A/N: Warning for slight mentions of sexuality. Not enough to warrant an M rating, I think, but enough that you should be aware. It's in the 4th entry of the chapter.
August 12, 1972
Dear Journal,
I miss Sirius. His parents sent him to visit a "friend" (even though Sirius doesn't think of him as one) for two weeks. I haven't been apart from him since he got me, and it's weird not having him there. I mean, over Christmas we were separated for a week, but I knew he was still next door. He talked to me through the door sometimes, even though he couldn't hear me when I answered him. His father enchanted my cage so that any sound I make is blocked, so they don't have to put up with my noise on the full moon. I can still hear them, though, when they can't hear me. At least Sirius gave me a bunch of books to read. He's so thoughtful. I love him so much. The summer isn't nearly as exciting as school, but it's all right when he's here. A lot of times we just sit in his room and talk, or go for walks outside in his backyard. I'm not allowed anywhere but the backyard, so when Sirius and his brother go play anywhere else ,I have to stay home, but that's not a lot. And even though I don't get fed human food here, Sirius still sneaks me stuff all the time. He's too good to me. I hope the weeks go by fast.
–Moony
August 25, 1972
Dear Journal,
Sirius walked in on me after a transformation today. It was the first time I saw him since he got back from the Rosiers', and he's never seen me right after a transformation before. He looked so shocked and upset about my little cuts. I love Sirius more than anything and he is the best owner in the whole entire world and I wouldn't trade him for anyone ever, but I don't really think he knows that much about werewolves. When he first got me, he didn't even know that I used to be human. And he didn't know that I hurt myself when it's the full moon.
But it's not a big deal, really. I hate it every time, especially when there's a big injury that doesn't heal right away and adds another scar to my ugly body, but I'm used to it by now. And since I'm just an animal, what difference does it make how much pain I go through every month? Who cares about the suffering of an insignificant animal?
Sirius did, though. He said he was going to find a way to help me. There is no way to help me, of course, but I can't believe he even tries. Why does he care so much about making me happy? He's always been this way, and maybe that's part of why I love him so much. He always wants to make me happy and give me what I want. When he found out that chocolate was my favorite thing in the world (besides him), he gave me some of his chocolate. And he still does, all the time.
I don't deserve someone as wonderful as Sirius.
–Moony
October 21, 1972
Dear Journal,
I had a dream about him again. Actually I just did. It's the middle of the night and I woke up and can't get back to sleep. I should probably try to get back to sleep, but since it's the weekend it doesn't really matter.
Have I mentioned that I love Sirius Black? I love him love him love him. Sirius Black Sirius Black Sirius Black. I hope I get to spend forever with him. Sometimes I wish I could kiss him but I'm so happy just being his pet and I know I'll never be anything more than his pet so I'm happy to be his pet forever. That's all I ever want. I love Sirius Black and I hope I'll be his pet until the day I die. And I hope that I'm really old when I die so I'll be Sirius's pet and live with him and see him every day and have him pet me for years and years. I love him.
–Moony
December 18, 1972
Dear Journal,
Last night was the most wonderful night of my life. James snuck into Hogsmeade and brought some Butterbeer back for him and Peter and Sirius. They didn't get drunk, exactly, I don't think it's possible to get drunk on Butterbeer, but they were tipsy enough that Sirius forgot to take me back to my cage before curfew. I lost track of the time, too, I was watching them. They were so funny when they were drinking. And even after he realized it, Sirius still had too much to be able to sneak me back to the Room of Requirement. So he let me stay in the dorms with him. I actually slept in his bed with him. The other boys were laughing at us, but Sirius didn't care. There's nothing wrong with it, anyway. Even though I'm in love with him, I'm just his pet so obviously it didn't mean anything anyway. I'm an animal. Pets sleep in bed with their masters all the time. But it was wonderful. Actually, I didn't really sleep that well because I was so excited and nervous it took me forever to get to sleep. But he held me in bed. He sort of cuddled me. And he pet my hair the way I love. I think it's a good thing he was a little bit drunk. This is kind of embarrassing, but when he kept his arm around me and his body was so close to mine...it got me a little hard. It's a good thing he didn't notice, because I don't know what I would have said. That happens a lot when I have dreams about him, but usually I'm able to control it when I'm with him. But sleeping in bed with him was the best thing ever. Even though it could risk him noticing things like that I still wish I could sleep in his bed again and again.
–Moony
January 1, 1973
Dear Journal,
We go back to Hogwarts tomorrow, but I almost don't want to. These past two weeks have been the best ever! Sirius has been letting me sleep in his bed every night. I feel so lucky. I love the way it feels when he puts his arm around me, I love how he strokes my hair until I fall asleep. I love him.
At the same time, though, it is good that we're going back, even if I'll have to sleep in my cage again. Sirius doesn't like it here with his family. Honestly, I think having me there with him at night was a comfort to him as much as it was to me, even though he doesn't love me the same way I love him. He's having trouble with his family. He and his brother are growing apart. I feel so bad, I wish there was something I could do for him. As wonderful as the nights here have been for me, I could tell the days have been miserable for him. I know he's happier at Hogwarts where he has friends who care about him. His family doesn't seem to care about him that much. They only care about being pure-blood and being in Slytherin. I hope having me around makes Sirius feel better. I sometimes feel like I'm the only one left in that house who still loves him.
–Moony