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I know you like no other

Death



Sirius

"Warlord"

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There was nothing he could do for her, no enemy he rend asunder. He could not defeat the pain in her heart with his teeth alone, as much as he wished it. As he held her close, and allowed her to cry, he wished that their friendship had been stronger than their love, and that he could hold her closer, and neither could think of what had been lost, nor of how that losing had hurt her. He wished their friendship had been stronger, and she would find nothing but comfort in his arms.

He bit back a frustrated sigh, and held her close as she told him her worries, and let him see her heart. “I know.” he admitted gently. “You have survived hardship before, and you will survive this. It will hurt, and you will bleed, and you will cry and you will rage, and nothing you do will drive away those that love that, and eventually, painfully, you will heal.” he told her gently, stealing a chase kiss to her cheek and pulling away partially. “Meanwhile, my shoulder is always here for you to rip apart, and you may tell me all, and I will guard your secrets as closely as I guard you.” He promised her. He promised her so much, he always would, and he would always keep his word. That was his honour, his promise.

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