Last Wish (Closed)

Bruce held his hood up, pushing people away. They snarled at him, growling loudly, but didn't dare to approach. He continued to walk, the rain hitting the ground hard. It left Bruce soaking wet, but he didn't care.

As he stepped into the pub, the silence wasn't disrupted. He walked towards the table in the farthest corner, and sat down, pulling his hood down, "Orion..." he greeted the Black.

"Hello Bruce...it's nice to see you again." The man said, sipping his firewhiskey. "Why did you want to see me?" he asked, not wasting time.

"Well, cutting to the chase aren't you...I'm dying Bruce...and I fear about my children." He said, tearfully.

"Regulus will be fine. He has his mother." Bruce answered back at Sirius's father.

"I'm not worried about Regulus. I'm worried about Sirius..." Orion said. Deep down, he still cared for his son. He wasn't like his wife...

"I can't help you with that then..." Bruce answered.

"You can...and will. Look, Walburga blasted him of the family tree, but, I want him to be safe. I know what you hold most dear Bruce. I know you're with one of the gaunt twins. And Sirius will never hurt her. He'll protect her...do the same. With him..." Orion pleaded. 

Bruce sighed heavily, before bringing his eyes up again, staring at the man. "What do you want me to do?"

"You're his professor. Help him. Train him. He has just taken a liking to swords. So, help him with that. And teach him what you can..."

"I'd be teaching things to an enemy. A blood traitor..." Bruce said, with a hint of disgust. 

"Remember who his father is. Remember what I did for you...please..." Orion pleaded once more.

"...I'll do what I can...specially since I know my Marvolo still loves him." he said, breathing deeply. 

"You were never a fool now were you..."

Bruce got up form the table, knocking on it with his knuckles. "I'll do my best...."

"I'm not expecting any less..."

And with the end of the conversation, Bruce was gone, and so was Orion...