Sirius looked at the ring and at Sarah's fading figure. He sighed, turning back to the house where he had so many memories in. He quickly walked through the dark house, going to his room. He grabbed for his wand on the bedside table and flicked it madly. Quickly his suitcase flopped on the bed, and he motioned for his clothes to get in the bag. They did so quickly, soon he had to fill another suitcase.
He did so even faster, eager to get out.
After two full suitcases floated down the stairs, Sirius looked at his bedside table peering a a picture on it. A picture of Sirius and Sarah that Sarah had drawn, he grabbed it walking down the stairs.
When reaching the bottom he grabbed another picture off the wall, Alexandra, James, Annabelle, Sarah, and Sirius were crowded around the outside of there house. He stuffed them both in the top of the suitcase before grabbing both by there handles, and stepping outside of His house. Even if Sarah didn't want to live there anymore he could not.
He slowly started walking down the street, stopping to look back at the house. He sighed, so many memories.
A shiny object could be seen from the ground to the left of him. The ring sat motionless. He sighed, bending over slowly and placing it on his thumb, examining it. "Fine, if she won't take it... There is no use in leaving it here."
