The Void And The Elders

It was an expanse of pure white.

A void ever expanding with no boundaries.Dispersed in the air was white mist, staying where they were - motionless.

Lying in it - rather floating amidst it , since it neither had a ceil nor a floor was a man in his thirties, his shaggy black hair plastered across his face and neck along with sweat and dirt.

He was barely conscious.

He was so tired and he assumed it might be because of the duel with Bellatrix Or it may have something to do with falling through the mysterious veil.

He didn't wish to move a muscle as he was comfortable lying there.

He knew he had fallen through the veil and people who fall through it never come back.

He was dead and he knew it.

But death was completely painless; easier than falling asleep.

*****

Sirius was now slowly stirring. He slowly got up and settled in a sitting position, still not noticing his surroundings. All of his memories were flashing before his eyes.

The stunning spell shot by Bellatrix had hit him squarely in his chest but it didn't even hurt him a bit now. He and the members of order of Phoenix had entered into the department of mysteries to save Harry and his friends...... 'Harry !' he gasped.

Remembering Harry made him quite clear headed.

He began to notice his surroundings and was startled about how he was simply sitting in a non-existant ground.

With a mingled expression of shock and disbelief, Sirius once more gazed at the place. He closed his eyes for a while and shook his head once as this might be due to the light playing tricks but as he opened his eyes they were still the same way.

With a slight sense of alarm , Sirius croaked 'where am I'.

*****

Somewhere behind him came an indistinct sound of voices. Turning to locate the source of the sound, he saw two figures, blurred by the white mist.He could surely say they were humans though.They were drawing steadily nearer to him as though they were coming for him.

'better they have some answer about how the hell to get out of this creepy place' hoped Sirius, his eyes unaccustomed to this unreal blankness.

Now they were close enough for Sirius to take in their appearance.

One of them was middle aged , maybe in his forties with a short trimmed hair and the other one was an old man, pale white, and having a long hair and a beard which was white too.

They were wearing white splendid robes with blue trims.

The old one was examining a book while the other carried bundles of books, parchments and a briefcase. Unable to manage all this weight he was stumbling alongside the old man.

Sirius was seeing this without uttering a word. At last they took a stop few feets away from him and quickly Sirius rose up from the place.

'Sirius Black' the old man spoke finally.

'I am the elder of the council that decides the fate of dead men', he said flatly.

'We, the council had decided to give you a second chance at life'

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