some days i'm built of metal but not when i'm with you

There was one she had tried to forget, when she had seen his dead broken body on the sand she nearly broke. As close as any of her siblings Sirius was also her closest friend. When they had been yearlings the young princess had sought after him in a romantic way. She was young and didn’t truly know what love was yet, but she knew that was what she felt for Sirius. He’d rejected her because of their difference in class and rank, and she had been devastated, but never brought it up again.

The feeling of rejection hadn’t compared to the feeling of loss when she saw him dead. The feelings were brought back to her with a vivid clarity when she thought she heard his voice over the lake. Mismatched ears perked, convincing herself she heard wrong, and trying not to get her hopes up as she sprinted in the direction of the call. Despite her doubts he was there, standing on her borders in the flesh. She wasn’t hallucinating, he wasn’t a ghost.

”Sirius.” Her voice was desperate and tears began to fill her eyes, her reunion with Hannibal had been emotional beyond measure. She hadn’t known where or what happened to her brother. Seer was different. He was dead. ”You were dead.” She was obviously in disbelief as she approached, afraid if she touched him he might disappear.