A happy memory. That is what I need to survive another day here. At the moment, all my memories seem depressing and un meaningful. I try to think of James and Lilly's wedding, but Wormtail is in that memory and anger rushes through me. I try to think of my sorting but I see Snape and annoyance rushes through me. I think of Harry. Harry makes me smile. I think of when I was babysitting him and he rode around on the broomstick I gave him, and he almost broke a vase and ran over the cat. I laugh. Another inmate looks at me and grunts with annoyance. I roll my eyes. Filthy murderer. How do people actually believe that I am like them? A guard walks to my cell.
"You've got a visitor Black," he says. This surprises me. Usually people only visit me to yell at me or tell me that I am a terrible person and that don't deserve to live. I get up and 7 guards guard me. I almost cry when I see my visitor. Moony.
"Sirius," he starts, when I sit down. "Sirius, why are you here?" He looks completely maddened with the idea that I am a psychotic murderer.
"They say that I am the reason that James and Lilly are dead," I replied, my voice showing no emotion.
"And are you?" he sounds as if he is pleading, he is hoping that the answer is no.
"In a way, I suppose that I am," I said instantly thinking of one of my final conversations with James.
"Sirius, you were my best friend. I trusted you with everything. And so did James," he looked at me, hoping for some better answer. I wouldn't keep the truth from him.
"Remus, I might be the reason that they are dead. But before they died I was not their Secret Keeper. Wormy was." At that note I waved goodbye and nodded to the guards, who took me away. Moony sat there, speechless. I smiled a bit to myself. It felt good to finally tell someone the truth. If only that someone could tell everyone the truth, and everyone could trust them. No one would trust Lupin. No one would believe him. They look down on him. Just as they look down on me.
I walked back to my cold and sad cell. I have nothing to do in my cell but sit and occasionally eat. I do the same routine for days, sitting, only pausing to eat and use the bathroom. I think of Moony, and Wormy and how Wormy deserved to die, he was a deceiving scoundrel. I couldn't stand him; the thoughts of him made me want to scream. But I keep my sanity, unlike all the others. A few months after my meeting with Lupin I get mail.
"Mail for you Black," The guard snarls as he threw me the letter. For once the letter isn't a howler, but a normal, white letter. I open it and instantly realize that it is from Lupin. The letter made me have a sad smile on my face.
Sirius-
If what you say is true, then I am sorry for thinking that you murdered James. I was foolish, only believing what I heard, not what I knew in my heart, was true. I wish there was something that I could do about it. But let's face it. Who would believe me? Remember that time in 5th year when you and James got in trouble for stealing from a fellow Gryffindor, even though we all knew you didn't, but no one would believe me, they thought that I was sticking up for my friend? I think that is how everyone would feel now. Padfoot, you have, and always will, been like a brother to me. Someone who got into loads of trouble, but let me get in on the fun. I will write to you often Sirius. I wish you could respond. Goodbye Sirius, for now.
-Moony.
The fact that I received letters once a month and that I knew I was innocent kept me going. I think without that I would have been insane years ago. Moony has done many favors to me over the years, but writing to me, keeping me sane, was his biggest.