“…he fell through the ancient doorway and disappeared behind the veil, which fluttered for a moment as though in a high wind and then fell back into place… Sirius must be just behind the curtain…”
Sirius Black didn’t die when he fell through the veil in the Department of Mysteries. He was transported to another world: our world, where Hogwarts doesn’t exist and magic lives only in the fantasy books. As Sirius tries to understand this strange new world and find his way home, he runs into some unlikely old friends. Nothing is the same behind the curtain.
Story Notes: This is a short story that will be coming to you in four separate installments. Oh, and I'm not J.K. Rowling - there's a shocker. These are merely musings that are the result of abusing the phrase “Well maybe…”
This is for everybody who never fully accepted that Sirius Black could be killed by drapery.
This second chapter is dedicated to Kreacher for no particular reason.
For John Green, who has mastered the art of the road trip as a literary device.