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“Sirius?” James doesn’t know why he asked, he knows Sirius like the back of his hand, there was no one else it could be. But the boy in front of him was so far from the Sirius he knew he couldn’t help but question it.“James.” Sirius’ face crumpled as he reached out a bloodied hand for him. Tears rolled over the dried, bloody handprints on his cheeks.Or…On a stormy December night of 1975, Sirius Black runs away.