The New Black

Written by: Adventure-Seeking-Juliet

When: Listening to music, and being contemplative.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Harry Potter, as is fairly obvious seeing as this story is AU. If I owned the rights to it, which I don't, I would have written it like this in the first place...kinda.

A/N AU. Sirius Black lived, and managed to save Remus and Tonks Lupin at the Battle of Hogwarts, now ten years later he gets some unexpected news, he has to raise his grandson, who he had no idea existed. Other AU changes include James Sirius Potter being the same age as Teddy. I'm not sure how to explain this logically, besides changing the year of Teddy's birth. The dates probably won't match up, but please over look that fact, and enjoy it. :)

Chapter 1- Expect the Unexpected

A short and precise knock sounded on the door of 12 Grimmauld Place at exactly eight p.m. Sirius Black heaved a sigh, he was not looking forward to this particular visit.

Earlier that morning, Sirius had recieved an owl from the ministry, informing him that they would be bringing by a newly found relative of the Black family at promptly eight that night.

Sirius didn't bother to straighten up his home for their arrival, it was probably another pure-blood fanatic he'd have to put up with as a 'relative', Merlin knows putting up with the Malfoy's was bad enough.

There was another knock at the door, this one decidedly less patient than the last one.

With yet another sigh, Sirius opened the door.

Three people stood in the doorway. Sirius recognized two of them as members of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. The third person was much more interesting. It was a young boy, maybe about Hogwarts age, dressed in muggle clothing, with a band t-shirt Sirius didn't recognize, baggy jeans, and deep red converse shoes.

That gave Sirius at least some hope, he was pretty sure a pure-blood fanatic wouldn't wear muggle clothing.

Finally one of the ministry employee's spoke," Mr. Black, this is the young man we contacted you about this morning, Alan MacDough."

Sirius nodded absently, still studying the kid. He was of average height, with looks oddly similar to Sirius's own. He had the'Black family good looks', with intense gray eyes, mostly shielded by his long, dark hair, and a slightly arrogant composure.

When Sirius said nothing, the man continued," Do you mind if we come in, this might be a rather long conversation."

Alan rolled his eyes, and mumbled something along the lines of," I'd rather not."

Sirius smirked slightly, amused at Alan's obvious dislike for being here, but the kid was ignored by his escorts, and promptly ushered inside.

" Feel free to have a look around," Sirius told Alan. The latter didn't have to be told twice, he instantly made his way to the staircase.

Meanwhile, Sirius addressed the ministry men," So who is the kid?"

The older one replied," Mr. Black, this might come as a shock to you, but Mr. MacDough is your grandson."

" I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure in order to have a grandson, you have to have a son first," Sirius chuckled.

The younger wizard cleared his throat," Do you remember a woman by the name of Helena MacDough, Mr. Black?"

Sirius froze. Shit. She couldn't of...

He cleared his throat," Oh yeah...I met her once, years ago."

"Indeed," the younger one commented," Well, I believe you did a bit more than meet her, did you not?"

" Well..a little bit more, yes," Sirius admitted, coolly.

"Yes, well, your meeting with Helena MacDough resulted in a child. Your illegitimate son, actually."

Sirius frowned," I had a son? How-"

" Miss MacDough gave birth to a son, Connor Sirius MacDough, roughly about eight months after your imprisonment in Azkaban. It seems she didn't want anyone to know her son was the child of an alleged murderer, because she never told anyone the truth."

"That we know of," the older ministry wizard added.

"Well what happend to her? To..my son?" Sirius demanded, still trying to take in the gravity of the situation.

The older one spoke again," Miss MacDough married about five years after the birth of your son, to a wizard by the name of Eucerin Burke. Three years later, Helena Burke was killed in a magical accident that we are not at liberty to discuss with you."

Sirius ground his teeth together, " Then tell me what you are at liberty to discuss with me."

"R-right," the younger one stuttered," Mr. Burke raised your son until his death when Connor was seventeen. He inherited a fairly large amount of money that sustained him through school."

The man paused.

"Well?" Sirius prodded.

" Connor apparently fell in love with Macadrian Blishwick, a young witch he attended school with. They were married shortly after finishing school, five years before the end of the most recent war. During the war, both of them remained elusive, and Alan Eucerin MacDough was born in the winter of 1997."

Sirius sighed, not liking where this was going," What happened to Connor and Macadrian?"

" In 1999, Macadrian MacDough nee Blishwick, went missing. She wasn't found until two years ago. As it turns out, she was attacked by a rogue vampire, and had become one herself. Alan's father was killed by another vampire, upon trying to convince her to return."

Sirius began to pace subconsciously," Ah, so he is an orphan."

They both nodded," While trying to trace his lineage, to find a suitable guardian, we discovered about Helena's relationship with you. All blood tests were positive in showing that you are Alan MacDough's paternal grandfather."

"And his legal guardian," Sirius inferred.

"Well," the older ministry wizard sounded hesitant," if you agree to be. We can always place Mr. MacDough back in foster care."

Sirius appeared astounded," Why the bloody Hell would I leave my grandson in foster care, when I'm perfectly capable of raising him? If this is about my..past history-"

The younger man cleared his throat," No sir, it's about his."

Sirius broke out into manic laughter," He's what-ten years old? What kind of 'past history' could he have?"

" Mr. MacDough has had...incidents while being in foster care. He's had about seven different homes in the past two years, all of them returned him to the care of the ministry based on rebelliousness, a disregard for their rules, and countless pranks and stunts."

Sirius grinned," I think I'm going to like this kid-"

At that moment there was a loud bang from a floor above, and the floor shook, causing dust to fall from the rafters above.

The two ministry wizards shared a look," We must be going now, Mr. Black. Good luck."

The first one exited, but the older one paused momentarily," If I were you, I'd expect the unexpected, Mr. Black."

As if on cue, another ominous bang echoed through 12 Grimmauld Place.

A/N Not the best beginning ever, but please give it a chance, and review!