CLASSIFICATION: PG-13 for language and thoughts.
SUMMARY: The escape.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing some of my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is the start of a series that stem off from a stand alone that I did, 'Face of my King'. I couldn't think of a way to pull everything into one story, so I decided to write two or three different fics. Also, this is Sirius' thoughts... He's not talking to anyone, it's all in his mind.
Thank you: I would like to thank my beta reader, ***Draco~Malfoy~Lover***. Thank you so much.
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Chapter One
"He's at Hogwarts"
"He's at Hogwarts." That's all that passed threw my mind for days as I planned my escape. That bloody git Wormtail, he's near my godson. I'm going to kill him.
One thing I should be thankful for, this isn't a pleasant thought, but it is strong enough. Strong enough for me to transform. As a dog, things are easier, I can think with a clearer head.
Twelve years these Dementors have been stealing my happiness. If it wasn't for the fact I know I am innocent, know that it was my fault that my best friend and his wife were killed... I would have gone nuts long ago. Hell, who's to say I'm not already? Just me, that's who.
"He's at Hogwarts."
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Now's my chance, the doors going to be opened any moment now for them to feed me. Any moment now and I can start my journey to go kill that bastard.
"He's at Hogwarts."
Twelve years he's had a cushy life while I've rotted here in his place. Well, not any longer, I'm getting out of this hell hole.
Ah, there it is, opening the door with dinner, all I have to do is slip by it without touching it...
There, did it. They stink, the smell is horrible here, but it's no worse than what they do within you.
I have to move quickly... they'll know soon. Know I'm not in that cell. I'm never going back to that cell.
There's the bars, just have to squeeze though... just a little more...
Yes... I'm free!
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Man, this water's cold. Stop it, it's better than that cell. Much better. I'm tired though, so very tired. Can't sleep though, have to reach the other side... I have to keep moving...
"He's at Hogwarts."
Yes, that's it legs, move, we get to kill him this time. He was one of our own. I still can't believe he betrayed us. He'll pay for that.
Though, it seems that we weren't the only ones. Oh yes Wormtail, they still talk about you in there. I'm not the only one who wants your neck it seems. But I'm the one who's going to get it. I'm going to make you pay for the trouble you've caused.
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Rocks, I made it, just in time too. I'm so tired. Just a few more steps and I'm out of this water.
Dry land, freedom awaits... revenge awaits.
"He's at Hogwarts."
Run legs, we have to get away from here. Have to get away from that stench. It sticks to you. Won't let go. If I turn around, I'll still see that place, still see it's shadows looming, still feel it's pull on my soul.
I wish I know the time... Harry's birthday... that paper had the date on it, and it has been a week. How old is he now? Thirteen? All these years he's been with those muggles, living in the mundane instead of the magical. Wormtail, you'll pay for that too.
He should have had a home, with loving parents, where Moony, you and I showered gifts on him. But instead he grew up alone, you went free, and I've paid everyday for my foolishness. Who knows where Moony is... does he know the truth? Probably not. Probably thinks you are a great man, killed by me. Yah right, well, I'm going to kill you this time Wormy old pal. You'll learn.
Harry's birthday... maybe I can catch a glimpse of him before I kill you. They'll expect me there though... me, not a dog...
Just once, I need to see the only person I love... Just once... Harry, my godson... the only thing that has kept me sane all these years...
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Sleep... I need sleep... I'll find some place to rest for a few hours. A tree log... a patch of grass... anything...
So tired...
Tomorrow... tomorrow I'll find Harry...
SUMMARY: The escape.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter, in any way, shape or form. I love to read the books, but I sure don't own them. J.K. Rowling and WB do. This is simply a tribute to the Harry Potter series. I am making no money from this and I'm just enjoying sharing some of my own crazy ideas.
AUTHORS NOTE: This is the start of a series that stem off from a stand alone that I did, 'Face of my King'. I couldn't think of a way to pull everything into one story, so I decided to write two or three different fics. Also, this is Sirius' thoughts... He's not talking to anyone, it's all in his mind.
Thank you: I would like to thank my beta reader, ***Draco~Malfoy~Lover***. Thank you so much.
Chapter One
"He's at Hogwarts"
"He's at Hogwarts." That's all that passed threw my mind for days as I planned my escape. That bloody git Wormtail, he's near my godson. I'm going to kill him.
One thing I should be thankful for, this isn't a pleasant thought, but it is strong enough. Strong enough for me to transform. As a dog, things are easier, I can think with a clearer head.
Twelve years these Dementors have been stealing my happiness. If it wasn't for the fact I know I am innocent, know that it was my fault that my best friend and his wife were killed... I would have gone nuts long ago. Hell, who's to say I'm not already? Just me, that's who.
"He's at Hogwarts."
Now's my chance, the doors going to be opened any moment now for them to feed me. Any moment now and I can start my journey to go kill that bastard.
"He's at Hogwarts."
Twelve years he's had a cushy life while I've rotted here in his place. Well, not any longer, I'm getting out of this hell hole.
Ah, there it is, opening the door with dinner, all I have to do is slip by it without touching it...
There, did it. They stink, the smell is horrible here, but it's no worse than what they do within you.
I have to move quickly... they'll know soon. Know I'm not in that cell. I'm never going back to that cell.
There's the bars, just have to squeeze though... just a little more...
Yes... I'm free!
Man, this water's cold. Stop it, it's better than that cell. Much better. I'm tired though, so very tired. Can't sleep though, have to reach the other side... I have to keep moving...
"He's at Hogwarts."
Yes, that's it legs, move, we get to kill him this time. He was one of our own. I still can't believe he betrayed us. He'll pay for that.
Though, it seems that we weren't the only ones. Oh yes Wormtail, they still talk about you in there. I'm not the only one who wants your neck it seems. But I'm the one who's going to get it. I'm going to make you pay for the trouble you've caused.
Rocks, I made it, just in time too. I'm so tired. Just a few more steps and I'm out of this water.
Dry land, freedom awaits... revenge awaits.
"He's at Hogwarts."
Run legs, we have to get away from here. Have to get away from that stench. It sticks to you. Won't let go. If I turn around, I'll still see that place, still see it's shadows looming, still feel it's pull on my soul.
I wish I know the time... Harry's birthday... that paper had the date on it, and it has been a week. How old is he now? Thirteen? All these years he's been with those muggles, living in the mundane instead of the magical. Wormtail, you'll pay for that too.
He should have had a home, with loving parents, where Moony, you and I showered gifts on him. But instead he grew up alone, you went free, and I've paid everyday for my foolishness. Who knows where Moony is... does he know the truth? Probably not. Probably thinks you are a great man, killed by me. Yah right, well, I'm going to kill you this time Wormy old pal. You'll learn.
Harry's birthday... maybe I can catch a glimpse of him before I kill you. They'll expect me there though... me, not a dog...
Just once, I need to see the only person I love... Just once... Harry, my godson... the only thing that has kept me sane all these years...
Sleep... I need sleep... I'll find some place to rest for a few hours. A tree log... a patch of grass... anything...
So tired...
Tomorrow... tomorrow I'll find Harry...
