My first multi-chapter story. I am so nervous.
I AM NOT JK ROWLING AND THOSE CHARACTERS CLEARLY DO NOT BELONG TO ME.
Seven evenings with the Blacks
Chapter One – The First Time
It was a very quiet evening at the 12 Grimmuald Place. It seemed to be a normal winter evening. Kreacher was polishing the china while the whole family was sitting in the living room. The sounds of the snowstorm seemed to be a mere silent whispers. But there was nothing ordinary about this evening. Walburga's lips formed thin ominous line. Orion hadn't looked at his older son even once since the Hogwarts' Express had arrived at the King's Cross station. Looking up to his parents, Regulus treated Sirius with the same disdain.
'I just - ' Sirius started but was quickly interrupted.
'A disgrace.' Walburga hissed. 'A disgrace. Humiliation to our whole family.'
Sirius' cheeks reddened but it wasn't a humiliation or guilt that he felt. It was anger. Pure anger he had been growing inside for months since The Sorting Ceremony when his parents had started completely hating him.
But his mother went on talking. Her voice was cold as ice cubes. 'Do you have any idea how embarassing it was in front of our whole family? A Black in Gryffindor with those – Mudbloods.' His mother's body shivered. 'You are sharing the Dorm with them. You sit at the same table with them. And now you are here in our house -'
Walburga continued her bitter speech encouraged by her husband nodding but their older child couldn't listen to this. He closed his eyes and hid in his invisible shell. He knew it was coming. His parents hadn't spoken to him since the Sorting. Although he had been expecting that long speech coming he hadn't been prepared. He didn't understand. He was just a child after all.
Opening his eyes he looked through the window. Beautiful snowy evening.
Sirius jumped as he heard a loud crack.
'Are you listening to me?' his mother asked. Her eyes were filled with so much hatred that Sirius couldn't bare.
'No.' he replied. 'Nor have I any intention to listen to you. I can choose my friends on my own.'
There was the moment of scilence when Walburga was completely speechless and no one moved. Suddenly Orion stood up and slapped Sirius right across his face.
'First of all tou are talking to your mother. Second of all under my roof you are going to make friends with the people we accept.' roared Orion.
Sirius' cheeks were burning from humiliation and pain. He covered it with his hand, blinked away the tears and said 'We will see.'
Before anyone could understand what had just happened Sirius was in the middle on his way to the stairs.
He was running as fast as he could to escape the chaos in there. He heard furniture creaks on the floor, screams and steps but he didn't care about any of it. He only wished he couldn't run faster.
Sirius shut the door and collapsed onto his bed. For the first time in his life he felt betrayed and lonely.
Author's note
The main plot is ready but I'd like to take my time for writing so I cannot promise you that I will be uploading regularly. I haven't written Chapter Two. Just stay tuned.
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