I am not J.K. Rowling or The Shangri-Las.
Sirius Black (to the tune of "The Leader of the Pack" by The Shangri-Las)- 4
Narrator: Various
Setting: End of the 5th book
Hermione and Ron stand waiting for Harry. Harry comes in from the side.
Hermione: Is he really going to stay with him?
Ron: Well, there he is. Let's ask him.
Hermione: Harry, is that Sirius's knife you're carrying?
Harry: Mmhmm.
Ron: Gee, it must be great having a godfather like Sirius. Are you going to stay with him this summer?
Harry: Uh-huh.
Hermione: Do you remember when we first met him?
Harry: I met him in the Shrieking Shack.
He showed up on the Marauder's Map.
Do you remember?
Hermione/Ron: Yes, we do.
Harry: I met my godfather, Sirius Black.
Motorbike revving noises.
Harry: The papers were always telling his tale.
Hermione/Ron: Tale, tale . . .
Harry: They said he murdered and escaped from jail.
Hermione/Ron: He had no trial so he didn't even deserve to be in jail.
Oooh . . .
Harry: They said he'd betrayed my dad.
But I knew it was really Peter who had.
I knew you were innocent, Sirius Black.
Motorbike revving noises.
Dumbledore told him to stay home.
He was stuck in old house so all alone.
Hermione/Ron: Poor Sirius, stuck in his old house so all alone.
Oooh . . .
Harry: But I saw the Dark Lord torture him;
I didn;t know it was only a vision.
I came to your rescue, Sirius Black.
Motorbike revving noises.
Hermione/Ron (beneath Harry, repeated): Doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo doo-doo doo doo . . .
Harry: I showed up, and he wasn't there,
But soon after he came to fight.
We fought together, side by side,
Though Dumbledore begged he go.
And I knew why- he was too bold.
Hermione/Ron: Oh, no no no . . .
Flashback of Sirius and Bellatrix dueling in the Department of Mysteries.
Sirius: Come on, you can do better than that!
Flashes of light; Bellatrix's shrieks of laughter.
Cut back to Harry, pale and wide-eyed.
Harry: I felt so guilty; he'd died to save me.
I'd been the reason he'd broken free.
At school they don't even know.
I scream and I cry; Dumbledore's things I throw.
I'll never forget you, Sirius Black.
Motorbike revving noises.
Harry: Sirius Black, oh, now he's gone.
Hermione/Ron: Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone . . .
Harry: Sirius Black, oh, now he's gone.
Hermione/Ron: Oooh . . .
Sirius Black, oh, now he's gone.
Hermione/Ron: Gone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone . . .