Disclaimer: I do not own anything of the Harry Potter series nor any of its characters, etc. I also do not own the itty bitty snippets of lyrics I borrowed, from "Memories" by Elvis.
A/n: During my Christmas holidays, my cousin and I found a list of prompts and wrote many one-shots with said prompts. This is the second one I wrote. (The prompt used is at the top in italics) This one is set during OOTP, post-Harry at Hogwarts.
Memory
Memories… pressed between the pages of my mind…
Some nights, much like this one, Sirius sits in the large faded red chair in the living room, staring without much blinking into the fireplace, the firelight flickering and dancing on his features. He is alone with his memories of the life he once had and is haunted by what could have been.
Some nights, he feels miserable and cold. He dwells on the horrific and wasted years in Azkaban. He remembers Peter's betrayal and the night the Potters died. What it felt like to come upon the smoking ruins of their once happy home and know exactly what had happened. What it was like to know his best friend, his brother, was dead and gone forever.
Some nights, he's better. The memories are better. He thinks about his days in Hogwarts and the good times he had there. Lighter days, fun days, laughter and pranks, staying up late, detention, homework, girls… He smiles then, and feels happier. These times are gone and past, sure, but he's thankful he's had them at all.
Some nights, Sirius sits alone with nothing but memories.
Memories… pressed between the pages of my mind…
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