I waved at my parents and jumped into the train. It was the first day of September in the year 1975. I was due to go back to Hogwarts to finish my fifth year. My sister, Anidori, had gone with her snobby friends since long ago. Being Head Girl and stuffs, made her barely noticed me. Besides, what kind of sister wanted to admit that she had a sister like me? I was a freak and would always be one. I wore big glasses, I had bucked teeth, I was a rare platinum-blonde, and I was born with heterochromia and polydactyly.

 I was adding wormwood inside the cauldron when something when inside my cauldron – where the potion spluttered right to me.

 

And then, everything turned dark.

(Sirius' POV)


My eyes were focused on someone that almost looked like Isilee. I nearly called her name if James didn’t shut my mouth. When that girl turned around, it wasn’t my Isilee that I saw, it was the other Isilee. Anidori Isilee, Napralina Isilee’s sister. She was a seventh year right now, Bella’s biggest enemy.

"What are you doing here, Black?" she asked coolly. I rolled my eyes. She was just the same like her sister; rude to the core.

 God, my whole body feel rigid.

I suppose that was the impact for being asleep for days.

Speaking of which, how long had I been asleep?

 I sighed heavily as I tried to ignore the screams. It was 10 o’clock at night and there were only four people left. I was studying, goodness me! And Lily and James couldn’t help it to shut up even for an hour or two. Sirius wasn’t any help either. I know he was so frustrated of his friend just like me, but he didn't need to tap his fingers to his book! The sound of it made me crazy. God, why should everyone annoyed me all the time?

 “Oh Ani!” I cried and ran to hug my sister. We both hugged and cried like we never did before. My sister was going to die in four months and none of our family knew it. If Sirius didn’t slip that news to me, maybe Ani was going to die in mystery, without telling everyone about her secret.

Sirius' POV 

I watched as Isilee ran like a bolt of lightning towards the castle. Slowly, I raised my hand to my cheek, where she just gave me a good slap. I felt glares were aimed at me from Evans and her friends. They were already with their wands. I acted right on-time to cast the Protego Charm around me when red bolts were aimed right to my chest. Those girls ducked when their spells went back on them. My fellow Marauders quickly cast another shield around me.

Sirius' POV:

 Why should I let my temper flow? If I kept it down, I would never slip that time about we kissed. Ugh, I should have listen to James to have my Temper Potion constantly. Andromeda, or Andy, gave it to me once when I lost my temper and destroyed my room. She was there and saw everything that happened. So, a month later she came to my house and gave me that potion. ‘Said that she bought it using her own money.

 The Christmas Ball.



 

Damn, I’m so nervous.

 

I will be going with Robin. Robin Botesdale, Sirius’ biggest enemy after the Slytherins.

 

I felt like betraying him.

“Do you remember what Black said in the Christmas Ball? About him knowing what me and my friends planned?” he said slowly. I gulped hard.

“Yeah, why?” I said, trying to sound brave.

“Well, he’s right, you know. My friends and I had been planning about something so devious that caused old Sirius Black to lash out like that.” 

As I lay my head on the bed, I drifted back to sleep slowly. In my dream, it was about a family of two blondes and brunettes. A woman with long, straigh blonde hair that looked similar to a toddler boy and a man with freshly-cut brown hair and a toddler girl that looked similar to him.

It was my family. With Sirius.

 Sirius’ POV:

I carefully turned my head around, only to find Napraline Isilee crying over Anidori Isilee.

A dead Anidori Isilee.




Lina's POV:

I felt my heart broken beyond repairing. I just lost my sister and Sirius hadn’t talk to me yet. It wasn’t because he avoided me, it was me who avoided him. I feared that I could break down when I saw him.


 

 “Lily,” said someone. “I need to talk to you.” I looked up from my food and my jaw dropped. Sirius and James tensed beside me. Lily stiffened and she glanced at James briefly.



 

“What are you doing here, Snivellus?” spat James. Snape ignored him.

Sirius' POV:

“Did Lina talk you to come here?” she said, her voice sounded all funny and muffled under her arms.

“I’ve to be honest. I wasn’t planning on coming to see you here. I barely know you. But, Remus and Lina did talk me and convinced me that it’d be a bloodbath if I talked to James. It’s a bad idea to put two stubborn boys in room, Lina said.”

Sirius' POV 

When I entered my bedroom, my heart really stopped working. Everything was such a mess; my books, papers, clothes. There were some burnt marks on the posters I put on the wall – the posters of Muggle-related stuffs. I left my trunk in front of the door and searched all over my stuffs. This must be Regulus’ doing. He loved to go all over my things. The filthy prat.

 “Walburga,” I heard Dorea said. “How nice of you to visit me.”



 

“I didn’t come here for a little chat, Dorea,” Walburga replied. “I came here to get my son back.”

 

“What son?” Sirius said, his voice sounded shaky from anger. “I recall you and Orion disowned me.”

“They should stop fighting,” Sirius finally said.

“Yes! Finally someone agrees with me,” I exclaimed.

“I have a plan,” Remus said.

 

Sirius' POV:

Not so long after James and Lina got out of the house, Lily strode inside the living room. She looked at me and in instant, her eyes were narrowed into slits. I was used with her looking at me like that for years that I didn’t feel weird at all. I dared bet Lina felt really awkward with James glaring at her every now and then.

 “Hello, cousin,” Bellatrix said sweetly. “Very nice to see you again. Not."

“What are you doing here?” Sirius growled. “Death Eaters aren’t welcomed in this house.”

 We walked in comfortable silence until Lily broke it with a scream after she touched the door knob of the exit way from the train.



 

“What happened?” I instantly asked, checking her hand. Her palm, that was white before, had turned red. An angry red-mark was marring her skin.