Wallaburga Black was proud. Proud to be married to her husband Orion. Proud to be a Black. And Proud to be giving birth to her first-born son. A son would carry the Black name proudly.
She already knew exactly what he would look like. Tall like his father. Stringy black hair that would hang in his face at all time. And dark brown eyes, like every other member of the Black family had, had.
The Healer brought out her newborn baby son and placed him in the new mother's arms.
"What are you going to name him ma'am?" asked the healer.
"Sirius, after his grandfather, Orion, after his father, Black."
"A good strong name ma'am… ma'am?"
Wallaburga was struck silent when her son opened his eyes; it wasn't the dark soulless eyes she had seen so many times before. No, the eyes that stared back were light grey eyes, not seen before in the Black Family line in over a hundreds of years.
She knew her son, Sirius, would be a force to be reckoned with.
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