((This is in now way Potter-related. It's just a quick scene. Any of u with siblings can sympathize.))
*my phone rings*
Em: hallo Sis!
*click*
*phone rings again*
Em: Hey. Hey. Hey.
*click*
*Mom's phone rings*
Em: She hung up on me!
Mom: And that's surprising?
Em: I'm going to try again.
*click*
*my phone rings*
Em: Hi.
Me: No.
*click*
And there u have it. Something we can all relate to in some way.
Special thanks to my sister and my mom for inspiring this little scene. Yes, this will eventually happen.
*my phone rings*
Em: hallo Sis!
*click*
*phone rings again*
Em: Hey. Hey. Hey.
*click*
*Mom's phone rings*
Em: She hung up on me!
Mom: And that's surprising?
Em: I'm going to try again.
*click*
*my phone rings*
Em: Hi.
Me: No.
*click*
And there u have it. Something we can all relate to in some way.
Special thanks to my sister and my mom for inspiring this little scene. Yes, this will eventually happen.
80 Years Later
Sirius and Lily Black looked down at the tombstones. “Very funny how life works, guys.” He said, smiling a little. “Hated each other, worst enemies… what made u change?”
Lily sighed. “You were good men. No, great.”
Sirius looked her over, and then hugged her. “I can still hear u two, coming over at our avondeten, diner table… bickering a little, yeah, but mostly talking and having fun.”
Lily bowed her head. “They both loved me, didn’t they?”
“Maybe.”
A little farther away Henry, Thomas, Jacob and Rose were playing together. The Blacks loved their grandchildren with all their heart, and loved their merry feet as they zigzagged across the tombstones, racing.
The leap of faith was over for them.
All was well at last.
Sirius and Lily Black looked down at the tombstones. “Very funny how life works, guys.” He said, smiling a little. “Hated each other, worst enemies… what made u change?”
Lily sighed. “You were good men. No, great.”
Sirius looked her over, and then hugged her. “I can still hear u two, coming over at our avondeten, diner table… bickering a little, yeah, but mostly talking and having fun.”
Lily bowed her head. “They both loved me, didn’t they?”
“Maybe.”
A little farther away Henry, Thomas, Jacob and Rose were playing together. The Blacks loved their grandchildren with all their heart, and loved their merry feet as they zigzagged across the tombstones, racing.
The leap of faith was over for them.
All was well at last.