Hi! iMnOtReAlLyCrAzY here for ya! I really wanted to write a Sirius fic cuz his life is so sad and depressing and its fun to write sad and depressing stuff This will be kinda confusing to begin with so let me explain. This is a tale of Sirius through school. Starts before school and flashes back. Sirius is abused by his parents. Will get more exciting I promise. I credit JK Rowling to all of this work... I hope that you like it and review….

School. So close yet so far.

He had one more last minute meeting with his mother before he could go and pack for Hogwarts. These kinds of meetings were normal of course. Sirius was just lucky that his parents didn't punish him as much as other kids were punished. all the kids sirius knew were punished like he was. It was normal wasn't it? his punishments had started ten days ago when his Hogwarts letter came in the post. Sirius had been ecstatic when he read his invitation to Hogwarts. He could go and make his family proud of him for once. He had been so excited that he broke quite a few house rules. Ten to be precise; running, shouting, entering an occupied room unannounced, not being accepted to Durmstrang, jumping, not enunciating, not addressing his mother as ma'am, opening the drapes, leaving before being dismissed, and most importantly and the worst thing he could have done, he let emotions show. Sirius now had to pay for his mistakes to make sure he didn't make them again.

Kreacher appeared right in front of Sirius and sneered. "The mistress wants to see you now!" he cackled evilly before he disappeared again.

Sirius let out a low moan involuntarily. He still remembered his mothers last 'meeting'. Many of the bruises remained on his back and torso as weird greenish yellow blobs. Kreacher had been forced to fix his broken arm but Sirius wondered how far his mother would go this time. Sirius laughed sardonically at the memory of being healed by Kreacher. Kreacher was muttering the whole time about how the only reason Sirius was being healed was because his mother couldn't have a son who looked like he had just been in a fight. Slowly and stiffly Sirius rose to his feet and left his dark room. He would have preferred to remain curled in fetal position in his room but he knew the beating would be worse if he was late.

Sirius went down the three flights of stairs to meet his mother in his parents study. For some reason the house seemed darker and gloomier than normal. The heads of the previous house elves stared at him proclaiming his doom. Sirius knocked on the door and waited patiently for his mother to grant him entrance to the room.

"Come in." came the hauntingly smooth and deceptively calm voice of his mother from the other room. Repressing a shiver he calmly opened the door and strode into the room.

Only to be met with a large volume in the face. Sirius didn't flinch or even make a face as blood flowed from his nose. His mother was red with fury. Standing up she strode over to him and slapped the side of his face. Sirius ignored the sting of the hit and looked at her calmly.

"YOU INSOLENT LITTLE BOY! HOW DARE YOU LOOK INTO MY EYES!" Sirius instinctively lowered his gaze but was again slapped on the other side of the face. "YOU ARE A STAIN TO OUR HOUSE HOLD! IT WOULD BE WISE OF YOU TO GET INTO THE SLYTHERIN HOUSE BECAUUSE YOU ALREADY FAILED US WITH DURMSTRANG!"

"Yes ma'ma." was all that Sirius could say in consent before another two blows landed on his head. Sirius felt one eye begin to puff.

"WHAT IS THE FAMITY MOTTO?"

"Toujours pur. Ma'am."

"WHO WILL YOU ACOCIATE WITH WHILE AT SCHOOL?"

The answer didn't come quick enough. Sirius caught a hit that sent him sprawling across the floor. Sirius couldn't keep the look of fear from creeping into his stoic visage. Righting himself he was bombarded with another barrage of questions. He couldn't help the fear that shone through his eyes which only made Walburga Black even more furious. A slap and an answer was how it continued until Sirius was beaten unconscious by his mother. she left soon after he passed out finding the enjoyment of hitting her son was all gone.

Sirius woke in his own room to be greeted by black bed hangings and a dark room. He laughed in grim humor that his black and blue bruises matched that room. Laughing made his healing ribs hurt though. Apparently his mother was wearing her steeltoed shoes. The room was so dark. He had a window but it was perpetually covered by the gross moldy drapes that his mother loved. He was leaving today for Hogwarts and he still hadn't packed all his stuff from Diagon alley. Sirius remembered that day he went to get his school stuff vividly.

He looked around the alley and almost smiled. Though he had been here many times before Sirius had never witnessed the back to school busty that filled the alley in august. There were so many people all going different places. Entering Flourish and Blotts Sirius saw a whole bunch of people who could soon be classmates of his. Of course he couldn't say hello or anything but he did walk by with a haughty expression and observe all the different families. It was painfully obvious which families were muggleborn because they didn't know what anything was worth or what it was. One family in particular stood out. They were all short, chubby, and blond haired. The boy followed his parents and looked like he was going to wet himself. His parents looked the same way. Sirius sneered in contempt at that. How pathetic could you get? He was pure therefore better than everyone else. His parents told him so and they were always right. Weren't they?

Entering Gringotts to take out money for Sirius the Blacks spotted another family. The Potters. The Potters were stupid and blood traitors. Sirius was never to be allowed to talk to one.

"So nice to see you again Mr. Potter." Orion Black practically drawled.

"A pleasure I'm sure." John Potter replied courteously. Turning to face Sirius directly he queried, "So Young Sirius is going off to Hogwarts I presume?"

"Yes which means we must be on our way." Shot Walburga Black before Sirius could respond.

"Come it is time to go home."

Sirius followed his father out of the bank before his furius father side-appearated him home.

The beating followed after. That time both parents were involved.

"HOW DARE YOU TRY TO SPEAK TO ONE OF THEM! THEY WILL BE IN GRYFFINDOR AND YOU WILL BEAT THEM IN EVERY THING! UNDERSTOOD!"

Sirius had learned his lesson. He would to get into Slytherin. He had to get into Slytherin. No matter what.

To Be Continued….

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