It is a generally well-known fact among wizarding parents that magical babies can do extraordinary things when they are very small. Funnily enough, Mr Sirius Black though a wizard and self proclaimed ‘Hunk of Hogwarts’ (a title hotly disputed by both his best friend and one Gildroy Lockhart), had only ever rolled his eyes and started to day dream when talk turned to parenting before his best friends wife finally consented to letting him baby sit his Godson. Thus the terrible (though funny to everyone except Sirius) incident of Sirius Black and the Duckies of Doom commenced…
Lily has to right a sonnet based on the theme 'How do I loathe thee, Let me count the ways'. She thinks its obvious she'll write one about Potter. However when she thinks about it it becomes much much harder. Does she really hate him?
James, Lily, Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew
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