A million lives - A Sirius Black Fanfiction

Some stories are better left not pondered about.
Some percerptions not worthwile understanding.
Darkness. That was something I found comfort in. After all for years, it was my only companion which never failed to understand me. Darkness never raged on me. It believed in my fantsasies. Life was great between darkness and me. Until he came by. He once told me that darkness had consumed me but had not killed me yet unlike my mother. He was right. If not for him I would have never found pleasure making graffitis like "Beware the wrath of the tamed roman goddess"(Pjo fans will understand that) on the walls of Professor McGonagall's office overnight.