It didn’t fill him up. It never did. But regret worked and never left him empty. He would stare at the bottom of the empty glass and then take the bottle of Firewhiskey, pour the amber liquid and drink it slowly. The bones in his throat bobbing up and do
Harry Potter - Rated: T - English - Angst/Romance - Chapters: 1 - Words: 604 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 2/25/2007 - Sirius B., Lily Evans P. - Complete