Title: Murderer
Characters: Sirius B.
Summary: And they'll whisper 'Murderer', because you sent an innocent boy to die - One-shot, Sirius-Centric
Notes: Well, this is a bit different to my usual stuff... ugh... this is Sirius Black's thoughts when he's just sent Snape to die at the hands of Remus. Hope you like it, reviews are appriciated - and take care!
I knew what I'd done as soon as the door closed. Yet for some strange reason I had not yet felt anything other than the slight giddy feeling in my stomach as I stifled laughter.
Murderer, sprung to mind. And yet for some strange reason I had not yet felt as if I was guilty of a crime worthy of Azkaban.
Until then it suddenly came rushing back to me. I was meant to be a Gryffindor wasn't I? And I had acted just how a Slytherin would, I had ironically acted like my namesake – I had acted like a 'Black'
Oh if I told my family what I had done... they would greet me back to the family with open arms, after all I had acted extremely dark... and I don't think I would ever actually forgive myself.
Even though I hated the guy, I know Snape didn't deserve to die – even though I really wanted him gone from my life, I knew it wasn't up to me to decided whether he lived or died... but I had sent him to die...
At the fault of my best friend Remus Lupin,
I knew nothing would ever return to normal ever again – and it was all my fault – after all I knew exactly what I had done as soon as the door closed behind the slime-ball of a Slytherin.
And I was officially a murderer, sending a kid out to slaughter...