~I in no way own Harry Potter. If I did Sirius wouldn't have died.~
In Memory of Sirius Black We'll mourn your death for weeks to come and maybe beyond.
Harry looked out his bedroom window and up at the stars. It had been one month he had died. It had been one month since he had heard his voice. It had been one month since the only real father figure he could remember had died. When he died a lot of his hopes and dreams went with him. He could no longer hope to see his face when his innocence was proven and the joy he would feel to have a real home for once. That hope had gone and had long passed.
He wished that he had done things differently. Like owl him more often and told him how much he meant to him. He also wished that he had practiced more one the lessons he had with Snape then the dreams would have been blocked. Maybe if he had opened that present it might never had happened but, they were only dreams. Dreams that could never come true.
Hearing the snores coming from the bedrooms he knew it was time. Picking up a knife off the bed he silently left the cubard. Slowly he made his way to Magnolia Crescent. Memories flooded back to Harry. This is where he had first met him. This is where he had met his first real "family" member so to say. One of the only real living direct links to his parents but, he was dead now. Picking out a wall he took the knife and carved a few words: In memory of Sirius Black
Friend, Confidant, and Father
We will always remember you.
Putting away the knife he ran back to Privet Drive. He knew he shouldn't have but he had to do something for the man who had changed his life.
A/N-This was my little tribute to Sirius Black it probably isn't the best thing in the world but, I felt I had to write something. I can't believe J.K. Rowling killed him. He was perhaps the coolest character in the book and my personal favorite. I actually cried when I read that he died and kept crying for the rest of the day. I've sorta worked myself up to a bit of denial that he's coming back. I can only hope. Well, anyways please review. I have to cheer myself up writing this has got me crying again.
In Memory of Sirius Black We'll mourn your death for weeks to come and maybe beyond.
Harry looked out his bedroom window and up at the stars. It had been one month he had died. It had been one month since he had heard his voice. It had been one month since the only real father figure he could remember had died. When he died a lot of his hopes and dreams went with him. He could no longer hope to see his face when his innocence was proven and the joy he would feel to have a real home for once. That hope had gone and had long passed.
He wished that he had done things differently. Like owl him more often and told him how much he meant to him. He also wished that he had practiced more one the lessons he had with Snape then the dreams would have been blocked. Maybe if he had opened that present it might never had happened but, they were only dreams. Dreams that could never come true.
Hearing the snores coming from the bedrooms he knew it was time. Picking up a knife off the bed he silently left the cubard. Slowly he made his way to Magnolia Crescent. Memories flooded back to Harry. This is where he had first met him. This is where he had met his first real "family" member so to say. One of the only real living direct links to his parents but, he was dead now. Picking out a wall he took the knife and carved a few words: In memory of Sirius Black
Friend, Confidant, and Father
We will always remember you.
Putting away the knife he ran back to Privet Drive. He knew he shouldn't have but he had to do something for the man who had changed his life.
A/N-This was my little tribute to Sirius Black it probably isn't the best thing in the world but, I felt I had to write something. I can't believe J.K. Rowling killed him. He was perhaps the coolest character in the book and my personal favorite. I actually cried when I read that he died and kept crying for the rest of the day. I've sorta worked myself up to a bit of denial that he's coming back. I can only hope. Well, anyways please review. I have to cheer myself up writing this has got me crying again.