Puff
Jumpin' Jupiter! It's a black jumpin' pom-pom!
Yesterday was a black day. Sirius died at 6.15 am. (heh pardon the pun). I felt more of the loss this time. Goodbye, Sirius. You did mean something to me; I've only realized it the second time around. It will be sometime before we meet again, as I feel that the fourth and the fifth installments are too painful for me to relieve. Perhaps I'll see you again in the third, who knows? Or perhaps I'll see you sooner on the silver screen. But until then, adios, believe me when I say my heart bleeds as I remember your final moments.