Chapter Eight
"Who died, Siri?"
"Harry—"
Harry clenched his teeth together, trying to fight chafing feeling that swept over him like a wave of water.
"Who died, Sirius?"
"You won't like it," Sirius replied quietly, his eyes downcast. "Harry, it's—" Sirius ran his fingers through his hair.
"Tell me!"
"Harry, Matt died," Sirius said, closing his eyes once more.
"What?" That was all Harry was able to say.
"A car hit him yesterday afternoon. Isabella—she's devastated."
"You're lying," Harry said, starting to laugh manically. "That's not funny, Siri. I can't believe you'd say something like that! Sometimes I don't understand you, Padfoot."
Sirius, who wasn't laughing at all, looked at his godson. "Nothing's funny about this, Harry. And, I'm not lying. I wouldn't lie about something like this."
The manic laughter soon died from Harry's lips. "You can't be serious," Harry said. When a smirk played on Sirius's lips and he opened his mouth to say something, Harry held up a hand, shushing him. "No joking, Sirius. Tell me the truth."
"I am," Sirius replied, laying a hand on Harry's shoulder. He leaned in and kissed the top of Harry's head. "I wish I wasn't, Harry."
"No," Harry said, jumping up from the couch. "M—Matt can't be dead. It's just...impossible!"
"It's not impossible, Harry," Sirius said softly.
"Leave me alone," Harry whispered violently. Sirius watched as Harry left. Even he himself had a hard time believing Matt was gone. But it was true.
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"Are you OK, Harry?" Hermione asked as Harry bumped into her in the corridor.
"I'm fine," Harry said. Hermione wasn't that easily convinced.
"You sure? You look awfully pale."
"I told you I'm fine," Harry snapped. "I just need a bit of time alone, thanks." Hermione nodded understandingly, leaving Harry alone.
He slid to the ground, leaning against the wall. "How can you be dead, Matt?" He said to himself, hoping maybe Matt could hear him. "You weren't ever able to invent your ice cream. You know, I'd give anything to try some of your Vanilla Relish Ripple right now." He felt a lump in his throat as he thought of how young Matt was. He was gone, at only thirteen.
His best friend was gone.
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A/N: All right, bit of a shock there. The idea came to me at the spur of the moment, so I just wrote it down. The sequel, Death Becomes Them, should be out any time now. So I hope you'll keep checking onto my profile to see if I have posted it yet, and I'd like to hear what you think of Baby Blues so you can review until Death Becomes Them is posted. Thanks again for everyone who reviewed, your reviews mean a lot to me!
- Crystal Cove
Okay, review response time:
WolfbainKohaku: Thank you for your reviews! I really do appreciate them. Well, you can look for the sequel soon because I will be posting it on either September 26 or 27.
hug-me: I know, sorry that I'm evil. Anyway, I hope I shocked you a bit when you found out who died. I like to shock people.
Anyway, again, look for the sequel, Death Becomes Them, on September 26 or 27! Thank you for your reviews, I love them!
Halleem264: Oh, I wouldn't be so sure that the sequel is going to be so cool, Halleem…it's going be very—sad. Very. Well, lol, thank you for your reviews!
WolfbainKohaku: Thank you for your reviews! I really do appreciate them. Well, you can look for the sequel soon because I will be posting it on either September 26 or 27.hug-me: I know, sorry that I'm evil. Anyway, I hope I shocked you a bit when you found out who died. I like to shock people. Anyway, again, look for the sequel, on September 26 or 27! Thank you for your reviews, I love them!Halleem264: Oh, I wouldn't be so sure that the sequel is going to be so cool, Halleem…it's going be very—sad. Very. Well, lol, thank you for your reviews!