13 Reasons Why- Hogwarts Edition

(2) Sirius Black

TW- suicide, depression

Dear Sirius Black

You have received this letter as Lyla Black, your daughter, has killed herself.

Date- 27th February
Time- 3:30pm
Weapon- Knife
Place- Slytherin common room

The body was found by Pansy Parkinson and Draco Malfoy.

Sirius Black, you have received another letter

Reason 2 of 13

Dear Dad

No, no, it's ok. Take a minute to cry, like I did every night.

You probably had no idea how I felt, since you stopped asking after Harry became the Golden Child.

My life was amazing and the best years of living were inbetween 11-15. This is when I started to grow up and respected you a lot more. You always put me first. We were like best friends and had an amazing bond that no one else ever shared.

When I got my Hogwarts letter at the age of 15, I was so happy and ran up to you, waving the letter in your face. You gave me so much support and came with me to Diagon Alley to get all my equipment needed for school.

You went with me to King's Cross station to wave me goodbye. I remember you being so excited for me, although I knew you didn't want me leaving.

At Hogwarts, I got sorted into Slytherin eventhough you're a Gryffindor. You always told me I was a lot like a Slytherin. I was really proud of my sorting as I knew everyone in Slytherin always did great things and were consumed with power, something I admired.

I wrote to you in my dorm talking about the ceremony and all my new friends. You were especially happy when I told you that my best friend was Harry.

We wrote to eachother everyweek, explaining what had happened. We usually wrote positive things. You said you were out seeing friends. I always told you potions was my favourite subject, and Snape was actually nice to me. I told you I spent a lot of my lunch times with the trio at Hagrid's. He is such a nice person and I got to know him so well.

I came home at Christmas time to which we exchanged presents like we do yearly. You got me a pair of stunning diamond earrings that I would wear everyday and I got you a bracelet with mum's patronus on it which you loved.

We always used to watch muggle films together. Our favourite movie was always Star Wars and we both cried when Han Solo died.

I came back home for easter and we watched more movies and went out together. I loved every minute of it and I wished it had lasted forever.

But, it didn't.

The summer came along and you started being less talkative. We didn't talk during dinner times or watched any movies so I went out during the day with muggle friends since we weren't hanging out anymore.

"How's Harry doing?"
"What is Harry doing at the moment?"
"Have you spoken to Harry recently?"
"What's Harry up to this summer?"

It was all about Harry. Harry this and Harry that. I was happy that you were part of his family but, when you start drifting from me then talking about my best friend as if he was your son, it made me jealous.

And the answer to all of those questions was I don't know. I told you many times that Harry wasn't writing to me but you always said
"Don't blame Harry, he's going through a lot"