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Chapter 1

He could not stay here, he had to leave, but he had nowhere to go. He couldn't go to his friends, after what he did, he was sure they didn't want to see him ever again. He had revealed their biggest secret, told Snape where they went every month, how to get past the tree. Snape could have been killed, Remus' secret had been discovered, no one would even speak to him. When he left his house, when he finally ran away, he knew he had nowhere he could go, no one would take him in.

This time had been the worst, he had almost gotten a pure blood killed, in his parents eye's that was worse than anything he had done, worse than ending up in Gryffindor, worse than hanging out with "blood traitors, half-bloods, and mud bloods". To the Black family it was all about blood. But, why, if his blood was so special, would they be so willing to spill it? Why would they coat the floor in it? Looking at his blood he didn't see anything special about it, anything worth being proud of. His blood looked the same as any muggle, or half-blood.

Sirius Black had to get out, so he ran, he never wanted to stop running, maybe if he ran fast enough and far enough he could forget. Forget the pain, forget the hate, forget the loneliness. But life was never that simple. Even as he ran he remembered,

"HE IS A PURE BLOOD, AND YOU, YOU WOULD HAVE HAD HIM KILLED!" The anger and hatred in his mother's voice worse than the volume "EVEN THE BLOOD TRAITOR HAD MORE RESPECT FOR HIS LIFE THAN YOU"

"if any good is to come out of this, it is that you will no longer be wanted by those scum you call friends" whether it was how calm his father's voice was, or that he knew what was said was true, this scared him more than his mother's yelling.

Sirius tried, he really did, but he could not stand there and listen to his parents talk about the only people who had ever cared what happened to him like that "THEY ARE NOT SCUM, THEY ARE BETTER PEOPLE THEN EITHER OF YOU COULD EVER HOPE TO BE!!"

Anger flashed in his father's eyes for only a second, but it was long enough for Sirius to know to be scared. "I will teach you to show us the respect you owe" when his father said his next word it was full of so much hate that it alone could have likely brought Sirius to his knees.

"Crucio"

He would not scream, Sirius would not give them the pleasure of making him scream. Well, so much for that. He didn't realize at first that he was screaming, that is until his mind connected the sound he was making with his parents laughter. When his father ended the curse Sirius had to pant to catch his breath. "What… the hell… is so… funny"

The only response he got was his mom taking her turn. He thought he knew what to expect this time, thought this time he could keep his mouth shut, he was wrong. They kept this up for a while, taking turns, and every time was just as bad as the first. Eventually he stopped screaming, but only because he no longer had the energy to. Apparently this wasn't something you could get used to.

After what felt like hours, but was probably only minutes, Sirius' parents seemed to grow bored and left him barely conscious lying on the floor of the kitchen. As soon as Sirius was able to he got up and struggled to the door, and once he made it out he became a dog. And that is when he started to run.

He just kept running, he was running as fast as his canine legs could take him. He would have to live on the streets, but as a stray that shouldn't be too difficult. No one would think anything of one more dog on the street. The brave and proud Sirius Black, running away from his own family, and he had no idea where he was going.

When Sirius finally stopped running it was not because he wanted to, but his body just gave out and he collapsed. When he came to Sirius had no idea where he was, and his only way of finding out would be to follow his own trial back. He was still sore from his 'fight' with his parents, and there was no way he was going back there. He had lost all sense of what time it was, he didn't realize that he had been running a full day already. Sirius wandered around the little town he had found himself in, searching for some form of food. In the end he had to settle for what he could find in garbage cans, and any small animals he could catch like mice and rats.