I sat still I wasn't crying anymore I was shaking. My mind trailed to Sirius. How he laughed as he fell into the arch. My throat tightened and I felt as though someone punched me in the stomach and left me gasping for air. I started breathing quickly as tears ran down my face. It was becoming hard to breathe. The room was spinning as I thought of him.
It was my fault I made him come help me. If I hadn't fallen into Voldemort's trap, he would still be alive. I began to rock back and forth rapidly. The room was spinning and everything was blurry from my tears I heard someone say my name. I didn't know who. Suddenly everything went black. I heard someone shout my name but I was already losing consciousness.
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Abused
FanfictionHarry Potter is abused every day. When Molly Weasley finds out she tries to protect him without letting the secret out.
