Adventures in the Bar of Killed Off Characters

by:

Lil Pippin Padfoot

Disclaimer: Do not own.

A/N: I wrote another story where Boromir had a girl, and she comes in here, so if you wondering, she's in another story. Obviously, this story isn't following any sort of rules, so I can do what I want.

Chapter 16

Questionable Usefulness

Sirius patiently listened to Jean's story, interrupting every once a while, as he had never heard of mutants and didn't quite understand.
"-and I knew that the only way to save everyone else was for me to …." Jean trailed off.
Sirius nodded. "I know what you mean."

"I'm just so worried because I don't know if I hurt anyone, I mean, what if I killed someone?"
"Well, you came in alone," Haldir pointed out "That is generally a very good sign."

Jean's head fell forward. "I miss Scott so much. Does this feeling every go away?"

"No," Boromir said. "It doesn't."

"Boromir," Haldir said, in a tone that Sirius had never heard Haldir use with Boromir before. It was sad, and sympathetic.

"I'm telling her the truth!" Boromir said. "I've been in here so long, and every day I miss her, and what's worse is I promised her I would come back. Your Scott knew what you were doing, you did it for the good of everyone else. I promised I would come back to her and I didn't. I didn't." Boromir's outburst silenced the entire bar.

"What are you looking at?" He growled, and the bar slowly went back into it's normal routine. Boromir drained the pint in front of him, and pushed it down the bar towards the Peanut Guy. Even the Peanut Guy realized that this was not the time to mess with Boromir. He wordlessly refilled the mug and pushed it back.

Boromir grabbed the mug and got off the stool and clumsily wandered off into the corner that until recently used to be occupied by Hector. "When he goes over there," Haldir explained, "He wants to be alone."

"What was that all about, anyway?" asked Sirius.

Haldir sighed. "Boromir comes from a long line of tragic love stories, he was kind of doomed to have one himself. When his parents got married, they lived in Minas Tirith, basically this city built into a mountain. Boromir's mother grew up by the ocean. She wasted away in the stone city and died in front her husband and young sons. Boromir was a soldier, obviously, and he rescued this girl, Miriel from orcs. Denethor, Boromir's father, forbade them from seeing each other, because Miriel was a peasant, and Boromir was next in line for the Stewardship. They snuck around for awhile, but Boromir's father… Denethor sent Boromir on the mission that eventually caused him to be here. Faramir, was supposed to go, but because of Miriel…." Haldir sighed. "Boromir is a man of his word, and that is the only promise he's never been able to keep. And it literally drives him to drink."

Jean began crying. "I used to think my life was bad, trying to live in secret, not being able to control my powers, but that poor man has it so much worse."

"Oh, don't cry," Sirius said awkwardly. He hated it when girls cried. Once Lily had cornered him in a hallway yelling at him about how big of a git James was before she broke down crying. Sirius awkwardly patted her on the back, the same thing he had done to Lily.

.

"Do you know what?" Jean said straightening up. "Now that I'm gone, Scott and Professor won't have to worry about me and my powers." She even smiled a bit. "I don't have my powers any more. I feel so… liberated."

Suddenly she began shimmering. As the light flashed, Sirius saw her smiling face, free of worries, just before she left forever.

"Did she just…?" Boromir called over to them.

"Yeah," Sirius replied.

"What did you tell her?"

Before Sirius could reply, Haldir jumped in. "You're up to ten now, Boromir. I told her your pathetic life story." A moment later, he dodged a mug that came flying at his head. Boromir soon followed, resuming his spot on the barstool.

"Do you know what?" He said after awhile. Sirius and Haldir looked at him. "At least I'm useful, unlike you."

Haldir swallowed his elven pride. "Yes, Boromir, you are so much more useful than me."

"It's okay," Boromir said. "You'll find your purpose someday."

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