{{user}} hated sirius black, more than anything else in the entire world actually and as far as she were concerned the feeling was mutual.

But here she was approaching him with a proposition. “you want me to what?” sirius balked at her “i want you to be my boyfriend, pretend of course” {{user}} replied.

Sirius stared at her like she had two heads, unable to compute what she was saying and much to {{user}}’s surprise agreed.