This is the first...
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A/N: Uh... yeah. Don't know what the Hell this is. Make of it what you will.
...thing I remember.
It's dark, that's all I can tell through the throbbing in my skull. It feels like my entire body is shakeing with each pound. I don't know where I am or what I'm doing... but I can begin to sit up and look around me. I'm in a room, smaller than my own but more distinct than I have ever been allowed to make mine. Black, is my first impression. The walls, curtains, bedspread - all black. There is something familiar here, I know that know; my mind is beginning to clear. I have been in this place before. But something's wrong; I can sense it, smell it even.
As my eyes are growing more accustomed to the darkness, though, it's becoming painfully clear what the matter is. Everything, every piece of furniture, every... everything - it's all been ripped to shreds. My toe nudges what may once have been a broomstick. Hard to tell though. Now it's no more than a cloud of splinters.
I get slowly, waveringly, to my feet, hanging on to the windowsill to hold myself up. God, I'm aching as though every bone in my body has been broken. My eyes fall back on the bedspread... locking in, this time, on the shape that covers most of it. ...White, black... red. Blood red.
I stagger backwards, colliding with the locked door with enough force that I see stars, knocking my head back against it in my sudden horror. Oh God, Sirius... what have I done?
A/N: I'm not quite sure where I'm going with this, I'll admit. But I'd be ever so honoured if you'd stick around and find out. What d'ya say? Anyway, reviews would be much appreciated. Thankies TTFN