Purple Roses ° Sirius Black ✓

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𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓢𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓾𝓼,

Hello there.

I just wanted to apologize for
acting this way. It was unreasonable
and out of place.

I stopped writing you for some time,
just to take some space.
Don't take it personal.

You know the feeling of being overwhelmed by everything?
An asphyxiating feeling, like being trapped somewhere with walls,
slowly closing you in.

I just wanted to take time from
writing you. Every time I tried, my hand trembled and I just ended up putting away the journal again and again.

But here I am.

How've you been?
I've been good,
getting better I suppose.

I'm sorry I became a little distant
with you this past weeks. I wanted to distant myself from you to see
if there was any progress.
There wasn't.

But let's forget about it,
yeah?

I heard you spent a lovely Valentine's Day, and that makes me happy.
If you're happy, then I am as well.

I thought I was going to spend
it alone, which isn't a big deal,
but I didn't.

I don't know if you mind me
telling you, but I you do, skip this part.

The day before valentines,
I was eating my breakfast with the girls when a red enveloped in the form
of a heart came falling in front of me.

I thought it was for someone else but then my name appeared.
The girls were giggling but I kept looking at the note.

It opened itself to reveal a
handwritten note, asking me to go to hogsmeade as a date.

At first I didn't saw any name,
and for a split second I thought it was from you, but then William's name shined.

It landed on my hands and a
beautiful smell came appeared.
I of course, smiled and looked up to the Hufflepuff table to see him with his smile, waving at me.

I looked down at the note and
then back at him, nodding. He grinned and I looked down, feeling my
face get warm.

The girls were talking about
how cute that was and how much fun I was going to have. They were
being so loud that you glanced at us a couple of times, but once you
saw the red note, you just smiled at me and looked away quickly.

I felt bad for a moment,
but then I realized that I shouldn't.
Why would I feel bad for something
good happening to me? It's not like you would say or do something about it.

But anyway, it was a lovely date.
And guess what happened too?

He gave me a kiss,
and not on the cheek.
But I know you don't want the
details so I'll spear you.

I saw you with you date, and you
both look happier than I have seen you. I don't know if you saw me,
but a part of me hope you didn't.

You're birthday is almost here,
and I'm planning on giving you something very special,
now that we are better now.
I am better now.

Goodbye Sirius, I'll see you tomorrow.

𝓢𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓵𝔂,

𝓢𝓪𝓶𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓱𝓪