Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, and I am glad of that. Because I doubt I could have taken it to the level it is at, either in book or the movie versions.
"Avada Kedavra!" Bellatrix's voice rang through my ears. I always knew that it would be this curse that would kill me. I knew was going to die a warrior's death. I would have never let those Dementors suck out my life. Yet as I felt the curse approaching me, I was scared. Yes, scared! The dare-devilish, heroic Sirius Black, was frightened of death. As the curse was centimeters away a million faces flashed in front of me. Harry, Prongs, Regulus, my mother, Arthur and Molly, Peter, Dumbledore and a series of girls. Girls that I had dated, fallen for and wished to be with. Girls I would never have. Sirius Black, the handsome Gryffindor would die single.
When James had fallen in love, I used to tease him a lot about it. I even pretended to dismiss that love of his as an idiotic notion. But in reality, I was a starry eyed romantic. I believed that the spark I felt every time I was smitten by a girl was love. I was blessed with a good face and God knows I wasn't a virgin when I left Hogwarts.
I don't know whether each of those girls formed a different phase of my life, were parallel or of an alternate universe. All I know is that in my final moments, I Sirius Black, am going to do something I never did in my whole life. Open up to you.
Each of the chapter from the next will be to a girl in Sirius' life, some real, some OC. The story will be Sirius' POV. Please review! I need them a lot. Even a smiley will do. Suggestions of course are more than welcome.
