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I might seem wild but momma raised a gentleman In another life, no telling who I would have been Now you're a king or a boxer in a ring, But I'm just me so I sing - Sirius Black. He was the bad boy, all leather and boots and cigarettes and alcohol and tattoos and broken hearts and punk rock. To them, he was crazy. But really, he was a gentleman, born and raised- he opened doors for Lily, complimented her, helped her, and only her. Well, Lily Evans and Remus Lupin. He had a soft spot for Remus Lupin that had been there since the beginning, and he was desperately in love with his best friend that was so far from him, and it ate him up. But he was Sirius Black, and he kept up the act of being too punk rock to give a single flying fuck. - I've been hearing all these things about you, Creepin' into all the things that I do, I've been hearing all these things about you About you, about you - Remus Lupin knew the rumors surrounding his best friend, the one and only Sirius Black. They followed him around, whispered to him during class, in the halls, and mealtimes. And more to the point, he knew they weren't true. He had heard all of them, a billion and one rumors, and still, he stayed by Sirius, keeping him in line. It was weird, but they were best friends, and he loved Sirius, probably a little more than best friends should when he thought about it. But there was a war raging around them- what else was he supposed to do than push aside his feelings and bury them down deep? *All characters belong to J.K. Rowling **Darker content, read carefully ***This is a terrible description, just give the book a chance?
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