A/N: This is my first fanfiction -_-v. I am really sorry if there is any grammartical error or a bad use of English. A very big thank you to imSiriuslyLupin4you for proof reading it -3-. Hope you enjoy ^_^ !

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter.

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Sirius Orion Black was the perfect man for every woman.

He was young, rich, handsome, and single. Hell, he even attracted a great number of men. He lived in a large house, 12 Grimmauld Place, with only his butler, one maid and one Chef for company.

Sirius came from one of the more ancient, and definitely one of the nobler in He had enough money to live comfortably for the rest of his life, without lifting a single finger. Never spending his money on anything but food, bills and his servant's wages, helped. Though he would often indulge himself by investing in new businesses.

His family consisted of himself and his black dog, Padfoot. The only person Sirius let into his heart was the big lovable dog. He never considered settling himself or making a committed relationship, like marriage, although there were dozens of women, and even a few men, who were more than willing. Sirius never felt as if those potential others were the right ones for him to spend the rest of his life with, so his relationships never lasted more than a month… a month and a half at most.

Sirius led a very routine life. He would wake up, eat breakfast, work, eat lunch, work, walk Padfoot, work, eat supper, work, shower and go to sleep… and if he couldn't sleep, then he would just work some more. Everybody who knew Sirius thought that he was workaholic, and Sirius didn't deny it. He loved his daily routine, and had no desire to change it.

Sirius considered himself a very happy man, and he considered the life he lived a very happy life.

Until one morning when everything changed.

"M- Master Black?" Sirius looked up from his work with a raised eyebrow.

"There's… um… There is somebody at the door who wishes to see you." Sioned, in her maid uniform looked uneasy, quickly alarming Sirius. Sioned had never looked as uncomfortable as she was now.

For the past five years of working for Sirius, Sioned never failed to knock on his door and inform him politely that there was a guest waiting. The timing was odd too. Sirius usually had his guests visit in the afternoon, but judging by Sirius' watch it was still quite early in the morning.

"They said they wanted to see you." Sioned mumbled, refusing to make eye contact with her employer.

"They said it was important, sir." The ginger haired women added while fidgeting nervously. Once again, her actions surprised Sirius,

"Where are they now?" He asked, pushing his work to one side of the desk.

"They are still waiting in the front door, sir."

Sirius stood up and passed by Sioned. "I'll speak to them over breakfast. Be a dear and set out a few more places at the table. Ta Love."

Sioned nodded silently and watched Sirius walk down the corridor. She sighed and ran her hand through her long hair nervously. She honestly didn't want to see her employer's reaction when he met his guests.

Sirius blinked in confusion, trying to figure out whether the image in front of him was real or not. Perhaps Chef had put some strange herb in his tea last night and he was hallucinating. Sirius blinked again but the sight in front of him still just did not disappear. Was this really for real? He decided that he must be hallucinating… why else would there be three children standing in front of him?

There were three of them, and all were different ages. The tallest, and obviously oldest, one was slim, and much too skinny for a boy his age. His boyish face was sweet, pale, and contrasted greatly with his dark blonde, almost brown, hair. He stood in between the other two, clasping their hands in both of his, and staring up at Sirius with large, fearful Amber eyes. The boy bit his pink bottom lip revealing his nervousness. He seemed to be the only one out of the three children who looked scared.

At the boy's left hand stood another boy, who was obviously much younger than the first one and positively minuscule. He looked about three or four and had black hair and grey eyes like Sirius, and also someone else who Sirius knew very well. This boy was gawking at him and his mouth gaping open, mouthing the word 'wow'.

On the other side there was a little girl, who looked rather like a boy. Judging by her clothes and short haircut (which was shorter than the little boy's) this girl was positively tomboyish… Yet it suited her perfectly. Her features were the same as the little boy's, and they were obviously siblings. The girl glared at Sirius as if he was some sort of irritation.

Sirius cleared his throat and the taller boy squirmed uncomfortably where he stood. Out of the corner of his eye, Sirius saw the girl squeeze the tall boy's hand as if she was trying to comfort him and ease his nervousness. The other small boy still stared at him with wide, and for some reason hopeful eyes.

"So, Children… what is your business with me in this lovely morning?" Sirius asked, sarcasm marring his polite tone.

"Surely don't just knock randomly on stranger's doors asking for sweets, since its ages away from Halloween." As he spoke his annoyance became clearer with every word. Perfectly good Working time was being wasted because of these three children.

The oldest boy as if he were about to faint with nervousness. He detached his hand from the girls and wiped it on his pant leg as he started to speak. "We are… umm…"

The girl sighed in irritation and decided to do the talking instead. "Listen Old Man… from now on, we will be living in this big ugly house with you, whether you like it or not. So there." And with that she handed him a letter from her coat pocket before turning to look at the taller boy, who was frowning down at her.

She shrugged innocently, "What, Rem? By the time you finished that bloody sentence, he probably would have died from old age!"

"Be nice to him!" The oldest boy, 'Rem' evidently, hissed. "Since we might be living with him now, you might as well act polite!"

The girl rolled her eyes, and muttered 'sorry' before looking back at Sirius.

Sirius noticed none of this conversation. His whole system seemed to have shut down ever since the girl told him that her and her companions were to be living with him. This had to be some sort of a joke… As if in a trance, Sirius took the white envelope from the girl's hand, and noticed that it was addressed to him, and that his brother had written it.

Sirius,

By the time you have finished reading this letter, I will probably have already left this world. As you may know, I've suffered from leukemia for the past two years, and I know that I don't have much time left… So I would like to ask a favour, Dear Brother. I've never asked the time from a clock, so this will be my first and last request.

Please adopt my children, Sirius.

You're their only living relative, and I trust you. Rebecca, my wife, died in car accident five years ago. I cannot leave the children to Rebecca's family, as they disowned her just like our parents disowned me.

I will understand completely if you do not want to forgive me for all I have done, and I will not ask you to. All I ask from you is to take in my three children and treat them as your own. I don't care if you're furious with me and curse my soul, but I beg you… Brother, please make sure that no harm comes to my children.

This is all I ask.

Your Brother,

RegulusArcturus Black.

Sirius frowned as he always did every time he thought of Regulus. His younger traitor of a brother had eloped with that lowly French girl. Their Parents had been so furious that they disowned Regulus like Rebecca's Parents had disowned her.

Served them right...

Sirius was furious… he was so bloody fucking furious with his brother. But his reason was not the same as his parents. Sirius was angry because Regulus had left him.

They used to promise each other that they would be there for one another. They used to say that when Sirius graduated from University and was able to manage one of the family's businesses, the two brothers would rebel against their parents and finally live their life as their own and not like slaves.

But Regulus had betrayed him and ran away with that girl, leaving Sirius to live the life that his parents expected from him. Sirius never heard of Regulus again until two years ago when The Letter had arrived, informing Sirius about his younger brother's death. He had grieved Regulus' death… sobbing and screaming his name, moaning at the lost of his little brother. But he had yet to truly forgive him. Even at this moment, somewhere in his mind Sirius still felt the sting of betrayal.

"I see no reason why I should adopt you three." Sirius said coldly.

The smaller boy gasped, the girl cursed quietly and the oldest boy seemed surprised. "But… but Papa said dat you'we da onwy one who can take cawe of us…" the petite boy said, almost pleading.

Sirius ignored the boy and carried on speaking. "My Brother, your Father, has been dead for two years now… where were you during all this time? And why did you just now decide to show up?"

"We were at the orphanage." This time the taller boy spoke. Sirius had to strain his ears to hear. The boy's voice was so soft that it was almost like a whisper. Sirius turned to glare the boy who winced and lowered his head down to avoid an eyes contact.

"We been living at the orphanage for the past two years… until they decided to kick us out."

"Why would they do that?" Sirius asked suspiciously.

"They said dat Wemus is too owuld." The little boy answered, squeezing the older boy's hand. Sirius looked at the 'Wemus', and found that the boy's face was pale and his eyes were filled with worry.

"I'm eighteen years old, sir." The oldest boy said in a voice so soft that Sirius had to lean in a little to hear it. "I'm in my last year of school and I'll be in university next year… They said that eighteen is too old to be in the orphanage… and I'd have to leave next year anyway."

Sirius nodded. "That explained a lot… but tell me, why are your looks different from another two?" He heard a gasp from the girl as if he had said something outrageous and forbidden.

The blonde boy bit his lower lip and closed his eyes. "I was adopted, sir." His answer was polite, yet it was full of anguish. To lose your parents twice must have been unbearably harsh for the boy. He was only eighteen for God's sake! Sirius could not even begin to imagine such life… to lose somebody who he loved and look his siblings... This boy was tough. At least this explained why he looked so different from the other two, who were probably Regulus' biological children.

Sirius felt guilty when the boy looked up with watery eyes as if he could burst out crying in any second. He wanted to say something but could not find his voice.

The blonde boy took that opportunity to speak in a pleading tone. He gathered up his courage to look into Sirius' eyes while he spoke. "I'll understand if you don't want to adopt a non-blood-related child… especially since I'm as old as I am. So I am willing to go back to the orphanage if you want me to, sir. But please look after this two. You are their Uncle."

Sirius stood frozen for a moment, unable to do anything. This boy was begging him, sacrificing himself for the sake of the other two. He felt a sharp pain running in his heart as if someone had stabbed it with a dull knife. The blonde boy looked so fragile, and vulnerable. Somewhere in his mind, Sirius felt a desire to protect him… he wanted to embrace the boy and hold him close, and whisper comforting into his ear.

"And what are you going to do after you return to that place?" Sirius asked coldly.

"My school is a boarding school, so I won't be at the orphanage often. I'll finish all my A-Level exams, get a job during summer to save money for university. Once I get a place in the uni, I'll leave the orphanage and stay in the university's dormitory." This was Remus' plan if Sirius did refuse to adopt him, at least Ro and Rom would have a home.

"And after that?"

Remus' face paled, as if he could go any paler. He had no idea what he would do after he graduate, what would he do? Where would he go? But before the blonde haired boy could open his mouth to answer, Ro had cut him off, patience gone.

"Jeez! Why are you so nosy Old Man? If you're going to send Remus away do it, but don't ask him question as if you're bloody care for him!"

Sirius was taken aback. Nobody, apart from his family, had ever snapped at him before. He was too shocked to notice that the petite boy had started to cry.

"Wemus can't stay?" The boy burst into loud sobs, so loud in fact that a great number of nosy neighbors came out to see what was going on.

"Romulus!" The oldest boy went to hold the boy up against his chest, but Ro grabbed his thin arm, shaking her head. When Remus raised an eyebrow, looking worried, she only returned a grin full of mischief.

Sirius, on the other hand, was panicking. He was caught completely off guard when the boy exploded into tears. Sirius had never ever met anyone this young and had never seen anyone cry this hard… he had no idea what to do. Even Regulus hadn't cried this hard. The older man turned to the other two, eyes pleading for help but the girl just shook her head with a smirk, while Remus bowed his head, avoiding an eye contact.

"You made Rom cry, you gotta fix it Old Man."

'Evil…' Sirius scowled at the girl and she smirked at him. With no option left, Sirius kneeled down so that he was the same height as the crying boy.

"Hey," he said in the softest voice he could manage "Don't cry, alright?"

"You won't wet Wemus stay! You won't wet him stay! I want Wemus to stay!" Out of the corner of his eye, Sirius saw his neighbors whispering to each other and glaring at him.

"I want Wemus to stay!" Arghhhhhh! Will this boy ever shut up?

Sirius growled like his dog Padfoot, which only made the tiny boy wince and cry even harder. He could feel that Hellish little girl smirking behind him.

"Pweeeeeease! Wet Wemus stay!" Sirius sigh in defeat, there is no way he could get this boy to shut up unless he allowed Remus to stay. Which was oddly alluring.

"Okay, fine! He can stay. All of you can stay!" Once he finished speaking, that evil girl, presumably Ro, rushed towards the crying boy and picked him up, handing him to Remus.

"You could have just done that in the first place, Old Man." She clicked her tongue just when Sioned appeared, announcing that lunch was ready.

"Tell Chopin to come and take the children's luggage, and put them in the guest room." The Maid nodded before disappeared to fetch the butler leaving Sirius alone with the children again.

"Alright then, shall we go?" All of them nodded and Sirius led them into the dining room, thinking how his life had suddenly changed morning.

Oh God, what had he done? What have he done to deserve these children? Sirius now considered himself an unhappy man and the life he lived an unhappy life.

A/N: I'm sorry if you found the story boring T_T. R&R is appreciate :D