Chapter One – Behind the bars, in Azkaban
Guilty.
Two guards grabbed me and took me away while i yelled
"I'M INNOCENT"
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Azkaban, I fear that name.
They putted me into a cell while i kept yelling that i was innocent.
"IT'S NOT TRUE! GET ME OUTTA HERE!!"
"It's not worth it" said a voice "They don't care"
I look back. It was an old man who looked miserable.
"What?" I said
"You heard me. Who are you? What did you do?" he asked
"I did nothing!"
"I see..." the man sat on the floor
"You don't believe me, do you?" I was getting pissed but he said nothing. "Are you listening to me?"
"Yes I am. No I don't believe you're innocent, and if i did? What difference could it make?"
I was staring at him, his clothes were ripped and he was skinny, I wonder how many time was he there.
"Silence... I though that you liked to yell. Anyways..."
He shuted up and i said with a sigh.
"I'm Sirius Black, and they say i murdered 13 people, which i haven't."
"Which you haven't? I murdered people too! That's why i'm here!"
"But..."
yes: but i killed no one, and then? What's the point? Would he save me? Why should he believe me when no one else did?
"How many time are you in here?" I asked
The old man looked me in the eyes.
"Too long perhaps." he said sadly "Some many time that i can't remember."
And he sat on the corner. I looked around. It was a filthy stone cell. You could see the moon through the window (if you can call it a window).
What an awful view...
What was i expecting? A palace perhaps? I heard many horrible things about Azkaban, and i'm sure i wouldn't want to be sure if they were true or not, but there I was, and I was innocent.