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Sadness followed Sirius around like a dog with a dead bird. It had since he was a child. And it was currently nineteen seventy-nine, 1 am, London, and Sirius was wanting. Wanting: to rip sadness out of his chest like a mad dog did to a jugular.
Sirius did not believe in fate, he did not believe in predestination. Sirius Black was many things but first and foremost, and others could attest to this, he was brave. He was also an idiot.or: being in love feeling like a knife to the throat, engagements, drunken nights, emotional tides, and hope
