this. :D part1.

story / begin ;;

In boredom, George and I decided to venture out of Diagon Alley. I mean, we're done shopping, so why the fuss? Like dad, we've always been fascinated by muggles (though disappointed by their unoriginal pranks).

Smirk. "Last year!"

Mine identical to his. "We have to go out with a bang!"

Exchanging high-fives, we saunter off. George scans for gifts for Angelina while I just window-shop, intrigued with several, "electronics," stores. While passing by a flower store, I spot a very bored-looking girl, hands cupping her face, staring out into the sky. While gawking, she catches my gaze.

And smirks. Flicking a wrist in greeting, she returns to staring into the sky. Gesturing for George to shop by himself (we do have to become our own person sooner or later) I stroll in while the overwhelming aroma of flowers hits me.

Soprano voice. "May I help you?"

"Just window-shopping. May I help you?"

Indifferent shrug. "Just people watching."

"See anyone you fancy?"

I recognize her accent after hearing it. I also recognize that mischievious glint in her eyes. "No. Not yet." Taps her bottom lip. "Though then again, you aren't exactly outside of the window, are you?"

She's bold. I'll play along. "Well I can't exactly talk to you through a window."

Waving her hand dismissively, she rolls her eyes, making some gestures with her hands. "I, however, can."

Mimicking her movements, I frown. "What was that?"

"You've never used sign language?"

"No."

Mocking laugh. "Okay then, cave boy."

The bell rings and George grabs my arm. "Mum's gon' have a fit in Diagon Alley if we keep her waiting."

I nod and wave good bye.

Then realize I don't know her name. And she knows this, and signs out something through the window. Memorizing her movements - she is quite the alluring young woman - I smirk back and allow George to drag me back to mum.

-

To say I was surprised to see an owl outside of my window is an understatement.

However, I decidedly took it in stride as I read the letter. And groaned. So that's why, at this moment, I find myself writing back to a certain red-haired boy that decided to visit me a couple weeks back.

Dear Fred,

Is there any way you can send me a letter without sending your... owl (I thought people used pidgeons, never owls...)? Well, either way, glad to see you learned something from your window shopping. I hope your school is going over well. I actually graduated secondary school last year and I'm heading off to university this year... but to answer your questions...

1. My full name is, in fact, Zivanka Oksana Rivers.

2. Yes, I am Russian.

3. I live with my aunt.

4. My birthday is --

Wait. Why am I even telling you this? As cool as it is to have a pen pal... it would be nice for me to get to know you in actuality. However, since you're in school for the entire year, I suppose letters will have to do, eh?

Sealing the letter, I watch as the small owl picks it up with ease and flys away. And I brush it off.

"These English people. What do I do with them?"

Goldheart · ThunderClan Warrior

RE: drabbles. [ f.weasley drabble series... up(: pg3 ]