You Were too Young to Die

Chapter 19

NOS RIVIERES

( Our rivers )

Sirius had found Peter. In a street full of Muggles.

I am going to kill you Peter...

But Peter had a completely unexpected reaction. He began snivelling, calling all the street to witness :

" Be damned Sirius ! You killed James and Lily ! You were their Secret Keeper ! And you are going to kill me! "

Sirius couldn´t get over that. Peter was rotten to the core.

It was too late.

Sirius had hesitated too much.

Peter, thanks to his wand that he held behind his back, had decimated all the street, had pulled out one finger to show Sirius had killed a murder and had run away taking the shape of a rat.

Sirius was crushed.

He tried to laugh. He didn´t succeed.

The situation was against him.

Everybody would consider him as guilty.

Everybody would think he had killed James and Lily now that Peter had run away.

He tried to cry. He didn´t succeed.

And the finger ?

They will also accuse him of Peter's murder...

Nobody knew that Peter was an Animagus. He wasn´t declared...

The ministry squad already came and grasped him...

It was too late.

He didn´t resist. The men took him.

He will be locked at Azkaban.

However, he tried to tell them :

" It´s not me... It´s not me... "

But it was useless.

Nos rivières

Passent le temps

Du pont d´la fièvre

Aux quatre vents

***

A small committee had been gathered.

No lawsuit.

Sirius was sitting in front of Dumbledore, Remus, Cecilia, Rigel ( A/N : Sirius´s girlfriend OK ?) and Crouch.

The first ones ( Dumbledore, Remus and Cecilia ) assured without ambiguity that he had been the Potters´ Secret Keeper...

He tried to explain them but nothing was any good.

Even Remus considered him as guilty.

And Rigel ?

She was sobbing in a corner.

Does she think I´m guilty too ?

I wanted to get married to you Rigel.

I wanted to make you happy.

I am sorry about what happened... But I didn´t kill them...

Since they died, everything´s broken into a thousand piece.

The suspicion was born among Remus and me... Maybe even among you and me ?

I will go to Azkaban, you will be alone. Alone...

***

The verdict fell.

Crouch had decided to condemn Sirius to Azkaban.

Azkaban.

It was better dying than going there...

When he was taken by the guards, he turned to Rigel and shouted :

" You consider me as innocent don´t you ? You believe me Rigel ? "

He saw her nodding.

He had a great weight off his mind when he told Remus :

" Take care of her Moony. Take care of her. "

Où cet air

Se fait plus lent

Nos rivières

Vont forcément

Par ces pierres

Vêtues de blanc

***

Iron doors was closing on Sirius.

He took his head in his hands.

His life was wasted.

Only a sunbeam came to illuminate the night he had com into : Rigel believed him.

Rigel loved him.

Rigel trusted him.

Rigel...

I would have to make you happy...

He remembered that before, when he was depressed, as today, James and Lily always helped him...

But James and Lily are not there any more...

***

Remus was disappointed, depressed, sad. Terribly sad.

Sirius had betrayed them...

But he would take care of Rigel.

He would not leave her.

***

He opened the door of Sirius and Rigel's flat to find the young lady and console her.

But there was nobody.

He found a letter on the table, which was sent to him :

" Remus, don´t try to hold me on but I leave. I am too unfortunate. I believe Sirius. I believe his sincerely. I shall wait for him at his exit of jail. All my life if it´s necessary. Do not look for me. I leave. Rigel. "

Remus sighed.

But Sirius will never go out of jail, Rigel ...

Elles nous serrent

Entre leurs dents

Nos rivières

Font nos enfants

Et c´est la terre

Qui nous les prend

***

Cécilia looked at her in the mirror.

Her eyes were swelled by tears and her hair was bushy.

She didn´t believe in anything. In anything.

All these dreams had collapsed at the same time.

Her best friends was dead.

Her friends were separated.

Remus was...

She didn´t believe in Remus any more.

She took a quill, a parchment and wrote :

" I am sorry Remus. I think it´s not the good thing we live together on... We are both bruised by all this story. Goodbye. Cecilia. "

She went out.

Nos rivières

Croisent le chant

De pluies légères

Et d´océans

Sont-elles fières

Ou simplement

Nos rivières

D´or et de sang

***

Snape came in Dumbledore's office like a fool.

He cried and anger fired in his eyes.

" Headmaster ! I want you to explain to me ! You´ve formed a sacrificed generation ! What happened is your fault ! The most brilliant pupils of the school, promised to a great future, do you want to know what they became? They are dead or locked for having betrayed their friends. Some of them cry, others become mad leaving far ! The last ones are on a hospital bed ! "

Vivez jeunes gens

De cet air, de cet air

Et de tout ce temps

Vivez, vivez, vivez souvent

D´un jour où vivre

D´un jour où vivre c´est maintenant

D´un jour où vivre c´est maintenant

Dumbledore was surprised by the accusing tone taken by Snape :

" What do you mean ? "

" Lily and James Potter are dead. Sirius Black is at Azkaban. Alison and Franck Longbottom´ve completely lost their marbles. Rigel Shielder has disappeared when Black was condemned. Cecilia Debson left Remus Lupin, who cries all his disappeared friends. Everybody would have bet that these eight teenagers had a whole and great life ahead of them! Talk about a great life... A pure waste. Do you know how othey were ? They were or are twenty one ! "

Dumbledore should have been furious, he knew it, but he said nothing. Snape went on :

" And I´ve forgotten Rachel Potter, who sold out to Voldemort ! It´s your fault ! "

He left slamming the door.

He was right.

Dumbledore knew it. He had believed that the eight most brilliant pupils could behave as adults while they were still children...

Nos rivières

Font nos enfants

Et c´est la terre

Qui nous les prend

I should have taken bigger care of my pupils...

Dumbledore's eyes stoppedon the old photograph.

Nothing had changed on the snap...

He looked more attentively at Peter, at Sirius, at James, at Lily and at Remus.

They were five.

All too young to die.

The first one´s joined the fire of the Hell.

The second wanders in the corridors of sorrow.

The third and the fourth are sleeping for all eternity.

The last one stays here, abandoned by the others.

They were five.

They were too young to die.

D´un jour où vivre c´est maintenant

D´un jour où vivre c´est maintenant

A/N : So, it´s the end ! ! ! Maybe I will post the story which takes place before this one... I have written it but I think it´s a bit fluffy so I don´t really know if I will post it or not. When I will have finished the sequel of You were too young to die, I will post it... But you will have to wait a long time because it´s not written yet. I can only tell you the title : Remember me.

I want to thank Hermione Potter 5000, because she has reviewed avery chapter of my fic...

Is there anyone who would like to become my pen friend ? Write me pleaaaaaaaaaseeeeee ! ! ! ( I know " Braddou " is in reality Peo, so my dear best friend, stop teasing me ! ! !)