A/N: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did I would not be writing a Fanfiction about it.
Just so you know I have a marry sue (I think that's what it's call) and I'll be posting more stories soon and you'll know for sure that I did. Now on to the story. Warning: swearing and self-injury. Plus I have bad spelling. : D
The Pain
Chapter 1- The Beginning
"Alex! What are you doing!?" I still remember the first time he caught me. That was the first thing he said. "Alex! What are you doing!?" My reply had been "Nothing!" I had pulled my blood stained sleeve over my arm at that point. He had walk toward me, "Sirius, please. I-I'm sorry."
"Why are you sorry? I'm the one who is. I should have been paying more attention to you."
"How did you know?" I had asked as he hugged me.
"Mad-eye told me."
"Sirius, please-"
"I'll help you, so will Remus and Harry-"
"Don't tell Harry."
"Why? Harry will want to know."
"I don't want him to know. He'll just-"
"Do the right thing and help you."
I had sigh in defeat then, "Sirius, I won't do it again." After that Sirius had healed the cut on my arm, and forced me to go to the kitchen. Where Mad-eye and the others where waiting to give me an hour-long lecture.
And here I was doing it again, but this time Sirius was here to walk in on me and never would be again. He had died at the ministry. And it was my fault. All my fault.
[ end of chapter1]
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