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Nora recognized him from millions of pictures - every one of them the same, pasted everywhere for the past couple of years - but his hair was cut to shoulder-length now and his face had resumed a more human appearance. In the fortress of Azkaban, this man had looked like a sunken and waxy shell, void of any life on the inside.
Visitors and Midnight Wanderings
Sirius merely smiled, which was more goading than words. "You know, I could use ten thousand galleons," she informed him, looking him right in the eyes. "Isn't that the reward for your head?"
The Precautionary Plan
“I have no idea what you think I may know,” he said loftily, his gaze drifting over her head. “But if I did know, you would never know it. And if you knew what I knew, maybe you would wish you didn’t know. Or maybe you would know that I never really knew in the first place.”
Let's see how well you follow orders when you experience a little itch.
In the Drawer
Nora embarks on her shift at the Department of Mysteries.
Like a Bat Out of Hell
Always expect the unexpected...
The Tapestry's Demise
He hesitated, running a hand through his hair – which looked significantly less stringy than she’d ever seen it. In fact, Severus was looking quite dapper in elegant black robes with silver embroidery. “I don’t want to bother you,” he began, “But I was thinking the other day about…a situation.”
Who cares about blooming elf rights?
Believe me, Mum, I forgave you a long time ago for mentally checking out, for allowing yourself to go insane while I was made a burden on every relative we have. Being alone at seven years old is a wretched cross to bear, but I forgave you…
Peppermint Licorice Wands
One of the perks of being on the arm of Severus Snape was that he seemed to intimidate everyone within a twenty-foot radius.
The Dark Lord's Most Loyal
“What about the rest of you?” Nora barked, searching for an empathetic face. “Does anyone else agree that there is a bigger picture here, and a little risk would be worth it?”
The universe must have been conspiring against her. Carrow was alive, Malfoy was alive, and now all the others had slipped out of her clutch as well. As for Dolohov – she hadn’t the vaguest inkling where that demon might be concealed.
Etiquette reproached that Severus should at least ring the doorbell first, but he loathed the idea of stooping to such measures, giving Black the status of superiority, the acknowledgment that Severus was a guest under his roof.
She gave all of herself to everyone; which made it impossibly frustrating because he couldn’t be sure if her affection for him could ever be remotely romantic.
Of Bloodstone and Homenum Revelio
She wouldn’t dare be this bold if Tonks wasn’t here to act as a buffer; to add a dash of ridiculousness to everything, and for a second she worried about how to act once Tonks left. She hadn’t been alone with Sirius since last night…
To this day, none of them know that there was ever a plot to stop them; that it never should have gone through.
Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs
He was walking on eggshells in her presence, not wanting to do or say the wrong thing which could become a catalyst for her departure.
Sirius Black: Stalwart Gentleman
He didn’t want her getting her hopes up just to become crushed.
You think you’ve fooled everyone into thinking you’re a man of value, you poisonous little paradox, but I see right through your guise.
Darker Than Black
Sirius felt defeated in Cargan’s presence – the boy was young, untethered, and admittedly not bad-looking. He could take Nora out on a date whenever he wanted, wherever he wanted. It was something Sirius could never have done himself.
Remus and Sirius exchanged determined looks that plainly meant neither were going to protest. Dumbledore’s life meant more than either of theirs.
Bad things. Very bad things.
He was still in Grimmauld Place, all alone, and had been stuck in complete solitude since mid-April. It was now almost June, and Nora wondered how things between them would be.
The Tale of Other-Nora
“We all have a number. When our number is up, it’s time to go and we can’t avoid it. There’s no use trying to prevent it, or to plague ourselves with ‘what-ifs’.”
Through the Veil
The whole world was on the fritz tonight.
An Epilogue of Sorts
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