Chapter Six – The Daily Prophet

Unfortunately, I remember every day that I was locked in that place.

I specially remember the day when I met my beloved cousin, Bellatrix, her husband, Rodolphus, and her husband's brother, Rabastan came, it was the first time I saw them in years. It also was with them a blonde haired boy, that called for his mother for days and days, he eventually shut up, (they all shut up) and died after a bit more then a year, or so I thought

I've always hated my family, their thoughts, their ideas, their pure blood, my own pure blood.

Perhaps the only prison worst than Azkaban was the «Home of the Black».

I knew that they were all Death Eaters, and the vision of Bellatrix suffering made me feel satisfied.

Besides that, I haven't seen much more things since the two only windows I had were the one to the outside (water and more water) and the small one on the door.

One day, I don't know the exact date, but I was playing with my fingers when I heard a voice. A human voice.

I looked through the bars, Fudge was inspecting the prison, I lean my head against the bars and when he passed I said "Hi".

"Hello. If I'm not mistaken you're Sirius Black?" He answered after a while watching me.

"That's me." He had in his hand a copy of the Daily Prophet. "I miss the crosswords on that newspaper. There's not much to do here, you know."

The way that he looked surprised didn't bother me much, it made me feel special in matter of fact. What was he thinking?

"I can tell." He answered after a while "How is to be in here?"

"Boring," I said "but you get used to it."

"Yes. I see."

After a while talking (and it was great to talk with someone that was really human) he said to me: "Aren't you afraid?"

"Of what?" I asked

"Of becaming like them" and he looked to the other people

"I think I lost that fear, sometimes I wish I were like them, at least they don't feel so alone."

"You know" he said looking at me again "Dispite you're an awful criminal, I admire you, Black. So many time in here, nothing seems to put you down."

I just stared at him. He walked to the door and he was almost getting out when he came back, gave me the Daily Prophet and said "Enjoy" and he got of there.

I smiled, at least I though I did, tasted odd. I really missed those crosswords. I sat back in the corner of the cell and looked to the newspaper.

Wait.

Did I just saw what I think I did?

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A/N: I'm sorry i took too long with this chapter! But here he is, the next ones will be here soon.