The Early Years of Sirius Black

Chapter 1

Early Days

Eleven-year old Sirius Black slowly made his way down the stairs of Number Twelve Grimmauld Place. He yawned and almost fell, as his nine-year old brother, Regelus, thundered past him.

"Last one in the kitchen is the rotten egg!" Regelus yelled, from the bottom stair. Sirius grumbled. He really wasn't in the mood. When he reached the kitchen, he didn't get a warm welcome.

"Where have you been?" his mother, Nithia Black, snapped at him. Before he could answer, she attacked him again. "Start eating. NOW!" she yelled, "We have to meet Archilus and Lorthia in Knockturn Alley in an hour, and you aren't even dressed yet!" Sirius made a face at his mother's turned back. He hated the Malfoy. They were the worst family Sirius has ever met, and he has met a lot of mean families. His was one of them. His father's daily routine was killing at least one Muggle or Muggle-born. They weren't followers of Lord Voldemort like Archilus and Lorthia, but they certainly weren't against him. They probably expect me to become a Death Eater when I grow up, Sirius though, not for the first time in his life.

"I said EAT!" his mother roared, interrupting his thoughts.

"I'm eating, I'm eating," Sirius grumbled, picking at his toast.

"Don't give me that attitude young man," Mrs. Black said, threateningly. "Get up! You've had enough to eat!" She took away his untouched toast, and threw it onto the garbage. Sirius wasn't in the mood to care. He wasn't hungry anyway. Regelus made a face at him, and ran back upstairs to change.

"Wear your black robes!" Ms. Black shouted after him. Sirius would have laughed if he wasn't feeling so grumpy. The Black family didn't own any other colored clothes! He climbed the stairs to his bedroom. It was in the attic. His room was the only place Sirius could go to get away from his family, and he loved it. It wasn't very big, but big enough for Sirius. His Queen four poster bed sat in a corner. Above it was a skylight. Across from his bed was his desk, and beside that was an old toy chest that served no purpose and stored all his old toys.

Sirius went to his closet and opened the door. He picked out black pants, a black shirt, and a black robe. What a surprise, Sirius thought sarcastically, as he picked out a pair of black shoes. He changed slowly, for he did not want to please his mother. He heard a door slam downstairs.

"Come down here this instant, Sirius!" his mother roared. "I am not going to wait for you!"

"Fine!" Sirius yelled back. "I don't want to come anyways!" He heard his mother climb the stairs with thundering steps. Few seconds later his door slammed open.

"Downstairs! Now!" Mrs. Black said dangerously. Sirius grumbled and started down the stairs. In the kitchen, Regelus was holding the bag of Floo powder. Sirius grabbed some and walked into the fireplace.

"KNOCKTURN ALLEY!" he yelled as he threw the powder at his feet. His body was lost in green flames.