Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. But Eris Wells (Riddle) belongs to me, as does her mother, Kathryn Lee Wells (Riddle).
Author's Note: Thanks to everyone who reveiwed Truth and Lies. Please Reveiw ( this story is not related to Truth and Lies but it is an prequel to Replacement).
Prologue
I can't really explain the relationship that Sirius Black and I have. We were never like James and Lily. It took Lily years before she even tried to get along with James Potter and by the time the Christmas Ball came around she was in love. Two months after they graduated they got married. I and Sirius were never like that. We were chaotic.
I had first meet Sirius Black on the platform. I had thought that he was an interesting eleven year old, but I didn't know that he was a Black. He reluctantly trailed behind a thin, lumpy woman who had a sour look on her face and a tall, stern man who sneered at me when he had realized that I was looking at them. A small boy scurried behind Sirius Black and I could barely see the little tyke in the crowd. I hadn't known that they were the Black family until the Sorting Ceremony where his name was loudly announced.
I don't know what I would of done if I had known his last name before I truly got to meet him. My Mum had given me a list of last names that I was never to associate myself with. The name, Black, was on the list that she had created for me. I had only agreed to the list because the list was the only way that she would let me go to Hogwarts a school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. My dear Mum hadn't thought up a way to magically enforce the rule because she had thought that she would not need to.
I had always been an obedient child and my Mum had never had any complaints about me until I met my current friends who are a bad example for me. They are always getting me into trouble. I have gotten a few howlers from my Mum over the years that I have known them. I and the Marauders are as tight as a sticky jar of jam but that does not mean that we didn't have a rocky beginning. I was as boring and shy as a nontroublemaker could be and my Mum never did approve of the company that I kept.
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