Unveil My Misery

by ilukaiba

Disclaimer: I own nothing… blech…

Prologue

Sirius' POV

You think you're life sucks, don't you. I mean, there you are, sitting happily staring at one of those strange muggle devices… a comter? Whatever the hell you call them… Yeah, well at least you're not me. I thought the worst had come when I was born into a family of vengeful bastards… but now I see that that was just a mere paper cut compared to this hell-hole.

No seriously, it is a hell-hole. See one second I was fighting with my bitch of a cousin, Bella… Merlin's beard she better be in Azkaban right now or I will kill myself.

Scratch that, I think I'm dead already.

I've been stuck in this dark place for at least a month. It all started when I was with the rest of the Order, kicking some major Death Eater ass. It was like a game to me, it only took a few spells and hexes and those punks were down. But Bella, she took me by surprise.

I don't know what she cast on me. It's strange how I, graduating as one of the best students in my year at Hogwarts, am not able to tell you what spell that she used on me. Must have been some spiffy Death Eater spell… damn them.

It wasn't the Killing Curse, that's for sure. See, when I was hit with it, I was overcome with all sorts of strange emotions, I felt like I was crazy. And then I fell… endlessly… through this never-ending hole. You probably think I'm delirious. I probably am. But now, as I sit here alone in the darkness, I feel so lost… I've tried standing up, walking… but I just seem to move with no purpose, I don't go anywhere.

I walked for like five hours the other day. There was nothing in sight. Just blackness. After I got tired, I sat down. It was then I realized I was in the same exact place where I started.

I wonder if I'll ever get out of here. I don't have a wand, so I can't even try to use magic to help me.

I can't even kill myself, assuming I'm still alive. This is such torcher, more pain than I've ever felt before.

Now I'm even starting to wish I was back in Azkaban… nothing can be worse than this shit.

I miss them. I miss ol' Moony and Harry and Hermione and Ron and…

It hurts to think. But what else can I do? It's not easy to stop thinking. It's not easy to do anything down here… or up here… or whatever…

Fuck this place.

I plunge my hands in the pockets of my robes. Maybe I'll find a damned piece of lint to keep me busy.

Or a ribbon.

A ribbon?! What the hell is a ribbon doing in my pocket. Oh yeah, I remember now. Hermione gave everyone a ribbon… good luck she said.

Yeah some luck I'm having now. Sitting in the darkness with a ribbon.

It's about five inches long… six inches long… eight inches long… twelve inches long?! What the hell, the damned thing is growing.

My brain is starting to go, I mean, a growing ribbon?!

Stupid ribbon. Piece of shit. I'm pissed. I'm ripping it up now. Fucking ribbon, why couldn't you be useful, I yell. I toss the pieces on the ground.

Hope they burn in hell. Like me. But wait. There's this odd sort of smoke coming from them. Some sort of purplish haze. I reach out to it, to feel it.

And then I fall to a dead faint.

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A/N Strange eh? Sorta depressing. Remember folks, this is the PROLOGUE! Chapters will probably be longer than this and it will probably not be in Sirius' POV after this. You know, the rest of the story will probably be in third person. But I might do some first person.

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