So no one on this site is the amazing Authoress of Harry Potter, not even me. All writes (it's pun guys, not a spelling mistake) go to her.


Chapter 1: The First Time

The first time Sirius Orion Black attended Hogwarts he was sorted into Slytherin just like every other pureblood heir of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black had been sorted for a hundred generations. He let little Severus Snape, with his hand me down robes, trail after him and he made friends with Lucius Malfoy. He learned terrible, dark curses on the holidays from his favorite cousin, Bella, and when he was sixteen Sirius was given the honor of taking the Dark Lords mark beside her.

The first time Sirius Black attended Hogwarts he was a bully who picked on his cousin, a shy Hufflepuff named James Potter, and who got into fights with the tiny, fierce leader of Gryffindor, Peter Pettigrew. He was a coward who convinced a surly Ravenclaw to join the Dark Lord and then abandoned that dark, dangerous boy when he learned he was a werewolf. Sirius Black, not Bellatrix Black, was the Dark Lord's favorite that first time around and the cruel boy reveled in it. He rested securely in a cocoon of his family's praise and the bone-deep certainty that he was just a little bit better than everyone else.

That should have been the life of Sirius Orion Black. A life where Lord Voldemort won and muggles died screaming. It would have been, except for Lily Evans. For the one undeniable fact, about the strange, looped existence of the four boys who would come to call themselves The Marauders, was that James Potter loved Lily Evans. He loved her fiercely, deeply, and as naturally as he breathed. Even back when he was an unassuming, stuttering Hufflepuff who shoved a girl, who he'd never had the courage to say hello to, out of the way of a portkey and ended up in the cells beneath Riddle Manor.

The first summer after Sirius Black graduated Hogwarts he discovered the sound of his shy cousin screaming from the Cruciatus curse made him want to puke. He learned, too late, that he didn't hate unassuming Jamie Potter quite as much as he thought. In a small forgotten corner of his heart, Sirius realized he admired his cousin's loyalty. The boy begged and pleaded, he wept and screamed, but he refused to join the Dark Lord.

It took a desperate meeting with Gryffindor's golden boy and a hefty bribe to the bitter werewolf who guarded the cells but, together, Sirius Orion Black, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin tried to smuggle a stubborn Hufflepuff named James Potter out from beneath the Dark Lords nose. They made it to the foreboding gate at the end of the Manor's long drive but Severus Snape saw their shape under the waxing moon and raised the alarm.

In the end, all four boys died screaming.


Next Week: The Second Sorting of James Potter

This is plot bunny that won't go away...it's about halfway done. I'm thinking 5 chapters (unless it completely gets away from me) with a different "life" each time. Ideally, everyone will become more canon as time goes on...we'll see if I can actually pull that magic off.