Title: My Present to the Bride

Author: Karma's Slave

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any form

Prompt: Apology

Words: 333

Rating: PG

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There she was smiling happily towards everyone standing next to her…her… by Merlin; Sirius didn't even want to say the word husband out loud, knowing it would only hurt him so much more. Sirius Black had been many things, in his time, a marauder, animagus, accused murderer, god-father, and was once almost a husband, almost hers. But just like many things in Sirius life, it had gone wrong, and for once he knew it was his own fault.

Sirius recalled the weeks after he proposed to Hermione, they had started fighting, Sirius took a swig from the bottle of fire whiskey in his hand, as he recalled the final fight they ever had, which ended really bad, Sirius was so drunk that he couldn't remember what the fight was originally about, but he did remember the one thing, he always tries to forget, when he lost whatever self control he had left and smacked Hermione right across her face.

He remembered how she went crashing into the desk behind her, from the force of the hit. With a hand to her face, Hermione turned to look at him, her dark brown eyes with glistening with tears, which refused to roll down her face. Sirius couldn't believe he had done that to Hermione, all Sirius could was run of the house, and get away before he could anymore damage. But by the time he returned to Grimmauld place, Hermione was gone, she left her engagement ring behind and her good-bye letter.

Sirius snapped out of the bad memory, and look down, to the newspaper to see the smiles that once belong to only him, which now belong to the reformed Draco Malfoy.

Sirius set at Hermione's old writing desk, where he got some parchment and ink and began to write out his present for the bride, his apology.

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