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song for this chapter
Bohemian Rhapsody: Queen

*sirius' pov*

"i hate school" james drug out. "why cant it just be the weekend and we can have a party" james said.

"mhm" i replied while poking at my lunch. "hey what do you think about that new kid?" i asked

"the weird quiet one? why do you even care? hes the type of people we would make fun of sirius" he said. "yeah, yeah right." i whispered.

i turned my head over to the table where remus sat. he was sitting next to a chubby blonde hair boy. he had finished eating and had a book in his hands.

"bro are you listening?" james said. "mhm yeah" i said. "okay, well frank was thinking about starting a rumor that new kid is gay." he finished with a laugh.

"isnt that like, really mean?" i said while laying my fork down.

"pfft since when did you care about being too mean?" he asked me.

"whatever, have fun with that." i slammed my hands on the table and walked quickly out of the cafeteria. i felt everyones eyes watching me while i looked at my feet with my arms crossed.

i walked to the bathroom and locked myself in the biggest stall.

*remus lupin*

"what was that all about?" peter said. "i have no idea." i said while keeping my eyes on the spot sirius just walked out of.

"well whatever he's popular and rich, im sure hes fine." peter claimed. "you know, just because someones 'popular and rich' doesnt mean they cant be hurting?" i replied.

"yeah but, he has a perfect life." peter stated. "im sure he does." i muttered while getting up from the table.


yeah but, he has a perfect life. kept replaying over and over in my head. ive never meant anyone with a perfect life.

i know grant didnt have a perfect life back in wisconsin. grant was one of my only friends back in wisconsin, and now ive left and we hardly talk anymore.

perfect life. perfect life. i couldn't get it out of my head. how could anyone possibly have a perfect life.

i only had one answer. he was a straight cis white male in the 21 first century, thats how he'd have a perfect life.

*sirius black*

"today we'll be talking about correct grammar forms." flitwick started.

i zoned out and leaned back into my chair. i turned to james who was doing the same thing and i threw my pencil at him.

"who just threw that pencil?" flitwick asked. james scrambled to pick it up while we both sat up in our chairs. "mr black, potter, detention." he said.

we both groaned as james gave me my pencil back and began paying attention to flitwick.

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