The story of me
This is the story of me.
The infamous convict,
The one to depict.
The one who pretends,
The traitor among friends.
Let me tell you my story and you will soon see,
That I and not him should be the one who is free.
This is the story of me, the one and the only, Sirius Black,
The one who wants, who needs, who deserves pay back.
I'm going to begin at the start,
After all that's the first part.
The part where we we're just four friends,
The four who would go to any ends.
Just to protect each other,
The four who would not tell another.
Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs,
The four, the friends, the ones who belonged.
But one among us four,
Was just a coward and to weak to keep to what we swore.
The betrayed was James, prongs to us,
The betrayer was Peter, Wormtail and thus.
He framed I,
Sirius Black, Padfoot, the one who didn't, who wouldn't spy.
He was the Potter's Secret Keeper,
But to them he might as well have been the Grim Reaper.
For he was the one who decided their fate,
He was the one who was used as bait.
Everyone thought I was the traitor among friends,
But I would go to any ends.
Just to save any among us four,
I would keep to what we swore.
But all I want is for him to know,
What it's like when your best friend goes.
But now it is to late,
For I am also at my final fate.
Now it's up to my best friend's son,
To make sure that the war is won.
Because now I'm gone,
But my name is cleared and my memory will live on.
This was the story of me, the one and only Sirius Black,
The one who may, or may not be back.