Summary
"I'm not sure if I can…" she whispered, not daring to look at the man who stood so close that she could feel his breath on her skin. His thoughts were screaming at her, begging her to free them from her grasp. His grasp on her was gentle though. She closed her eyes, sinking into him. "Alright, Sirius." And the world was quiet there. In which James Potter has a sister.