Disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter Characters.
On a fine August morning, a young boy sat in his room going down memory lane. This 16-year-old boy had short curly black hair and his name was Sirius Black. Sirius had a grin across his face as he remembered the past memories of running through the forest with Remus, James, and Peter. How the wind felt wonderful against his face and the exhilarating feeling of running faster than normal speed, the excitement of racing against James who is almost impossible to beat due to the fact that his animagus form is a stallion.
The memories of James and Sirius's pranks against Professor Slughorn brought a smile to Sirius's face. Like hexing his cauldron to follow him behind him and everywhere he looked it would be behind him and he could never find it. Of course they always ended up having detention, but they were together and if they weren't they had the two-way mirrors so it wouldn't be a big problem.
Another person crossed Sirius's mind and angered him. He had long greasy black hair, a hooked nose, and cold black eyes. That person was Severus "Snivelus" Snape. That git was annoying and should not even exist. Rambling on and on about "PureBloods and Mudbloods" and how they should not be in the same school. That reminded him about living in this house. "The great Black house." Disgusting. Sirius hated living in this house and his parents and how they discriminated against Half Bloods and Muggle Borns. How they supported You-Know-Who's morals.
Just that minute Sirius's father called from downstairs and he sounded angry.
"SIRIUS ARTICULUS BLACK!!!! GET DOWNSTAIRS THIS MINUTE!"
Sirius knew that this meant big trouble.
Authors Note: Cliffie! Sorry! But please review. I will try to put up the next chapter up soon. Reviews! .