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A/N: Written for the Globetrotter Drabble Competition II, One Million Words Added Competition, A Bit of Motivation Competition, and the If You Dare Continued challenge, Written for the Monopoly Challenge Competition thingie.
Prompt: Country 11, Inverness, Scotland - Write about a war, Magical or Muggle. Rave. Write about someone in jail. In between era. Leftie (left handed person).
Painful Waiting
Sirius Black let out a heavy sigh as he blankly stared ahead at the cold dark walls of his prison cell. His right hand was carefully cradled against his chest as he tried to protect his broken wrist from any extra damage that might happen.
'It looks like I am going to have to learn how to be a left handed person, a leftie I believe Lily called it, if my hand does not heal right' Sirius thought depressed as he closed his eyes and did his best to ignore the insane shouts of the prisoners around him. 'I cannot believe how many innocent people the Ministry has thrown into jail just because they are thought to be a Death Eater. Fudge has gone as mad as Remus goes at a muggle rave party when we were kids.'
At the thought of his werewolf friend a small pain filled smile appeared on his face. The pain filled howls as an icy coldness suddenly wrapped around him alerted him to the arrival of the Dementors.
"What a place," Sirius muttered to himself as he transformed into his animagus form. 'I will not give in, as soon as Harry starts Hogwarts in a few years time he will be all over the newspapers properly so I should be able to check up on him easily enough and take him away if anyone tries to harm him.'
Trapped in time as he waited for any news of his Godson's appearance, no doubt the prison guards would rub it into his face somehow, Sirius allowed himself to bide his time as he waited.
'I won't go insane, I will not turn out to be just like all of these other prisoners here' Sirius thought to himself as his dog tail went flat against his legs. 'I have a reason to live, I have a reason to get through this hell. I will not leave Harry alone.'
End of Drabble.