Dear Potter (Was that a bit to formal?)

I've decided to call you by your last name, since I'm angry with you right now. You want to know why? Well, for starters, do you know where the hell I am? In bloody Azkaban! You know that place with the soul sucking dementors and all that? Yeah, that's my position right now.

And do you know why I'm here? Because I was blamed for ratting you and Lily out to Voldemort.

And nobody wants to believe that I'm innocent because they all think that I was your secret keeper. And the only one who knows that I wasn't in the end, is Peter.

That betraying little rat! I can't believe I didn't see this coming. I mean, nobody would, but he was always so nervous the last months and everybody thought it was just because of the war, but turns out he was just afraid anyone would find out he was the double agent.

And right now I'm so mad at both you and myself. Myself for advising you to change secret keeper from me, and you for actually listening. I mean, why did one of the only times you actually listened had to be this? Sorry, I know I should be sirius about this. Sorry again, but if I try to stay happy, maybe I will forget what happened. Not that I could ever get over this, and besides the dementors suck out every happy thought I get.
How could I ever get over the day my best friend and his wife got murdered by one of the darkest wizards of all time, because of my other friend? And my last friend believes I'm guilty because I have no way to prove I'm not.

So here I am, stuck in Azkaban, without any friends and my family abandoned me when I left them.

And about my family, do you remember when I left them and came to you? Do you remember what you told me? Because I do.
When I was in hysterics about my brother being left with those monsters, and me being alone forever, you said something to me. And those words were with me from that day. You told me that I didn't have to worry because you would always be there. You said that you would always be there to catch me when I'd fall for as long as I would live. Well, I'm still alive and I really need my best mate right now. I just want you back Prongs.

I just want you and Lily to be happy with Harry, and for uncle Moony and uncle Padfoot to come on visits. But that's not possible.

And I'm really sorry James. I've never been this sorry since the incident with Snape.
I'm so sorry that I wont be the godfather that Harry needs and that I won't be around for a while. But I promise you that I will get out of this place sometime. And when I do, I will find Harry and start a proper family with him to make up for the years I couldn't be there. And I will spoil him rotten with awesome stuff.

Even though this isn't going to happen for a long time, I will have this one good thought. And when the dementors suck it right out of me, I will still have this letter to remind me of it.

And before I finish this pathetic piece of thrash with my handwriting on it, I have to tell you something. Something I didn't get to say when you were still here.

I love you, mate.
But not in the I-want-to-marry-you way, but in the You're-my-best-friend-and-brother-and-I-have-no-id ea-what-to-do-when-you're-gone way. And I just want you to know that I'm missing you like hell. I miss that stupid smirk of yours and your pathetic hair which you always ruffled to impress Evans. I just really want you back mate, is that too much to ask?

I just want to delete that awful picture of you and Lily lying there in the ashes of your beautiful little house. To just forget what it felt like to come to your place, dressed up in my Halloween costume, and discover that everything was ruined. To don't remember seeing your body, clod and lifeless, lying there in the stairs, your glasses knocked askew. I just want to erase it all, Prongs.

But for now I just have to keep my mind on getting out of here and finding that betraying little rat. Then Harry and I can live happily together.

And that day will come, Jamesie. I promise!

-Padfoot

Sirius Black

AN: I hope you liked this little letter. I'm thinking of adding three different situations where Sirius uses the letter, but I'll see how it goes with this first one.