At the tender age of 16 I fell, hopelessly in love with Sirius Black and every single girl who had dated Sirius will know. It always ends in heartbreak.
Prologue
I saw him. His hand wrapped in her ever so perfect blonde hair, his other hand on her back pressing her tightly against him, his eyes shut tightly enjoying the moment and his mouth practically glued to hers, but even still the corners of his lips were upturned into a smirk.
I stood there. My hand clenched at my sides, my eyes blinking back the tears, my mouth quivering in shock and nearly the whole school watching behind me.
They were either looking at me with amusement because they always knew this would happen, sympathy because they thought I had truly changed him and guilt because they knew it was happening all along.
Sirius Orion Black once told me I was his first and only love. He lied and I believed him. The worst part of it is he was mine and I think he always will be even after everything.