AN: Not JK Rowling
I've been trying to decide how far to go with this story. Its between the end of OOTP or DH. Please review what you would prefer or if you think I should wrap it up faster like the beginning of the school year.
My head was still reeling from what Professor Snape had said. It was obvious he had to keep up certain pretenses for everything he had to do for the Order. I knew what he was doing but I hadn't told Ron or Harry. Professor Snape was a death eater. I had seen his dark mark when his left sleeve accidentally ridden up on his arm. He was obviously a double agent. The pain on his face when he talked about the mistake he made that made him turn to the Order was enough to convince me that he really was on our side.
I shook my head and walked around the room trying to think through my jumbled thoughts. If it wasn't one thing it was another. I sighed and walked over to a random book and started to read. The Basilisk is among... I snapped the book shut and threw it across the room. It was the same book I found in second year about what was in the chamber of secrets.
So it was obvious that I liked Sirius... the Sirius I had saved from the dementors in my third year. The Sirius who had tried his best to save us from Moony. The Sirius who said to look at how a man treats his inferiors not his equals. The man my kneazle saved. Sirius who tried to avenge his best friend's death and his wife.
Poor Sirius who deserved so much better than being sent to live in Azkaban where horrible things happened. Where people like Barty Crouch Jr or Bellatrix Lestrange were. I had only heard the names in passing but I had absolutely no idea why they had been there but it couldn't be good.
Sirius who said he enjoyed being around me. He said I made him forget that he lived in Azkaban for twelve years and that alone made me feel like I was on cloud nine. He knew I like him and it didn't bother him. I smiled and picked up the book I had thrown in the corner and put it back on the shelf. Everything would be okay.
A muffled rustling sound came from behind a curtain. I frowned and walked over to the dark curtains and pulled them apart. A large doxy came flying out of the curtain and bit me hard on the hand. The terrified scream sounded muffled in my ears as the doxy venom worked quickly through my veins. It took me a moment to realize the scream was from me and then darkness surrounded me.
