'And he's the best fuck that ever walked. He's beautiful - rich, in money and everything else; he's a rockstar to boot, trapped in the body of a fighter. And how he fought; at a state of turmoil with himself - somewhere inside his soul that only she...
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'I tell you, life ain't easy for a boy named Sue But I grew up quick and I grew up mean My fist got hard and my wits got keener Roam from town to town to hide my shame But I made me a vow to the moon and stars I'd search the honky tonks and bars And kill that man that gave me that awful name
Well, I just hit town and my throat was dry Thought I'd stop and have myself a brew There at a table, dealing stud Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Sue Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad From a worn out picture that my mother had Knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile And he said, "Son, this world is rough And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough I knew I wouldn't be there to help you along So I give you that name, and I said goodbye And I knew you'd have to get tough or die It's that name that helped to make you strong".'
Once there, Kingsley Shacklebolt himself ushered Hera and Sirius deep into the Ministry, to a large and decorated dungeon off from the rest of the courtrooms that apparently offered more privacy than the others.
"I'm going to remind you, Sirius, that this is a mere formality so we can clear your name and the last Ministry's ruling. We want you to be able to walk in public without any issue — that's what this ordeal is about. The statement is already written; you'll never hear another word of your imprisonment from the Ministry, or, we hope, the public. " Kingsley said with that smooth, natural authority.
Sirius offered nothing more than a nod of his head before proceeding into the courtroom. He gave one final squeeze of Hera's hand before leaving her to sit in the stands while he moved towards the chair in the centre of the room, the arms of which were covered in chains.
His footsteps echoed loudly as he walked across the stone floor, until finally, he was seated and looking up at the bench above which held the Wizengamot.
To the right, there was a group of thirteen witches and wizards, all around Sirius' age. He recognised them from his years at Hogwarts, though only one or two he knew to have been in the same year as him.
