Give 'Em Hell, Kid
By NarnianAslan
Chapter One
Author's Note: Okay, I cracked! A Sirius fanfic. I mean, he's one of my favorite Characters, and I saw the movie twice already… so I had to. It's been itching at me since I got the idea for In The Life of Skye Black… and, come on, besides Snape [and a rather large population of the wizarding world who hates Sirius? I don't think many people do. And so begins my Sirius fanfic. Title comes from My Chemical Romance's song (Give 'Em Hell, Kid). I have it on a playlist on my homepage. Just go to my profile, I have the link up, click on it, then go to the playlists page, and then click on the MCR playlist (it's the red one).
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"I hate this," I muttered. I hated having to leave my friends again and having to go to a new school again. I was nearly eleven, it's not like I got thrown out from them all, But my parents moved a lot. Well, my Mum moved a lot. My dad lived about two hours away from my current house, my parents having divorced when I was a baby.
We'd moved five times in my life. My mum never liked where we lived before. One place was too near the ocean, another too near the city, still another with too many nosy neighbors. Our last house had too many snobby rich people around. And by rich, I mean five cars at the least, huge mansions, swimming pools in the backyard with pool houses.
But here, it seemed we were going to stay. It was just right for my mum. My elder sister wanted to be nearer to the country. I wanted to be nearer to the city. My elder sister and I were polar opposites. She was fair and I was dark. She had blonde hair and blue eyes and the attention of every boy in our old school. I had brown hair and dark grey-green eyes. I held only the attention of the teachers, and that was not in a positive light.
I had friends at my old schools and towns, not many, it was true, but still friends. And now, I was moving again. My sister wasn't, and my mum wasn't. Only I was. And I was moving with my dad. He lived in London, and my mum thought I wouldn't get in as much trouble there.
But, as it was the end of the school year, Mum and Dad had both agreed that I needn't go to school there for only two weeks and then have summer holidays. My sister was jealous, I knew she was. We had different fathers. And her father wasn't the best.
So I went. I'd visited my dad loads of times, to be sure, twice each month, but living with him would be different. I was nearly eleven, as I've said, and there was something about it that made my parents act mysterious. My sister was as clueless about the whole thing as I was.
And during my third week there, while I was sitting on the couch in the living room, reading, I noticed an owl flying away from the doorstep. But it wasn't nearly night yet, on the contrary, it was barely noon. I noticed a letter. It was a strange letter, no stamp, no return address, and the writing was in green calligraphic ink. It was addressed to me, Aurora Diggory, very plainly. It said the room I was in and all. I showed it to my dad. He told me to open it. And I did.
Hogwarts School
Of Witchcraft and Wizardry
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Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock, Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Ms. Diggory,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
I blinked.
"You're a witch, Aurora. Your mum and I wanted to wait until your eleventh birthday to tell you, but apparently, McGonagall didn't wait."
Surprisingly, I didn't find this hard to believe. Things always happened when I was angry. And I'd gotten letters home more than once because of it. So I asked, "Is this where Amos went?"
Amos was my cousin, he'd been going to a special boarding school since he was eleven. He was seventeen this year.
"Yes. And it seems we'll have to owl them back. Which means we'll have to go to the post office."
"But the post office doesn't have owls."
"The muggle post office doesn't."
"Muggle?"
"Non-magic people. Like your mum and sister."
"Oh."
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On September 1st, we went to Kings Cross. It must have looked strange. I had an owl cage, a cat carrier, a trunk, and more all on a cart. Dad saw me to the train, wished me goodbye, and told me to be good.
I found a compartment. No one was in it yet. I was able to soothe my snowy owl, Neige, but not my cat, Miserie. Miserie was a jet black cat, not a spot of any other color on her, and her eyes were green. And she wouldn't stop pacing in her carrier.
Not long after, a boy found his way into my compartment. He had sandy brown colored hair and blue eyes.
"Can I sit in here?"
I nodded. He smiled and put his trunk away. "I'm Remus Lupin."
"Aurora Diggory."
"Is that a black cat?" Remus asked, looking at Miserie in her carrier.
"Yeah. Her name's Miserie."
"Oh?"
"But she's not bad luck. At least, not that I know of."
He smiled. And another boy found his way to our compartment. This one had messy black hair and what appeared to be hazel eyes. He had glasses.
"James Potter," he introduced himself. "Can I sit in here?"
"Go ahead. I'm Aurora Diggory and this is Remus Lupin."
He sat down and then two more people found there way here. This time it was two girls.
"Can we-?"
"You can sit here," Remus sighed.
"Thanks. I'm Lily Evans. I'm a Muggleborn."
"Aurora Diggory, Remus Lupin, and James Potter."
"I'm Candice Fitzgerald. Candi for short."
"Hey, Aurora, what do you bet at least one more person will come in here before we leave?" Remus asked.
"How about a sickle for it?"
"I'll bet a sickle against it!" James exclaimed.
"You're on!"
And sure enough, not ten minutes later, a boy knocked on the compartment door. He had black hair that came down below his ears and grey eyes. I had to admit, he was good looking.
"Mind if I sit here?"
I grinned. "Not at all."
He smiled and sat down.
"Pay up, James," I said. James grumbled and handed me a sickle. I smiled. "Thank you."
"I'm Sirius Black, by the way."
"Black?" James asked.
"Yeah. Egotistical prejudice seems to run in the family. I think I must've been adopted or something. Hate my entire family." He stopped for a second. "Well, my cousin Andi and my brother aren't that bad. But my brother's too afraid of our parents, so he never speaks against them, except to me."
"You have a brother?" I asked.
"Yeah. He's eight. Regulus."
"I have an older sister. She's sixteen, and a huge pain."
"She's a witch?" Lily asked.
"No, muggle. We have different dads, and our mum's a muggle. At least she can't bug me at school."
Sirius grinned. "She used to?"
"Until I moved to London with my dad."
"You live in London?"
I nodded. "Yeah."
Sirius was about to reply, when Lily shouted, "I barely even know you, and you're asking me out? I'm out of here!" Then she turned to me and said, "I hope we can still be friends, even if James Potter is an arrogant toad."
I smiled. "I hope so, too."
She smiled back, grabbed her trunk and left. Candi followed her.
"What'd you ask her out for?" I asked James.
"She's gorgeous."
And so started James Potter's obsession with Lily Evans, and Lily's hatred for James.
Remus looked up from the book he was reading and raised an eyebrow. "James, I hope you're going to leave her alone after that. She's really angry."
"She'll cool off."
Sirius let out a bark-like laugh and I rolled my eyes.
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By the time we'd reached Hogwarts, I could tell we were all going to stay friends. Despite James's original contempt for Sirius, the two now acted like they'd known each other for all of their lives.
When we were crossing the lake, one of the boats tipped over, and three boys fell out. Hagrid, the gamekeeper, rowed over and flipped it right again, and the boys climbed back in.
During the sorting, James, Sirius, and I were laughing like mad. Sirius nearly didn't hear his name being called. Well, he didn't but Remus did, and nudged him. The hat took a while, but it sorted him into Gryffindor. There were gasps and wide eyes all around. Sirius grinned and went over to the table.
When my name was called, I was ridiculously nervous. But I walked up there, with my head held high.
"Ah, Aurora Diggory. Let's see where to put you. Not Hufflepuff, certainly not. And I don't think Slytherin either. Perhaps Gryffindor? Yes, that sounds about right. I see plenty of bravery, and loyalty. Yes, you'd make a fine GRYFFINDOR!"
I realized the hat had said Gryffindor out loud. Well, yelled it out. So I walked over to the Gryffindor table. By the end of the sorting, James, Remus, Lily (much to James's delight and her distate), a girl named Marie, another girl named Alice, and a boy named Frank all got sorted into Gryffindor with me and Sirius. Candi had gotten sorted into Hufflepuff, where I recognized my cousin Amos. Candi was talking to a boy who was rather short and had dirty blonde hair. He reminded me a bit of a rodent.
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We found out the rodent boy's name was Peter Pettigrew. He seemed to be in awe of James and Sirius. We (that's to say James, Sirius, and myself) found a boy named Severus Snape. Sirius thought it would be funny to hex him. So, on our first day, Sirius, James, and myself got detention and five points from Gryffindor each. But, apparently, we were so good at Transfiguration that we earned back our points in no time. I knew I was going to love Hogwarts.
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Author's Note: That was the prologue. Basically setting everything up. And I'm listening to My Chemical Romance, for who knows how many days in a row, so I'm getting ideas…
"Wit beyond measure is man's greatest treasure"-Luna Lovegood. You wanna be smart? Review… and I'll update sooner.