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An: This is to take place in the middle of book 3. Thank you. Please come again.
Black~
Why did you do this to me? Now I'm all that's left free, of a dead race. A race of four friends, closer than
brothers. Who swore never to sperate. Your in prison now. You Scumbag. How could you do this to me?
you turned on us. Killed my two best friends. You killed yourself. Not literally, no that would have been
to good for you. You brought this upon yourself. Have you gone insane yet? I hope your rotting slowly.
You have no idea how I rot out here. You made my transformations that much harder, by having made
them easier. All those years ago, when we all believed each other and in friendships, you helped me. Now, I
transform, and remember what you did. Your evil. I hate you, more than words can say. At your
sentencing you ran to me, pulled at my robes to try and convince me of your innocence. I burned those
robes Sirius. I didn't have the money, but I couldn't stand your filthy hands on them. You ruined my life
Sirius. you, the man I called friend as a boy. You. Evil. Hell is too good for you. Death is too easy.
Where is your sense of humor now Sirius? Where is your lord? Gone. You can't escape what you did to
yourself Sirius, but will you ever know what you did to me? I went to Azkaban with the ministry that time,
to see you. Remember? They thought it would be good for me to see you rotting in that earth-bound hell.
Remember what you did? You looked at me, with dead eyes and told me your innocence. I left you. I
think of you always, and I hate myself for ever thrusting you. You. I had called you brother once. now, I
call you Satan. You truly are a devil's advocate. I hope you rot before you die
Remus J. Lupin
An: This is to take place in the middle of book 3. Thank you. Please come again.
Black~
Why did you do this to me? Now I'm all that's left free, of a dead race. A race of four friends, closer than
brothers. Who swore never to sperate. Your in prison now. You Scumbag. How could you do this to me?
you turned on us. Killed my two best friends. You killed yourself. Not literally, no that would have been
to good for you. You brought this upon yourself. Have you gone insane yet? I hope your rotting slowly.
You have no idea how I rot out here. You made my transformations that much harder, by having made
them easier. All those years ago, when we all believed each other and in friendships, you helped me. Now, I
transform, and remember what you did. Your evil. I hate you, more than words can say. At your
sentencing you ran to me, pulled at my robes to try and convince me of your innocence. I burned those
robes Sirius. I didn't have the money, but I couldn't stand your filthy hands on them. You ruined my life
Sirius. you, the man I called friend as a boy. You. Evil. Hell is too good for you. Death is too easy.
Where is your sense of humor now Sirius? Where is your lord? Gone. You can't escape what you did to
yourself Sirius, but will you ever know what you did to me? I went to Azkaban with the ministry that time,
to see you. Remember? They thought it would be good for me to see you rotting in that earth-bound hell.
Remember what you did? You looked at me, with dead eyes and told me your innocence. I left you. I
think of you always, and I hate myself for ever thrusting you. You. I had called you brother once. now, I
call you Satan. You truly are a devil's advocate. I hope you rot before you die
Remus J. Lupin