Okay, so this is another short Drabble about Sirius thoughts about being abused. I know i maybe exaggerated the extent of abuse slightly but in my opinion this is what I thought Sirius life was like. A huge thanks to my best friend Justcaz who reads all my stories and provides supportive comments and criticism about them. Enjoy!
They had disowned him. Ditched him. Blasted him off the family tree and Sirius didn't understand why. Why he got stuck with the worst family. Why every night he when most parents were tucking their children in bed, he was continuously being subjected to the cruciartus curse for being friends with a Blood Traitor. Why his parents didn't understand that everybody was equal. Should he even call them his family? Apart from blood they were nothing alike. A family was meant to care and love but all he found in his was hatred. No, his true family were his friends: James, Remus and Peter. It didn't that they were a group of misfits put together nor that each of them had dark secrets. All that mattered is that they stayed together because when they were united they weren't just Remus, Sirius, James and Peter. No, they were Padfoot, Prongs, Moony and Wormtail, the Marauders, Pranking Masters of Hogwarts. From that moment Sirius knew everything was going to be Ok.
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