Wanna know how I got these scars? My father was...a drinker. And a fiend. And one night he goes off crazier than usual. Mommy gets the kitchen knife to defend herself. He doesn't like that. Not. One. Bit. So - me watching - he takes the knife to her, laughing while he does it! Turns to me, and he says, "Why so Sirius, son?" Comes at me with the knife... "Why so Sirius?" He sticks the blade in my mouth... "Let's put a smile on that face!" And... why so Sirius?
(I'm sorry don't burn my underwear!)
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