Retribution


When Sirius Black went to the mirror, he'd been sure there'd be no shocks ahead. Perhaps he'd see Lily and James stood beside him, as light-hearted and happy as the last time he'd seen them alive. Perhaps he'd see Harry, grown up, safe and content.

"Yes," he thought, "a man knows his own desires."

When he turned, the mirror had darkened and placed him back in Azkaban, dementors bearing down on him. He stared into the glass as one of his captors reached for its hood, peeling it back with rotting fingers.

An end to the guilt. His one desire.



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