Forlorn || Sirius Black

Somewhere between then and now, Grimmland Place and Hogwarts, the first time he was slapped and waking up in a hospital bed, Sirius realized something important. Self-worth was something you had to earn.

After a suicide attempt he lands himself in the hospital wings and constant moderation. None of his friends seem to know why he did it. Every time he tries to confess he gets rejected, so what's the point in wasting his breath? He had more important things to do anyways. Like convincing himself, and more importantly everyone else, that he's okay.

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Set during the marauders 6th year. Chapters alternate from before and after the attempt.

I do not own Harry Potter. All rights below to JK Rowling and the Warner Brothers. All writing and plot in this fanfiction belongs solely to me. It's also cross posted on Ao3 and Fanfiction.net under the account name Iwrteficsnottragedies. I do not give permission for this to be reposted on any other accounts or websites.