nothing goes better with tea than blood; mirth in the manner

Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
M/M
G
nothing goes better with tea than blood; mirth in the manner
Summary
The gentle click of the door. The creak of the floors beneath him. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes. The collapse of his tired body on the bed. Sirius is dying he is slowly killing himself. Trying to kill that feeling.He’s finally done it.He’s proven that no matter how much he tries he will always be like them. So morally corrupt and evil, he can’t outrun it. All he sees is Black.Enraged in the mind and a pitiless fall with no salvation no kin no light.He was alone.No parent. No brother. No friends.Nothing.He was finally utterly alone with only his mind.Sirius Black was dying and he thinks he deserves it.
Note
i promised no fics untill wrong brother was done. this one has been sitting in my head.now here it is. INDEFINITE HIATUS

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