When Fire and Ice Collide

He was fire.

She was ice.

He was raging, a flame that refused to go out, ever changing, unpredictable.

She was cool, indifferent, above everyone else and proud of the fact.

He was Sirius Black, she was Marlene McKinnon and together they were everything.

When they first kissed, it was an explosion of heat, hot and passionate; when they first kissed it was cold, secretive and sent shivers down their backs.

When they next kissed, it was better, hotter, colder, more.

Because she calmed him down, and he thawed her heart.

Together they learned that fire pushed people away and that ice stopped people loving, together they learned that love was better than that.

Then the war took over, it's shadowy grip tearing families apart.

But his fire lit the way and her ice healed their wounds.

So when they finally said those three words, the three words changed their world: the war didn't matter, death didn't matter, they loved each other.

So when two words took her away from him, he was burned, his fire took over and left him a wreck.

Because he was fire.

And she was ice.

And worlds end when fire and ice collide.