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Prison!au

Sirius paces the length of his cell again. Ever since they put him in solitary confinement, it's the only exercise he gets. They he's there for his own protection, that he's a danger to himself and others. It's all bullshit.

The want to keep him locked away because he knows the truth, and he's tried to expose the corruption since the moment they accused him of Lily and James' murders. The idea that the blood law enforcement agencies are supposed to protect people is the most ridiculous myth since Santa Claus. They only want to throw an innocent man in jail because he is the best lead they've got.

Never mind the fact that Sirius doesn't have a motive. They were his best friends; their son his godson! It doesn't matter, of course. They painted their little narrative for the media. They made Sirius into a villain, a former no one ever expected to attack them. The newspapers ate it up, of course. As far as Britain was concerned, Sirius Black was guilty long before he ever set foot in a courtroom.

But he knows the truth. He knows the lengths Lucius Malfoy has gone to in order to ensure Sirius goes down for the murders. As much as he hates to admit it, he even knows who the real murderer is. Peter had been a dear friend, but he had always been a little off. Sirius had tried to confront him, and that's what got him caught.

It's been twelve years since that day. Twelve bloody years, and the grudge has only grown.

Peter Pettigrew. Lucius Malfoy. Since his imprisonment, he's learned more names of those involved in the conspiracy. Tom Riddle. The Lestrange brothers.

They are the reason his best friends are dead, the reason Remus won't return any of his letters, the reason he has spent more than a decade rotting in this hell hole.

He laughs, checking the hole he has slowly been digging for twelve years, little by little. It won't be long until he's free.

They want to call him murderer. When he's out, he will give them a reason to do exactly that.