Why so Sirius?! - Part 3

Hello everyone! 
Last month I decided to share one of my stories with you because...well, because I'm actually pretty proud of this short story and I thought my blog could use a little more "variety".
I have uploaded part one and two before, and I'm hoping you're still interested in part three! This is the last part.
Let me know what you think! 

Suddenly, the sound stopped. Sirius opened his eyes again. He was still sitting in the corner of the room. Nothing had changed. Sigh.
A small flash. It happened so fast that Sirius didn’t even see it. A lovely looking  young lady came up to Sirius. Where did she come from? Sirius looked around again. There were no doors! She just appeared, out of nowhere.

“Hi”, she whispered. She reached out her hand. Even though Sirius doubted, he took her hand and let her help him. “Who are you?”
“It doesn’t matter”, she said. Her voice sounded so soft and sweet, and her eyes were the most gorgeous eyes on the entire planet, yet something about her felt a little strange. This whole adventure felt strange. Sirius was convined. The only logical explanation for all of this was that he was losing his mind.

Sirius crawled to the closest corner, keeping an eye on the lady. The lady remained as if frozen in time, smiling. Time passed, Sirius could no longer tell how much time exactly; it could have been seconds, maybe years. The young lady moved her foot forward. Sirius screamed and told her to stay back. The young lady listened. She seemed confused and tilted her head like a dog does when it has no idea of the wishes of its master. The young lady sighed and sat down at the spot. 

“Do you not wish for me to help you, Sirius?” the young lady said. Sirius remained silent. His eyes looked around the room, from the blue stones, to the blue corners, to the blue ceiling. “You can always remain here, if that is what you want.” “No! Anything but that!” Sirius had shot forward. His arm was stretched out, barely touching her face. He didn’t remember himself doing that, but at this point he was too obsessed with the young lady to care. The young lady took his hand. It was shaking uncontrollably. She let it slide along her cheek and kissed it. Her lips were soft and pleasantly warm.

“Then you must trust me, Sirius. You do not belong here. Something went terribly wrong. I don’t know exactly what happened, but I simply know something must be wrong! You are so scared, but really, you shouldn’t be.
 I know exactly what to do, I know where you belong, if only you would trust me.” 

“Where I belong…” Sirius saw his cousin. By now he must have been seven. A young magician, all alone in the world. Sirius’ doubt began to leave him. His hand had stopped shaking. The young lady let go of his hand and leaned in closer. Sirius was convinced the young lady would kiss him but she simply brushed through his hair and looked him in his eyes.      

 “Do you trust me?” “I do.” The answer seemed so natural. “Then close your eyes.” He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he was back at the pond with the deer and the horrible rhyme from the woods.

Sirius screamed, slamming his hands against his head, weeping and pulling his hair, begging whoever could hear him to make it stop, until a whisper entered his ears. In front of him stood the young lady, smiling. “What is this? What did you do?”

The young lady giggled. “My dearest Sirius Black, as I said, I put you where you belong.” A silence.                                                                                                                                                                        “And where is that?”

“Why, nowhere of course.”

Why so Sirius?! - Part 2

Hello everyone!
A few days ago I shared the first part of my short story, "Why so Sirius?" on here. I promised I'd also upload part two and three so... Here it is! It's a little different from what I usually write, 
but different isn't always bad! Let me know what you think! 

The sound of breaking nails on rock woke him. All of a sudden, the wind seemed to change. Sirius felt how the soft wind slowly turned into a slightly colder wind. In a matter of seconds, he realised that this wind was getting unpleasantly cold. The coat he was wearing barely held him warm. Not only the wind seemed to change, so did the deer. It had been standing by his side peacefully the whole time but now Sirius felt how it bit him. Sirius was shocked. Its eyes didn’t look as innocent as they did before. Bony horns entangled his fingers and pulled him away.

Sirius found himself in a dark tunnel. Falling or flying, he couldn’t tell. It all went so fast, he felt like he was getting sick. The deer must have disappeared because he didn’t see it anywhere. The peace he had felt just a minute ago, was nowhere to be found now. His heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest, if he coughed right now, his stomach would probably come out. “WHAT IS THIS MADNESS?”

It was just a shout into the void, there was no one there. No one could hear him. No one could help him. Not much later, he consciousness due to a blow.

Sirius opened his eyes and immediately shut them again. What happened? Why did he have such a headache? A nasty curse escaped from his mouth. Sirius decided it would be better if he didn’t speak, the tiniest thing he said seemed to make his headache even worse. He felt worthless. Sick. Depressed. Disgusted.
Sirius found himself in a bright blue room. He blinked his eyes and when he opened them again, the room seemed to have changed. It got smaller. Or… Maybe it was just him. He decided not to think about it too much. He found himself in the corner, curled up like a fetus. He looked at his hand, which was still bleeding. Now he remembered. The deer! He felt his heart beat in every cell of his body. 

Sirius looked around. The whole room was empty. Even though he was tired, he was too shaken up to close his eyes again. Sirius believed he wouldn’t sleep well for a while after the incident with that deer. Oh, how he longed for the peace he felt in the moment before the attack. Actually, everything would be better right now. His old, miserable, lonely life would be better than this. Not knowing is the worst. 

Out of nowhere, Sirius heard a loud sound. One tone, in such a high pitch that he swore his ears would start bleeding. The first few seconds it was bearable, but the longer it went on, the more Sirius felt like his head would explode. It was like nails on a blackboard, but a thousand times worse. Sirius desperately tried tos hut the sound out. He squinted his eyes and tried to focus on something else, anything else, but nothing worked. This torture got the best of him. He shouted at the top of his lungs.

Thanks for reading!