Sirius would die...
He lived a wretched life, hating his parents and family for their evil ways and praying that maybe, just maybe, he could start life over again and get away from them all into a kind family with brothers and sisters that laugh and play with you. They bring you happiness and joy.But instead he was there, with them. But then his life takes a turn when he meets a boy named James Potter. He finds that there is happiness for him after all. He grows up in this school with James Potter and in state of mind that they and Remus and Peter, would all grow together and become the family that he had never obtained in life. The family he could love.
Why did it end?
Reality, it seemed, was begining to take the shape of his one and only dream; A family. But something went wrong. Terribly wrong. He lost his only true family. James Potter. But with death came life. And a gift was left for Him. A baby. His godson. The baby that would become the savior of the magical world. Harry Potter. But this wasn't enough. He knew who had killed his brother. Peter. But instead of getting the revenge that James so rightfully desirved he failed. Blamed for 21 deaths. Thrown into Azkaban for his entire life to contemplait his destroyed life and lost family, his betrayal. The world betrayed him and his family lost to him forever. But wait. There was one who he was to protect out there in the world. The Child he swore he would protect. His Godson. He knew he must escape. And finally knew how. He did it! He escaped and he found his godson. His gift. The last of his family. He grew to love his new son and his son in turn loved him. More than anything. But he could not go out into the world with him he had to stay confined. Inprisioned once more. But with his family with him now. Happiness seemed just within his reach.
why did he die?
Just a duel that's all it was. He thought. He was finaly having fun again. Saving his godson and stopping Deatheaters. Just like the old days. But this was not the old days. This was the last day. He was hit. He fell. Dead, behind the black veil. Lost forever. Alone.
why?
Why did he have to die? Sirius Black. The best character because of his love. His lonliness. It isn't fair that he should die just when happiness, finally, was within his reach. Just a duel. Just a game. Just a book. Why does it hurt so bad. Why did I shed tears for the ones that Harry did not. But even without that character so full of love, there is the memory. Perhaps it is best that he only live, and die, in a book. That way I can look back at when he first came back and how he sang christmas carols in the hall of his hated home because happiness swelled in his heart. And then he is alive again and happy. As he should be. But always. Always in my heart I will remeber the love, the pain, and the christmas carols of the greatest and most beloved of characters in Harry Potter.
~Sirius Black~