Wild child

"Calm down! Stop, Fanny!" Sirius' voice rang in her ears, "Take a deep breath!"

Fanny made a choked sound, and she began to struggle, asking Sirius to leave her alone.But Sirius never did what she wanted even once, and he shook her, forcing her to open her eyes.

"Stop sipping! Look at me," he said, becoming more urgent, but softer. "Inhale, exhale, take your time. Look at me, damn it!"

Fanny stared into those eager gray eyes, trying to keep pace with Sirius.It worked, and her head and chest still ached, and the sense of panic on the verge of losing control continued, but after a few minutes her breathing was finally under her control.Fanny backed away, and this time Sirius let her go easily, but grabbed her hand that subconsciously wanted to wipe her face.

"Do you know what just happened?" he asked, dripping the medicine on the still bleeding wound.

"Hyperventilating, I guess." Fanny raised her other hand and immediately put it back after finding it was also bloodstained, turning her head and rubbing her face on her shoulder indiscriminately. "I don't remember how to spell it, Muggle doctors called it that."

"has experience?"

"There was a child murderer in Torrance, and that night I slipped out of the orphanage and ran into him in an alley. Luckily Sheriff Perry wasn't far away at the time, and after he slashed me He was subdued. I watched a few police officers take the man into the car, then he fell down and was taken to the hospital."

"He chopped you down?"

"It was blocked by my good hand. Magic has indeed saved me many times." Fanny turned her injured hand, revealing the obviously deep scar on the edge of the palm. "It was a pure instinct, I knocked his knife away and ran away - I guess that's what happened. I actually just remember a very high shadow and the blade swung down from a higher place."

"You have really encountered a lot of things."

"The person who said that came from the most noble Black family and served 12 years in prison." Before she had time to stop herself, Fanny blurted out.

The atmosphere froze, and the loose and mean expression returned to Sirius' face.He got up and walked towards the stairs, turning the Death Eater over and examining him halfway down the stairs.Fanny moved her fingers, pulled out her wand and read aloud to herself.The worst part of the evening was far from over - if not about to begin, though she was so exhausted that she just wanted to scream.

"Looks like you broke two of the guy's ribs," Sirius said, fiddling with something out of the Death Eater's pocket. "Another amazing wandless spell?"

"Increase my strength and protect my hands from being broken together, the most basic usage." Fanny replied that she should check this guy who used her as a pad, so she tried a lot to convince herself Touch him again. "I use it to cheat when it feels like I might be beaten to death."

"It's a pity it didn't improve your observation skills," Sirius said.

coming.Fanny lifted the Death Eater's robe to reveal the dark gray pajamas underneath, and rolled her eyes.Great, shoot me.

"Even if you didn't notice the snake-shaped door knocker on the door and the nameplate with 'Rozier' written on it, you should immediately notice the abnormal size of the interior of the house." The tone said, "There is thick dust everywhere in the house, but the surfaces of the sofa and coffee table are clean, and the faucet in the kitchen also flows out of clean water. There are scratches on the dust on the railings, which means that someone has been here recently. Rozzie Er is a Death Eater who was killed by an Auror in the last war, and after discovering these signs, it is almost certain that it is wise to leave as soon as possible."

"But I didn't notice and you didn't leave."

"As you said, I found that you were missing." Sirius raised his voice slightly, "If anyone was in the house, we must have been alarmed. I wasn't sure what happened to you, but the one you hit One was moving enough. So I'll hide to see what's going on."

"You should have just left."

"I don't think I need you to teach me how to do it."

"When you were behind that vase, how did you make the spell shoot out from the side of the sofa?" Fanny didn't want to recall other details, the pulse of the blood vessels on her temples became more and more clear, which was not a good sign.

"It's just a simple reflex. I guess we all have to prepare some life-saving skills. Thanks to Rozier for the precious crystal coffee table. The angle of the armchair next to it is just blocking it. I'll try to divert their attention." .After all, they have a lot of people, and they have hostages in their hands."

It was difficult not to read between the lines as mocking her for being stupid enough to take herself hostage, so Fanny wisely kept silent.Fanny was still shaking and had to bite her lip to stop the feeling of crying, she felt that this exaggerated sadness came from being unable to protect herself and hating to thank Sirius for saving her life.

"Even though we came by a coincidence, they are too conceited or stupid, and they didn't put any protective spells around them, and no one kept vigil." Sirius shrugged, "Villains are really rampant now, aren't they? ?”

"Or maybe they don't fit the definition of 'villain' any more than we do now."

The things found in the pockets of the Death Eaters were lined up at Fanny's feet. She examined them, picked up a piece of paper that looked like a newspaper clipping, and looked at it carefully. The paper bag and a handful of coins were stuffed into his pocket.It wasn't a normal process, but even Sirius, who was relatively good at remembering spells among them, couldn't round up in their minds the much worse-than-average bumps that Fanny had caused.Therefore, rather than trying to cover up in vain, it is better to get some benefits from it. The raw materials and money will not be too much anyway.

Of course, the steps related to memory still need to be completed, but it is convenient at this time, just wash it off.Fanny stood back a little, letting Sirius finish his part.

Sirius had already walked down the steps, but stood there without moving.The somewhat dim light of the chandelier framed the light and shadow on his face, making it look more like a plaster mask than ever.

"Is there a question?" Fanny could swear she didn't want to ask that question at all.

The person being questioned came a little too close and looked down at her.The previous systematic Auror training made Sirius very good at creating pressure, but Fanny seldom felt uneasy about such people or the pressure itself.She looked directly at him, trying not to blink at the soreness behind her eyes, waiting for an answer.

"I was just wondering if that's all you got from this whole thing," Sirius poked at Fanny's pocket, and he didn't intend to put his hand in, so Fanny didn't open that hand, "and A 'we're more like villains' conclusion?"

"So why don't you tell me what else you want?"

"What more do I want?" Sirius raised his voice an octave, "I'm not the one who nearly killed us both!"

"If that's what you want to hear," Fanny said in toneless rapidity, "I apologize. You're right, you and your whole lot of 'senior experience' are right. I'm too Stupid to not listen to them so..."

"Who the hell wants to hear this..."

"Then what the hell do you want to hear?" Fanny's voice drowned out his, "Yeah, I didn't hear you! I admit I ignored those 'find it with your toes' cues and got myself into the full Nearly killed myself in a dark wizard's house! What else do you want me to do? Get on my knees and beg your forgiveness? And who the hell got us kicked out of the house and wandered the streets Are you still in this shitty place at night?"

"So it's my fault!"

"I'm not blaming you! You have more meaningful things to say than pick and choose!"

"That means I should just shut up and watch how you managed to kill yourself!" Sirius threw a ball of paper, Fanny caught it.

There was a piece of Zhifanni with the same content in her pocket, and it could be seen that it was cut from the "truant" column in the wanted page of the "Daily Prophet".Fanny's photo and name were marked with a striking red circle between Ron and Dean.Of course, she shouldn't count on them not having a backup of their hunted information.

"Congratulations on being targeted. How do you feel?" Sirius mocked.

"The picture is ugly." Fanny glanced at Sirius, swallowing back her smug evaluation of him, "I don't know what's going on."

"Of course you don't, unless you're stupid enough to give yourself to them voluntarily."

"So? What's your opinion?"

"I don't know. Maybe there's a slight glitch in your supposedly impeccable identity secrecy?"

"I never thought it was invulnerable." Fanny replied, "I just do my best on the premise that our work can be carried out. Even if I can't fully take care of what I can do, I can only do my best."

"Try to believe everyone who can't be trusted. You can see it."

Fanny took a deep breath and let it out again.She was running out of patience, and she was irritated to this level almost twice a day after walking with Sirius, but the conflict usually ended there.

"We talked about Skeeter."

"I do remember you burying your nose in a book after explaining why that cow deserved your unbreakable trust."

"Because I don't think she's a Death Eater just because I turned myself into a fake parrot with fake diamonds on it for someone." Fanny said coldly, "Even if you have a pair of Skeeter's dress taste and eyes There's been a line or two of well-founded suspicion in the comments on the shelf, and I'm not sorry I missed them."

"Because Fanny Sanchez will never make a mistake, everyone is only worthy of being her follower." Sirius said sharply, waving his arms around, "Now, please explain. You jumped into a trap that even Not really a fire pit, we happened to find that the Death Eaters already knew what kind of tricks you were playing, and you still believed in the most likely culprit, just when I was lucky enough to save..."

"It's my fault!" Fanny yelled, "I was careless! So I was targeted, everyone connected to me was in danger, and I was saved by the fucking you! And Now I'm going to warn Mrs Conwell, Mr Field and some of the close liaisons to figure out what was wrong and how much they found and 'me', will find a way to fix it."

She stared at Sirius defiantly, making sure he understood what she meant.

"Finally." Sirius raised his eyebrows, "You have found a chance? Kick me aside when you run out, and continue your free single journey."

Fanny might have laughed at this expression another time. "I'm not the only one who's enduring this—"

"Go on, this will make you feel better."

"—the reason you didn't bring it up a month earlier is simply that you had no other reason to go out. You didn't even have to wait until November 11rd to rush me because Remus was bound to come over to celebrate your birthday and there was nobody like He's more concerned about your 'safety'." She couldn't help but close her eyes, wanting to reach out and massage her temples but Sirius would surely see it, "—at least I'm being honest."

"Is that what you think?" Sirius snorted with a half-smile, "Without you, I would be locked up in a small house and die alone forever without seeing the sun?"

"No one is stupid enough to believe that there is any place to hold you. It's just that you still want to leave without conscience-what is your life compared with the safety of a little girl? To protect the reckless and ignorant It certainly doesn't count as ignoring the advice of friends, or risking Harry's safety. They have already verified that I will not stay for any reason, so no one will Oppose the plan that is really against you, because it is too selfless. If little Fanny drives you away without knowing what to do, oh, of course it is not your fault, she can go home and explain everything by herself!"

She almost yelled out the second half of the sentence, which was too much, and Fanny could see it.Sirius stopped pretending that she could still smile, and she secretly wondered how a person could be so cold and look like he was on fire at the same time.

"I don't care what you're building those hundred walls around, for dead idols or sweethearts who've gone to the enemy camp, I'm too fucking lazy to figure it out. You have no idea how many times I've seen Someone like you who refuses all help, who thinks he can save the world if he figured it out in his own head—"

"—and all you want to do is to drown in your own head, be a whining jar and keep everyone away from you, and then you can be completely confident that everything has been abandoned—"

"—and they're all dead! Thought witnessing a few massacres and playing espionage was all there was to it? I tell you 'into war' means you're in it anytime, anywhere! The spell doesn't work because If you are cautious enough to bypass you, the enemy doesn't care if you think clearly—"

"—please let me go if it's that 'always on your toes' crap again! I've been trying to follow all your 'rules of survival', but sorry I'm not going to pretend to be some sort of expert—"

"—I'm saying you can't see your back all the time! I can smell it on you, 'I can do it all by myself' bullshit. You never believed you could put your back on To whom, right? Oh maybe except Dumbledore, but bang! He's dead and there's nothing left but trash and bad guys!"

"—and you're talking to me about trust? The only person you can trust goes to the grave a dozen years ago because he trusted you too, and then you're blaming the world because you're still fucking alive Owe you a James Potter!"

The hoarse yelling stopped abruptly, and they gasped in the chaos of the living room, staring at each other like sworn enemies.

"How dare you—" Sirius' voice was hoarse and trembling, and she pointed her wand straight at Fanny's face. She had no doubt that once he regained the ability to speak, he would use the most vicious curse known to him.

Honestly, she didn't care.She felt as if her head had started to melt from behind her eyeballs, and now it seemed like a good option to end the drama by passing out.

"You don't know what I dare to do. Just kill me and then pretend to be a dead person. To tell you the truth, I watched people like you grow up." Benjamin's watch hung heavily on her raised wrist, "and I swore I'd never look like this when I was 8 years old."

Sirius seemed to force himself to calm down for a while, but his tone was still stiff and annoyed when he spoke again. "I'm not the one who's closer to the dead here."

Fanny didn't see if he put away his wand.Avoiding the shadow that might be Sirius in front of her, she knelt and sat down with her head covered, when she heard a curse from very close by.

"Sequelae. None of your business." She whispered.

The shadow moved away, and through the sound of blood rushing in the eardrums, Fanny vaguely heard Sirius chanting a few spells.After a while of nothing else she began to wonder if he had left, and if so she would have to go back to the second floor to retrieve her wand first, but she couldn't imagine how she could do that.

Well, she will do it.Keep breathing.wink.Move your fingers.Then there are the legs.look up.

The black figure appeared in her sight again, and the wand was stuffed into her hand before she could react.Even though it was almost impossible for her to do anything with it now, Fanny felt at ease immediately and instinctively. "Thanks--"

"—if I'm going to say 'thank you' I'll fucking knock you out. Damn, how can you be such a bastard." Sirius pulled her arm over his shoulder, and Fanny bruised The shoulder made her grunt. "You can wait to protest when you're not so half-dead, and you sure don't hate this any more than I do, by the way."

"You hate the whole world."

Sirius responded with a laugh that sent a jolt down his back.

"Funnyly, I actually like you sometimes."

They whirled and sank into the darkness.

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You guys don't know how long I've been thinking about writing this shit... Ah, I feel like I'm complete [not].