Disclaimer: I can assure you, I'm not JK Rowling and I think that after you read this, you'll agree with me…
No envy. No fear.
A mantra. Something to be repeated on cold nights in your rich silk bed covers which your skinny body can never warm fully.
No envy. No fear.
Don't forget. Can't forget. Ever, ever, ever, ever. Never.
No envy. No fear.
No envy. You're better than the others. Those that live and love. You are better than them. They are inferior. And so, not worth envying. The Potters. The Longbottoms. Blood traitors. Inferior. Not worthy of your envy.
No envy. No fear.
No fear. You are a Black. Unafraid. Fear is weakness. You must be strong. Strong and unafraid. No weaknesses. None.
No envy. No fear.
And no love. No affection. No friendship. No loyalty. Except to family. Loyalty to family and the rest can burn.
No envy. No fear.
Reserved. Restrained. Understated. Disdainful. Superior. You are superior.
No envy. No fear.
Everything you hate about your family. In four chanted words. Short, sharp. How fitting.
No envy. No fear.
No. You will rebel. Against these words. You will live and love and be unreservedly delighted by tiny things and you will not bend to their will.
Because you are a Black. And Blacks do not follow orders.
AN: written for the Playlist Challenge and ok, completely unrelated to the song - sorry! I couldn't think of anything that related to the song lyrics so I decided to write something based on the title. This is, of course, Sirius in the fic. Hope you liked it. Please leave a review! :)