Sirius Black was getting his things for Hogwarts. Pureblood wizard, whose parents could easily do everything with magic, now was getting his things for Hogwarts in a muggle way. It was a punishment. For what? Sirius shook his short black hair and put his wand in, but thought better of it and hid it in his pocket. He decided that he might need it in the train. Suddenly he flinched, because someone was knocking at the door. Sirius sighed and growled:
„What?" He shot a look to the door, hoping not to see his dear mummy. It was she, who gave him punishment. His father had alread planned getting his things magically. But no, she controlled everything here. It was she, who was the punishment of this house. The doors slightly opened and a head of Sirius' younger brother, Regulus, popped inside. Sirius let down his head. Though he didnt like his family, Regulus he didnt like the least. He was just fooled by their parents. It wasnt his fault. Though he was rather fond of their family motto. Toujours Pours. Always Pure. Purebloods. Sirius was quite happy for some time so that he will be able to go to hogwarts. And if he wouldnt get sorted into Slytherin, it would be wonderful. He wouldnt need to meet his relatives so much, which were like his parents were. Regulus was still standing at the door, so Sirius said:
„What do you want?" he looked at Regulus. His brother also had black hair, just longer. And maybe not so dark, as Sirius had. His eyes were differently than Sirius' blue, was dark grey. He was eight years old. How young he was. Maybe their family, when their parents died, could be better. Why, there were other families, whose pure blood and the way of living werent that bad, who didnt value muggle-born wizards less. Sirius wasnt like that. Regulus sit at the trunk and asked:
„You need help with that?" Sirius looked at him surprised. It was...bold. From mom's view. Sirius was happy. In normal circumstances he would have declined the offer, but now it was...rebellion against their parents. It was Sirius' passion. As long as he remembered, all his life he spend arguing with his parents, though Regulus wasnt part of that. He was a beloved youngest child. It was no secret to Sirius that Regulus was more likable. Sirius wasnt sure if his parents could love. After all, they married because they both were pureblood, as he figured. It didnt look as his mother could love. But he didnt want to think about her. Realizing that Regulus was waiting for an answer he let him know by leaning his head, but didnt say nothing. Until now, he was sure his life when at hogwarts will get better, but now...now he didnt want to leave Regulus alone. He didnt realise how his eyes got wet. Sirius Black was crying. He didnt want for anyone to know this, but he sometimes cried. When he was younger and was shouted by his mother, he, before falling asleep cried his eyes out, knowing no one would understand him. He was sad. He was incredibly sad. There were days when he poisoned Regulus with bad thoughts of his, he was beaten. It happened very rarely. Bet he remembered the most the time, when he was six. He decided to tell Regulus that he thought that pure blood wasnt as important and maybe even muggle children you shouldnt call mudbloods. When his mother heard these words from Regulus mouth, she took Sirius aside and slapped him so hard that little Sirius had a black eye. He was crying in his room, he tried to act qiuetly, so that Regulus wouldnt know about it. Regulus had been too young by then, too innocent. However, after a few years, when Sirius got slapped again, Regulus found him and they cried together. But they cried no more in the later years and werent together much, except when with parents. So now, Sirius was really baffled that he cried not because he had been hurt or in pain, but just out of sadness, so that he wont see his brother for a long time.
„Reg..." he whispered. He looked at his brother and saw that he, too, was sad. – I... – It wasnt easy for Sirius to say, because they didnt often talk.
„I'll miss you, Sirius." Regulus exclaimed with a shaking voice. „Write to me."
„Yes. I will write to you." Nodded Sirius. „And you...look out. Keep away from trouble.
Regulus smiled and hugged him, but as Sirius touched his back, the doors opened fully with a loud thud and his mother's angry voice angrily thundered:
„WHAT ARE YOU THINKING YOU'RE DOING TO YOUR BROTHER, YOU MUDBLOOD LOVER!" Her chest waved and she said sternly to Regulus." Reg, dont be with this slug. He doesnt know where our loyalties lie. By the way, I told you not to help him. Come."
Regulus shot a sad look to Sirius. And he looked coldly to his mother and felt incredibly offended.