Sirius' family
Summary: AU. Sirius is married and has a child when James and Lily are murdered. He and his wife Victoria are Harry's godparents and, after a lot of struggles, get legal custody of him. Some swearing. Some Dumbledore bashing. Bilingual. See warnings inside OC.
Author's note: This is my first story, but this idea is being running around in my head for a while, so I decided to give it a shoot. English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any orthographical or grammatical mistakes.
In my mind Victoria, Sirius' wife, is Spanish (from Spain). So, even though the story is going to be mostly in English, there will be conversations in Spanish between her and her family that I'm not going to translate, because if I did, in order to be fair, I would have to translate the English parts to Spanish as well.
I'm not Spanish; but I'm from Latin America, so my first language is Spanish. The reason why Victoria is a Spaniard in my mind has to do with geographical reason. This story will explain how they get to know each other in latter chapters. And if don't manage to get it in here, there will be a prequel.
Texts in cursive are memories or flashbacks.
Last thing, I'm looking for a beta, but he or she must speak both languages (English and Spanish). So, if you know somebody please let me know, it will be much appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own any recognizable characters; they all belong to the amazing J.K. Rowling. I just borrowed them.
Without further ado
Chapter One. The night everything changed (1)
Sirius was relaxing in his house in London with his wife Victoria and their three months old baby Lyra. She was the most beautiful baby girl he had ever seen. She had light brown hair and light green eyes, just like her mother's. And most important of all, she was loved.
His wife, with some help from James and even Lily, had convinced him to keep his family tradition of naming the children after a constellation. He remembered now how that had happened:
They were pleasantly resting in their sitting room. Victoria was already six months pregnant and at that moment had started to touch her belly with love. It was something she did unconsciously and made her look even more adorable than she was. Out of the blue she asked "What star name are we going to name our baby after?"
He had look at her in shock and said "what are you talking about Vic?"
She had look at him with a sweet smile and answered: "Andy told me about it. I was so curious about why you and she had these particular names, so I asked her and she explained to me that it was a Black family tradition to name their children after stars or constellations".
"So what? I'm a Black by name only. I don't have nor want to have anything to do with them, and they don't want to have anything to do with me, of that I am more than sure". He was mad. Why on earth had Andy taught it was a good idea to tell Victoria about it? With the importance his wife gave to family, she was, of course, going to ask for him to follow this particular family tradition. There was a reason he had never explained to her the reason behind his own name.
She saw the storm in her husband's eyes and realized that this was going to be hard, but she wasn´t going to give up: "I'm not particularly fond of the idea, there are not many star names I like and I've done my research, believe me" she tried to joke with him and diffuse the tension.
It didn't work. He stood up and looked at her with a murderous look.
She put her hands in the air, as a form of surrender and tried something else: "I'm completely aware that you don't want to have any association with them" she said to him sweetly.
She stood up and touched his arm "But after Regulus' dead, even if your mother disowned you, right now you're the heir of your family and the one that can claim a place in the Wizengamot and the British wizarding government in the name of the Black family"(1).
"Please don't get my brother involved in all this. He died stupidly following that bastard" he told her with a pained expression.
She hugged him from behind "I'm sorry. Even if you try to hide it, I know his dead hurt you." They stayed like that for a while, but she kept going. "That doesn't change the fact that right now you're the heir of the Black family, and as such, there are some things you must do; that we must do".
He let go of her embrace rather harshly and turn around "What if I don't want to claim my place as the heir? There is nothing I despise more than that stupid title and everything that come with it" He was almost shouting at that point.
She had never met Sirius family, except for Andromeda. And she had known, for a while now, that his parents had been somewhat abusive, even if he, to that day, refused to talk about it. But even with that knowledge, family was still the most important thing for her and, for better or for worst, that meant that her and baby were now part of the Blacks.
"I really don't think you have a lot of choices, dear. If you formally denounce your place as the heir of the Black family, the position will go to the next in line, male or female, and that means your cousin Bellatrix. No one wants that, not even you. I'm wrong?"
He was still mad, but he had to concede her that one point "You're right. Not even I want that. Bella is crazy and her as the heiress of the Black family will just give more power to Voldemort". Still, he couldn't see what it had to do with the name of their child, and he let her know it.
She smiled at that, her beloved husband sometimes could be quite obtuse. "If you accept your place as the Black heir, that means that one day you'll be Head of House; and our child will be heir o heiress. As such, he or she must be identified not just by his or her surname, but the name as well, don't you thing?"
She could see that she was making some progress, but it was time to let him come to his own conclusions: "Please, I'm just asking you to consider it. Even Andy kept the tradition by naming her child Nymphadora."
He could not think clearly at the moment, his own house felt suffocating "I'm going for a walk". And so he left.
For a while he walked around London aimlessly. Finally he decided to talk about it with the only one that truly understood him, his brother in all but blood: James…
Sirius was thinking about the conversation he had had with James and Lily when he felt something in his chest, an awful pain he had never felt. The pain could clearly be seen in his face, and Victoria, who up until that point had been playing with Lyra, looked at him with concern:
"What's wrong Siri? What's it?" she asked touching his face.
He looked at her with unshed tears in his eyes "Something is wrong with James, I just know it" he said standing up "I have to go to him, I just have to…"
She didn't even ask how he knew. For a while she had felt the bond between the two of them "I know you do" She said hugging Lyra. "But if you are going, so I'm I".
"What are you talking about? Who is going to stay with Lyra?"
"We can leave her with Andy, she won't mind. We'll floo to her house before we go to Godric's Hollow" She said firmly. "You're in pain right now and you're way too impulsive, even when you have a clear head, something that obviously you don't have right now. I'm not gonna let you go alone".
And so, they grabbed some floo powder and flooed to Andromeda´s house.
A/N: (1) As I understand it, and for the purposes of this story, after his family disowned Sirius, Regulus became the heir. But, after Regulus' dead, the title and the rights that come with it went back to Sirius, as the only want left in the straight line of succession. Only if he formally denounces it, the title would go to the next in line, male or female, and that meant Bellatrix.