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Summary: The life of Sirius Black from his days as a child till his days just after Hogwarts. Warning Child abuse, Violence, Mature and Dark themes, Death, attempted suicide...and all that jazz.
"Hey there Harry, I know you're only a stuffed dog but I really need to talk to you. I got in a lot of trouble today. Mother had a fit that could almost math Regulus when he doesn't want Kreacher to give him a bath. You see I was so lonely, having no friends to play with and I saw two boys who looked about 4 just like me! Oh Harry I was so excited so I ran out of our house and asked if they wanted to play. Suddenly Mother comes out, Harry you should have seen it, her face was all funny with spots of red and white in her cheeks! She ran out to me and picked me up! I was so embarrassed; the other boys probably thought I was a baby or something. Well anyways, she started screaming about how they were dirty and had unclean blood and that if I played with them I too would become dirty.
Well I thought this was funny because just a few days before Uncle Alphard told me that if you took a twenty-pound note (some muggle money I think) fresh from the bank it would be worth twenty pounds. If you took that same twenty pound note and let it get crumpled in your pocket and accidentally getting it dirty, it'll still be worth twenty pounds. I was really confused at first but Uncle Alphard told me that no matter how creased or dirty people may seem they are no less valuable than anyone else. Sadly,
Mother seemed to think differently, she made Kreacher give me tons of baths and she gave me a couple of spanks, Harry, it was awful, my face felt like it was burning because I was so ashamed.
I guess this doesn't seem that bad but it was weird because Mother or Father don't normally talk to Regulus or me. They get private tutors and the House Elves to look after us; Mother and Father are too busy making money to claim to the name of the most Noble and Ancient House of Black...whatever that means. When I grow up I want to be just like Uncle Alphard...I'll be nice to everyone and maybe Mother will see that they're really nice people, wouldn't that be great Harry! Maybe we can even..."
"SIRIUS ORION BLACK, COME DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT OR YOU WON'T BE ALLOWED OUT OF YOUR ROOM FOR A MONTH!!!" Mrs. Black bellowed from the bottom of their large staircase.
"I'm sorry Mother, I'm coming right away Mother," Sirius said mechanically as he had been told say whenever his Mother called for him. He quickly pulled himself off of his bed and away from Harry. When he reached the bottom of the stairs he saw his mother with of her many fine jackets on.
"Sirius, dear," she said with false motherly affection, "You and I are going out today so you best be putting on your jacket...and not your play one, The one with our family crest" She smiled sweetly at him. Sirius was taken aback, he never was allowed to wear his Family Crest Jacket...it was his nicest one, and Sirius had many nice jackets. However he complied without question, not looking for a way to further provoke his Mother into punishing him further.
"We're going to your cousin's house, Sirius"