He’d laughed when they came, leaving the wreckage of a city street and a traitor still on the loose. Hell all chance of proving his innocence then....

As Sirius looked over the bow, he could see the spires of Azkaban on the horizon and could not repress the shudder the sight caused. Despair swamped him and, for the first time in his life, Sirius seriously contemplated suicide.

I could just fall off the boat and drown...

A Dementor closed a hand over his arm before he could finish the thought. Not even the Dementors were laughing this close to hell...

mood: amused
audio: Whatever MP3s were on...I was writing not listening