Summary: When Sirius gets to Godric's Hollow and finds his best friend dead. Drabble, exactly 100 words.
Disclaimer: I'm not JKR, I don't own Harry Potter, I'm just same old, crazy me. Not special in any way.
Choking On Ashes
By: Lissome Lilt (Albinofrog)
The air was grey.
That was the first thing that struck him when he appeared.
But, it wasn't the air that was grey; it was the ashes from the burning house, clinging thickly to everything.
He coughed, blaming the tears clouding his eyes on the heavy, acrid smoke, and not on the sight of his dead best friend.
Peter.
Peter had done this.
The rat would pay for it; he wouldn't know what hit him.
No. Peter might have told Voldemort, Peter might have gotten them killed.
But he was the one who ultimately betrayed them. Not Peter.
La Fin
Yep. Another drabble. Which I can take credit for. Nothing else interesting going on up here in the far north. Nothing. At all.
And yes, as you might have guessed, I am bored senseless. Again. And I have to go to school tomorrow, so I won't have as much time to write. And I wish I could use our English lessons as an excuse to write another drabble or two, but no, there won't be anything like that in a long time. Sometimes I hate school. I don't want to be parted from for several hours *gasps dramatically*. I'll die; I do think I'll simply die.
Okay. Another very long author's note. You will review, yes?