This is shin18theOtakubooklover. I am thankful to sakurademonalchemist for allowing me to get this story and write it in my own style.

Here's a teaser for you guys – The Prologue! ;-)

Families are what you make of them.

Indeed, they are, Sirius, heir to the Honorable House of Black thought. And his family did have their oddities, no matter how people may stomach them.

Incestous relationships. Honestly, Sirius shook his head ruefully as he thought of his father, Orion. Surely, there were other fish in the water – why go for the one that is grossly closest to him? Blegh. He puked himself to sleep as he wondered how his parents had to choose one's sibling as husband and wife. Never will he be caught on that situation. Ultra-yuck.

The Black family aside (they were too feylike to be anything but beautiful and handsome), almost everyone in the wizarding community who prided themselves in being pure had become prey to inbreeding which resulted in less-than-preferred appearances of offspring. He would rather be single or gay forever than have a child that looks like what happened to the Crabbes, Flints, or the Parkinsons. Honestly, they looked and acted more like trolls and imps than the true creatures themselves. He shuddered as he recalled a marriage interview that was forced upon him to one of the unsightly daughters of Lord Parkinson. It was one of the reasons why he ran away and allowed himself to be disowned by his beautifully loving mother. Oh, the possibilities of chance indeed.

Dark leanings. He would never understand – no matter how many times he will hit his head in hard surfaces – how the Blacks had the decency to follow a malformed man with a snake's face and no nose at all. They were the ones so crazy with blood purity but they failed to see the fake pureblood king hiding his Muggle background. They became blind to distinguish a half-blood ancestry from a pure blood. Talk about downright stupid. Sigh.

Favoritism. Sure, he was a born rebel but he hated the fact that his mother rubbed his little brother's achievements at his nose. Please, Regulus wasn't even a good kisser so why are they pushing the boy to replace him as the Black heir? Though, his brother was a poor laddie, he deadpanned on his thoughts – Regulus never had the chance to snag a girl anyhow, because Walburga Black was fiercer than a tiger in protecting her beloved son. Poor Reggie. Another sigh.

He furrowed his brow as he felt the foreboding of something coming back from him in the most unexpected manner.

Then he smiled as he thought of his friends.

Though he regretted - and bore the dark hatred deep in his heart – the fact that Peter Pettigrew betrayed him, he never will forsake the bonds he had with the original Marauders, James Potter and Remus Lupin.

He swore to make up to his godson, once he found him again – help him be the best wizard he could be and snag the good girls, of course. He chuckled despite himself.

Even if he had to redo time, he will make sure of the well-being of his precious people.