Dear Prongs
A/n: this is my first Harry potter fanfiction so don't hate it too
much, if you can.
Disclaimer: as much as I'd like to, I don't own Harry potter or any of
the characters.
Dear Prongs,
How's heaven treating you? I know you made it there, because
hardly anyone deserves it more than you and Lily, despite all we did
at Hogwarts. I want you to know that I miss you, and that I still
can't believe that you're gone. It hurts to even think about it. I've
never been good with feelings. Moony was always the one for that. But
not even Moony thinks I'm innocent. Doesn't matter though. I'm the one
who told you to make that stupid, betraying rat your secret-keeper.
All my fault. My fault that you're dead, my fault that Harry will grow
up without a loving family. All he gets is an aunt and uncle who hate
everything about magic. All my fault. Compared to you three, I got
lucky. A room to myself and three meals a day. Wonderful, isn't it.
You didn't deserve to die, Prongs. You had a wife, a kid, a house, a
steady income. You had it all buddy. It should have been me. I should
have died.
On that night, the night you died, I went to your house. Everything
was ruined. Harry was alive. He wanted to know why I was crying. He
offered to wake you and Lily up so that you could prepare some food. I
had to tell him that his mum and dad wouldn't ever wake up again. It
was the hardest thing I have ever done. Though I can't do much in
Azkaban, I will do my best to keep Harry safe.
I miss you Prongs. You were my brother in everything but blood. Lily
was like my sister.
You stood by me until the end. We were always together. You didn't see
one without the other. Padfoot and Prongs, Sirius and James, marauder
extraordinaires.
Send my best regards to everyone up there, and don't worry; you don't
have to return my socks. Keep them as a reminder of me.
I'll see you again someday Prongs. Until then, I say goodbye with a
promise: once a marauder, always a marauder. Together through thick
and thin, forever and always. I will never forget you Prongs. I will
remember you every day for the rest of my life. Always.
I wish the Hogwarts golden boy golden times in his newfound kingdom.
I love you like a brother Prongs.
Still marauding,
Sirius Black
Padfoot
