As a true Sirius fan I hope you enjoy my poem. It looks the situation in a few different ways but it ties up well. I hope you like it. 'R.I.P, Sirius Black- you will live on in my heart'


Sirius Black: the story

Once upon a mournful night,
the friends of four became the three,
ones fate was gone,
the other to flee,
one was left confused but spared,
another cast to sea,
it was to Azkaban he went,
he was both brave and true.

A boy was cast a shadow,
no parents had he,
the one who spoilt his dear life,
was a git a man-
called Pettigrew.

No one understood this act,
of cowerdess and plea,
but Voldermort has risen,
his powers back and all,
but we know this already that he is fated to fall.

The years went by or so it was told,
an army was formed.
Both hairy and bold,
they faught to save our lives.

Though the war has barely started,
one of our loved ones have now departed.
Sirius Black, our hero.

- written by Emily .M. Browne