She wished... She wishes she could be anywhere, but there, though ending up in one of her favorite fandom always seemed like an ideal anywhere. Yet, instead of ending up anywhere, one sixteen, almost seventeen-year-old Sirius Black ended up there, in her world instead, with sixteen-year-old her with all the things about herself that she hated. Of course, Sirius Black is Sirius Black... Disclaimer - I don't own Harry Potter. This is written for Open Novella Contest 2022 for prompt thirty-six. "You've always wished you could enter the world of your favourite video game. Instead, you wake up one morning to find a character from said video game in your room."