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I was cryin' when I met you
Now I'm tryin' to forget you
Love is sweet misery
I was cryin' just to get you
Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
Do what you do - down on me
Cryin'-Aerosmith
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Sirius ran all of the way to Michelle's house. He stopped just once when he spotted his godson's face on the cover of a stray newspaper. It was another stupid Rita Skeeter article. What really caught him was the date-it was a week after he had gone into that fight!
Oh, no.
He bolted off once again, almost there now. He needed to get to Michelle's house. He needed to know that she was still waiting for him.
His heart was pounding and his side was searing when he finally reached her front door. It was night. He pulled the spare key from a potted plant beside the porch and ripped the door open.
"Michelle!"
There was a banging from the back room. Michelle's room. Sirius knew, but he went on anyways.
"Michelle! I'm alive! Where are you?"
He pushed open her bedroom door just in time to see a man, picking up discarded clothing, and Michelle, trying to dress herself.
Sirius swallowed. "Michelle?"
"I-Sirius-"
Sirius shook his head. "Forget it. I can't do this anymore. Forget it."
"Sirius!" Michelle screamed. "Let me explain! Sirius!"
"Explain what?" Sirius roared, turning on Michelle, standing half-dressed and in tears in the door of the bedroom. "It's always the same! I go missing and three days later you're in love with some other git!"
Michelle shook her head. "You don't understand...I was lonely...I was afraid."
"Sure," Sirius replied. "And I was skipping through Wonderland. Screw you, Michelle. Why do you keep hanging around me if you're just going to move on to the next bloke when I can't be home?"
"Sirius...I love you-"
Sirius shook his head. "I'm leaving."
Before he could leave, he saw a look of pain flash over her face, before it turned to anger.
Sirius left after her swift punch to his left eye.
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Sirius couldn't return to Number 12 just yet. He found himself in the park he'd stopped to rest in after he'd fled the ministry earlier that day, thinking through all that had happened. Thinking about his life.
He'd just left the woman he'd been with for years. Years. Almost half of his life-time. And he'd loved her.
At least, he'd thought he had.
He'd gotten with her when he was going through a rough time. It only seemed fitting that he would leave her in an even rougher time.
The whole time he was with her, he was working so hard to keep her that now, thinking about it, it didn't even seem worth it.
He was angry. He'd spent so much of his life with Michelle-he'd missed everything.
He stood, smirking. He'd teach her a lesson, wouldn't he?
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I'm back! ^^ This is short, which, you all know, means that you get another chapter soon! ^^ As in, tonight. Stay tuned! :) And please, tell me what you think!