Black

by lovelyhanna

A look into Sirius's life and his discoveries about himself. Written for round five of the Houses Competition.

A/N: Written for round five of the Houses competition. Anything you recognize I do not own.

House: Gryffindor

Category: Drabble

Prompt: Double Agent

Word Count 231

"You ever heard of James Bond?" my first friend – who I met at a muggle park – asked me.

That innocent question started everything. From that moment on I was obsessed. I needed to eat, breath, and live 007. And then, about a month after the question, I realized I was already 007. I was a secret agent. How was I a secret agent? Well, I was, but I wasn't.

I was a secret agent when around my family's friends.

I wasn't around mine.

I was when interacting with my parents.

But not with my friends'.

I was when I was at a gala.

Not at a fiesta.

Finally, I snapped. And something amazing happened.

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted.

At long last I, Sirius Black, was no longer a secret agent.

It couldn't last.

I was a double agent. I wasn't a double agent like Snivellus, but something less - or more depending on who you asked - dangerous.

I told Dumbledore I would keep Harry safe.

I goaded Harry into dangerous things.

I told Molly I was past being a playboy.

I shoved Remus towards the younger girls.

I convinced Mad-Eye I was against all things dark.

I pushed Hermione towards the more dangerous dark books.

I did all these things and more.

After all, I was a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

However, I was a Black first.