Sirius, kicking down the door: POTTER.
Harry, startled: JESUS!!
Sirius: No, it’s just me. What does this meme mean?
He wasn’t sad anymore, he was numb
‘Its written in our Stars’
“Professor McGonagall!” Sirius yelled.
The whole class turned around in their seats to stare at him.
“What is it, Mr. Black?” Professor McGonagall asked, sounding wary.
“I have to be taken to the hospital wing immediately!” Sirius cried dramatically.
“May I ask why?” Professor McGonagall asked in the same tone as before.
“I have a paper cut!” Sirius whimphered. The class broke out in laughter.
“Mr. Black, I really don’t think a paper cut requires you to go to the hospital wing.”
“GOODBYE, CRUEL WORLD,” Sirius said even more dramatically, kneeling on the floor.
Professor McGonagall had to try hard to hide her laughter. What a drama queen Sirius was. She tried to subdue him. “Mr. Black–”
“TELL JAMES’S PARENTS I LOVE THEM.”
Today, James Potter fell like a marionette whose strings were cut trying to give his wife and baby few precious moments to escape.
Today, Lily Evans cried “Not Harry please, have mercy” to save her son and sacrificed herself to give him a minute more to breathe.
Today, Remus Lupin found himself all alone.
Today, Sirius Black closed the eyes of his brother and swore vengeance no matter how he got it.
Today, Peter Pettigrew hid into the closest hole he can find.
Today, Minerva McGonagall struggled to stay standing when she got the news.
Today, Petunia Evans lost a sister but didn’t shed a tear.
Today, Severus Snape regretted ever overhearing that prophecy.
Today, Albus Dumbledore let his mind choose rather than his heart.
Today, Harry Potter became The Boy Who Lived.
sirius black was thirteen when minerva mcgonagall saw the quill he was writing with jerk across the paper and the way his hand curled into a fist for a moment when she called for ‘mr. black’ to answer a question on transfiguring large animals. she stopped calling him mr. black after that, and ignored questions from other students about why she called him by his first name unlike everyone else.
sirius was seventeen when minerva forgot he and james weren’t really related and called sirius ‘mr. potter’ during a detention he’d been given. he smiled at her and pretended he didn’t have tears in her eyes, and told her he was much too attractive to be james’ twin, but didn’t ever correct her. she did it again later, on purpose this time, and noticed how pleased he looked. she called him by it more often after that, and every time she did he seemed to light up.
he was thirty-three when she saw him for the first time in over a decade, and it was the first time she thought he resembled his lineage. his eyes were hollow and empty, and she couldn’t reconcile him with the boy she knew years before. he went back to being ‘mr. black,’ and he no longer had the energy to flinch away from the name.