Y/N POV
I'm Y/N Black Son of Sirius Black who apparently died last year in my 5th year, currently I'm in my 6th year at Hogwarts I'm in Gryffindor, after my fathers death I became depressed and barley talked to any of my friends to the point where Hermione was getting extremely worried for me
I was sitting in the Gryffindor common room and I was staring at the fire, I felt numb, I felt weak, I felt like I wouldn't be happy again
I felt someone sit down next to me I didn't turn around to look at them then I felt a soft hand grab mine, I decided to look over and saw Hermione looking at me with a worried face
"Y/N are you okay? Your not acting the same anymore"She said, I didn't answer her I simply just stared at her
"Y/N?"She said again, I didn't answer I felt like this was all my fault
"It's my fault, isn't it?"I said, she grabbed my cheek and made me look at her
"Look at me Y/N, this isn't your fault, I know that your father wouldn't want to see you this way"she said
"But it is Hermione I'm the reason he's dead I couldn't save him"I said trying to hold back my tears
She then hugged me tightly
"Y/N please don't act like this your father wouldn't want this for you, please
Y/N"Hermione whispered in his ear
"I'm sorry Hermione but I have to accept the fact that it is"I said softly
"Please Y/N I just don't want you to do something stupid"She said as tears where forming in her eyes
"I'm not"is all that I said, but it was a lie, I wanted to kill myself but I couldn't I didn't have the courage to do that, I knew that Hermione was right my Dad wouldn't want to see me like this
"Your right I'm sor-"before I could say anything I started to cry, Hermione held me close to her
I just needed to let out all my emotions.
