Chapter 1:
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" Mum, I really do think that my tie is straight enough." A pleading Sirius stammered.
"If I don't go soon ill miss the train. Would you want to be the reason I did not get a wizzarding education? It will be all your fault if I am stuck here and have to live like a muggle…on the streets, all because I missed the train."
At the idea of her son having anything to do with muggles, she stopped. Followed closely by a quick slap on the cheek.
"Don't you let me ever catch you talking of living like a muggle! Now go before you miss the train." His mother replied holding back the tears. A Black could NEVER cry in a public place like this, with all these people watching! " And Sirius, do the Blacks honor."
Finally free of this overbearing mothers grasp Sirius headed on the train. All the while wondering whom he would sit with. If worst came to worse he would sit with Bella. He shuddered at the thought, he would rather sit alone than with that insufferable brat. He liked his last idea better. Toward the back of the train he found one compartment occupied by a scrawny looking boy about his own age. He was all wrapped up in a blanket and looked a bit frightened. Figuring that he could peacefully relax here, he asked if he could stay. And the boy nodded.
As the train started out of the station Sirius looked out the window, and was not at all surprised to see that his mother had fled. He knew that she was morning the separation from her son and was disheveled that her husband would not accompany them to the station. So in attempt to not show emotion in public, she had fled to the safety of her home.
Sirius was not the least bit surprised, for he knew the rules, and he knew that his father had far more important things to do than see him on some stupid train. Stupid it may be, but it was his first time, he was a first year…he could have at least said good-bye that morning. Instead his mum told Sirius that he had left early for work. But no matter that was in the past, and he had more pressing matter at hand. What house would he be sorted into?
Even in his over-imitative head he could come up with no room of discussing for what house he would be in. Hell, he was even wearing a green tie, which matched his fathers old snake cuff links. But is Slytherin where he wanted to be? Is that where is heart is? Is he as cruel as his cousin, as heartless as his father?
"STOP" he suddenly shouted aloud. Which startled his sleeping companion.
'Um…sorry…" am embarrassed Sirius commented about his outburst.
He was making his head go numb, he was not ALOWED to have these thoughts and doubts. By this point they were well into the train journey, and since he had completely awaken his compartment companion he decided to make small talk.
" Hi, I am Sirius Black," and as an afterthought he added, "…I am not crazy."
At this the other boy smiled and sheepishly nodded.
"I am Remus Lupin. A first year, how about you?"
Sirius nodded in reply, and just as he was coming up with another frivolous question the compartment door burst open. In stepped a wider boy, about their same age. He reminded Sirius of a little ball. Both Sirius and Lupin were staring up at the new arrival expectantly. And just as suddenly as he came he broke into fervent talk, making wild guessers and then left. Leaving a dumfounded Lupin and Sirius staring at each other.
Lupin was the first to recover. " Basing my beliefs on his crude motions and rushed language, I think he wants us to follow him."
Sirius smirked, nodded and stood. Lupin followed.