Maybe
About:The revelationsof a certain Harry Potter character named Sirius Black one night in Azkaban Disclaimer: JK owns everything - only the crazy plot is mine!
What if? What if I hadn't lost his trust and faith? What if I hadn't said we should just be friends? What if I hadn't have chased after him? Maybe I'd be happy. Maybe I would be free of the pain and misery I now suffer here in this place. I think of you every chance I get, hoping that your happy. God only knows what you've been through. I think about it all the time, you know, about what we could have been. No, let me correct that, what we should have been.
Maybe we'd live in a cottage in the country up north, surrounded by nothing but trees and our children. I'd come home from a hard days work, and you'd be there waiting, a freshly cooked meal on the table. We'd sit around for hours talking about nothing, entertaining the kids with simple magic tricks and tales from our Marauding days. We'd fight over bills and money, but in the end I'd silence you with a kiss. I remember how sweet your lips used to taste after we argued. We'd make love under a starry night just like we used to at Hogwarts, and I'd look at you afterwards, amazed by what I saw. How I loved to just stare at you and think of us in the future. I never could have imagined we'd be like this.
Maybe life would have worked out better if I had died. I could watch you from above, checking on you every ten minutes to make sure your all right. I always was protective of my Moony.
Who knows what would have happened? I sit here, rotting in the cell, and I think of you. I think of you and your beautiful amber eyes, and I cry. How did this go so wrong?
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