One More Candle

by done.with.marblesxx

Age seems to have little effect in taking away woes. Story of Sirius Black's life, told through his thirty six birthdays and one more in the afterlife. Drabble.

25. XXV

XXV

Today is a celebratory day and I got a gift, a lovely one too. Remus visited me. Not by his own will. Dumbledore urged him to. I ran to the bars hungrily when I saw him.

"R- Remus!" I gasped.

"You're filthy," he spat at me.

"I'm in Azkaban," I tried to joke. He glared.

"You're a bastard."

"I know."

He glared for a moment, but walked away.

"D- Don't you believe me?" I wanted to whisper, but didn't. I was afraid of the answer. I clutched my knees and rocked back and forth, tears falling.

Don't you believe me?