My first Harry Potter fic!! cheers Please please please review!

Disclaimer: Don't own Harry Potter!!

Sirius held the plate tightly in his hands, fighting to stay calm. "Sirius! Get down here!"

He winced. "Yes, mother."

"What on earth is taking that boy so long?" He heard her say to their guests.

One of them snickered, and the tallest one snapped, "Quiet, Lucius."

Sirius walked out into the dining room, balancing the main courses on his arms.

He eyed the Malfoys with disgust. Sirius harbored a deep hatred against what his family considered to be of the higher class -- arrogant, self absorbed pure-bloods who thought they were better than everyone else for just that reason. "Well what are you waiting for?" his mother told him through clenched teeth, pasting a fake smile on her face as she turned towards Gregory Malfoy.

Sirius put the plates down onto the table with a bang. "Watch it, Sirius," his father growled.

Just one more comment...that was all he needed. Sirius began serving people, looking down so his father could not see the expression on his face.

"I want more potatoes." his brother, Regulus, informed him.

"So get some." Sirius said, turning away.

"I can't, it's too far!" Regulus complained.

Sirius glared daggers at him. "All right, so don't get some."

Regulus whined, "Dad, Sirius is bullying me!"

His father dropped his fork with a clatter. "Dammit, Sirius, can't we have a nice dinner just once?!"

Sirius looked up, and Mr. Black, seeing the fire in his son's eyes, drew his wand. "Go upstairs. Now."

"No."

"I said go upstairs."

"Make me."

His father stood up. "Sirius!"

Sirius folded his arms and said nothing. The Malfoys were watching the developing drama before them as though there was nothing in the world that was more interesting, and Sirius wanted nothing more than to wipe the smirks off their faces. He stared at his father full in the face.

His mother, sensing a fight, looked nervously towards the Malfoys, and his father, catching her eye, nodded. "Come with me into the kitchen." With that, his father walked out of the room, and Sirius found himself following stiffly, his muscles tensing.

When they had both reached the sink, his father stared at him, and then slipped his wand back into his pocket. Sirius wasn't fooled, and he remained tense. Suddenly Mr. Black sighed, conjured up two chairs and sat down. Sirius stayed standing.

"Sit," his father said. Sirius sat. "I...last week we got a letter." Sirius waited patiently for his father to go on, wondering why he wasn't being beaten by now. Mr. Black was sweating like a pig; Sirius gruffly handed him a handkerchief. His father accepted it, and went on. "It was about you...Hogwarts." The last word came out strangled, and Sirius' pulse raced. Hogwarts? Where his parents had both gone?

"No," he told his father. "I'm not going."

His father stared at him, dropping all pretense. "Why the hell not?" he said hotly.

"Because you went there." Sirius said, not bothering to hide the disgust in his voice. "And why are you so nervous about it?" he added suddenly.

"Son, it's been a tradition in our family so far that everyone who goes to Hogwarts goes to Slytherin. We don't want you to be the one to break that tradition."

Sirius snorted. "Don't do that," his father snapped rather harshly. "This is important, Sirius. You are going to be the family heir someday and --"

"And then it'll be my duty to make sure the Black family traditions are continued, blah, blah, blah." Sirius said in a bored voice, surprised at how daring he was.

His father said coldly, "Term starts in two weeks. You're going, and you'd better not disappoint us."

"Or what?" Sirius asked, nearly losing control of his temper. "Or what?!" He hated living in the terrible shadow the Blacks had created, he hated the expectations he had to follow in order to be the perfect family heir, he hated all the obnoxious, stuck up pure-bloods he had to deal with everyday. He hated it all, and he wanted out.

"We can disown you." his father said quietly at Sirius' outburst. "This is the last straw, Sirius."

Sirius frowned. "I only wish it had come sooner. That way I wouldn't have had to deal with all this!"

His father stood up, his eyes blazing. "Sirius Black, you are going to go to Hogwarts, you will be in Slytherin, and you will hold up the family n--"

"Hang on!" Sirius interrupted, now on his feet as well. "I am most certainly NOT going to be in Slytherin!"

"Then you are no son of mine." his father said, and a searing pain shot through Sirius' heart.

"Dad..."

"YOU WILL GO!"

Sirius froze, stuck between himself and his father. No matter how much Sirius said he hated him, he knew he loved his father and always would no matter what. But the things his father said...they hurt him. Sirius took in a deep breath. "Fine, i'll go to Hogwarts -- anything to get out of this crapshoot."

"Sirius!"

"Sorry, mum." Sirius murmured as he saw her walk into the kitchen. He suddenly felt very drained, and he just wanted to go upstairs and sleep. His anger was gone. But his mother wasn't.

"Sirius, tonight you've disgraced our entire family. How dare you act like that?! What on earth has gotten into you, Sirius?!"

"I...I dunno, mum. I'm really sorry."

"Walburga, he's going to Hogwarts." his father told Sirius' mum.

She nodded, her expression suddenly softening. "Good...I expect we'll have to wake up early tomorrow to buy all the supplies. Go to bed now, Sirius." This time he didn't object, but gladly left the room.

"I need to talk to you, Walburga." Sirius heard his father sigh as he left. "That boy is getting to be just too much..."

Sirius headed up the stairs to his room, trying as hard as he could not to think about the argument that had just taken place, telling himself he needed to go to sleep, but it was no use.

You are no son of mine...

A little OOC for Sirius, I think. Next chapter's better, get ready to meet the others! Again, please review!