Disclaimer: I don't own anything. Sirius and Remus belong to the wonderful J.K. Rowling and the song belongs to Sarah McLaughin.
Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
Sirius sat there standing hoping that Minister Fudge would let him off with a fair trial…
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
Harry needed him like hell would he ever let Vernon and Petunia Dursley those awful muggles…
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
At the end of the day he thought that maybe Fudge would give him a case but no he went straight to Azkaban. So after he was sent he just sat and thought "I'm innocent. I'll get to you Harry somehow"
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
As he thought he thought back to night that it happened he was one his way to check on Lily and James because he could tell something was wrong…When he got there their home was destroyed and little Harry sitting crying…something was different though…that lightning bolt on his head…just as he was about to take Harry Hagrid came up and told him that he was supposed to take him…and look where it got him today. He was in Azkaban rotting in hell for a crime he didn't commit. That's the only thing that kept his sanity was knowing he wasn't guilty it was that little traitor Peter. Oh how he will get him…
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight
As he started drifting off into abyss he had no dreams or flashbacks maybe for the first night in a year he would have some peace and no horrors…
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
The next morning he started planning his escape but how? He had no clue were Peter was or what he was doing…
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
It was so dark and damp in the hellhole. He couldn't see anything past his own cell bars. And when the Dementors swooped down it was like he was re-living that night in 1981.
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
All night and day he'd drift into a daydream of horrors but thinking that he was innocent is what kept him going after 5 years…
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
Every time he thought of Lily and James being in a better place the Dementors would suck it out of him. He thought that'd he'd learn but he couldn't help it…but little Harry what happened to him did he go with Remus or those God damn Muggles…
So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
Every where he turned there was either Fudge or the Dementors it was like there were vultures watching him and thieves stealing his life. He needed to get out of Azkaban as soon as time would let him…
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
Fudge would tsk him every time he came in saying how could you do that to Lily and James? They were your best friends. Just to make him feel horrid. But he knows deep down that he was really innocent. It was all-most 10 years since he had been in Azkaban he all most had enough strength to transform again! Oh Happy Day!
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
But it didn't make a difference how was he supposed to escape if he didn't even no where the scumbag Pettigrew was…
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees
Everyone had thought he'd gone mad…until one day when Fudge was reading the Daily Prophet IT WAS HIM! Peter and that boy Weasely! Now all he had to do was transform…only a few more days!
In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
He was going to get out of this dreary place. But the dementors sucked that out. He was all most strong enough just wait until tomorrow he would get that traitor that'd he'd help with so much school work!
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
He did it! Now to go to Hogwarts! His reverie of madness had saved him from that awful place! But they think he is going to kill Harry! Why would he do that?? 'But never mind that I have to find Remus and explain it' he thought. He was all-most there he could smell the Whomping willow! So many memories…
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
The things that could comfort him and no more Dementors to take them away, but the seeping pain knowing he trusted Pettigrew…
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here
"Moony!" "SI…" "Let me explain Moony…" "I'm listening…"