Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Harry Potter, it belongs to JK Rowling. I also do not own anything to do with the artist Sia's album 'Some People Have Real Problems' (2008), such as lyrics and song titles.

A/N: This is an entry for Jack's Albumfic Challenge, which is posted on the Twin Exchange forums. Basically I picked a pairing and then randomly selected an album. This fic will be a thirteen chapter long fic based on 'Some People Have Real Problems' by Sia. Each chapter is based on a song from the album. The pairing is Remus/Sirius, so WARNING: SLASH! I hope people enjoy, do review and let me know what you think :)

Thank you to rileypotter17 for being an excellent beta! :D

Song: 'Little Black Sandals' by Sia - watch?v=VqECtOAaAY0&feature=relmfu

Chapter 1

Little Black Sandals

'So I shout
I wanna get away from you
As fast as I can
I tell my feet to move it
I hope they have a plan'

Sirius was yawning when the realisation hit him. He was free. He hadn't really considered the implications of leaving home; he'd been too busy at the Potters'. But suddenly, in the back of Mr Potter's car, the knowledge that he was free from the tyrannical rule of Orion Black was finally sinking in.

The car rattled as Mr Potter drove over a speed bump and Sirius listened to James' sonorous snores cutting across the sound of the radio. He leaned his head against the window and stared at the tarmac as the car raced towards Kings Cross Station. Muggles really did have some ingenious inventions! When he first stayed at the Potters' house, Sirius had been completely baffled that a pureblood wizard like Mr Potter would choose to travel the muggle way. But Mr Potter had jovially explained that: "wizard travel just doesn't have the same adrenaline rush!" Sirius supposed that James got his thrill-seeking behaviour from Mr Potters' side.

Thinking of James, Sirius' mind turned to his other best friend Remus. Sirius sighed. Remus had been on his mind a lot this summer and Sirius hadn't been thinking about him in a strictly friendly capacity. Generally speaking, one doesn't dream about snogging their best friend senseless. This attraction to Remus had started in their fifth year and at the time Sirius had been so horrified at the idea he might be gay, he went and lost his virginity to the first girl he saw.

That had not gone well at all. Francesca Willoughby was a muggleborn friend of Lily Evans' and also happened to be the most horrendous gossip. The information had filtered down to Regulus, who had written to their parents and the result was that Sirius spent the summer locked in his room as punishment for fraternising with a mudblood. But now, Sirius was the heir to his Uncle Alphard's fortune and emancipated from his vile family. Sirius, eldest son of the most ancient and noble house of Black, was now free to be as gay as he damn well liked.

Sirius shivered as an image of his father crept into his head. Despite the man having no more control over him, his father's giant figure still seemed to loom over Sirius every time he thought about Remus. He supposed it had to do with the circumstances in which he had run away from his parents' house.

"You will meet with her!" Walburga Black screeched.

"Mother, I don't want an arranged marriage!" Sirius huffed, folding his arms over his Gryffindor t-shirt.

"Don't call me that, you ungrateful brat! You are no son of mine!"

"I wish," He muttered, not in the least bit shocked as the palm of his mother's hand whipped across his cheek.

"A disgrace! Filthy blood traitor! Orion come and discipline this brat!" Walburga shrieked before storming off to coo over Regulus who sat in the dining room eating his breakfast.

Sirius hunched his shoulders, trying to making himself as small as possible in front of his father. Orion Black was a tall imposing figure, all broad shoulders and strong arms. Sirius cringed as he felt a large hand fall heavily on his shoulder and steer him painfully into the kitchen. He stared at his father's shining black shoes rather than look up at the man.

"The house of Black has arranged their children's marriages for centuries, why would this change because of a snot-nosed little blood traitor?" Hissed Orion.

Sirius shrugged his shoulders.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you!" His father snapped.

Sirius swallowed and looked up at the taller man and into his eyes that smouldered dangerously like burning coals.

"While you are under my roof, my word is law."

"Then I'll leave!" Sirius replied venomously.

His mother's stinging slap felt like a tickle in comparison to the heavy blow Orion administered to the side of Sirius' head. The kitchen floor seemed to blur and wobble as his eyes tried to right themselves. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't put the imperious curse on you and marry you to a damn woman right now?" Orion spat.

Maybe it was the blow to the head or maybe he'd just had enough, but Sirius opened his mouth and gave one incredibly good reason.

"Because I'm fucking GAY!" Sirius roared, shoving his father in the chest and storming out of the kitchen. The silence in the house was very short-lived and was broken by the angry shouts of his parents as he made a dash for the front door.

Sirius had walked for a few miles in no particular direction, simply letting his feet take him away from the hell-hole he had called his home for the past 16 years. He had started to believe that perhaps his feet had more sense than his brain did. Lily was always screeching at him and James that they thought with their trousers, but Sirius thought that he was more likely to think with his feet. They had saved him from a life of being clubbed repeatedly around the head for being a Gryffindor, or most likely meeting a rather convenient 'accidental' death after revealing his sexuality to his parents.

All he knew was that he was unbelievably relieved to have finally broken away from his family. But it was still difficult to shrug off a childhood's worth of hero-worshipping Orion Black. In a strange way he almost missed him... he shook his head, he was being ridiculous; there was no way he could miss that bully.

Sirius ran a hand through his glossy black hair that fell to half-way down his neck. Well he was rich, going into his last year of school, and had a great group of friends. What was there to worry about? Other than today being the day he would confess his love to Remus.

Shit, shit, shit... this was going to go horribly wrong, he just knew it. Maybe he wasn't gay, maybe it was just a phase or something. Sirius thought of girls in bikinis posing provocatively and wondered why breasts were meant to be so attractive. Then he thought of the disgusting virginity-losing experience. Nope, he was definitely gay.

Today was the day.

Sirius would tell Remus on the Hogwarts' express when Peter went to raid the food trolley and James to go to his Head Boy meeting. He literally could not stand to watch Remus undress for bed in the dorms one more time without exploding and screaming his feelings at him. It had to be today.

Finally, Sirius was free to pursue who he wanted without fearing his parents' wrath. The only issue left was whether Remus would want him back.

Sirius' stomach clenched unpleasantly as Mr Potter pulled into the car park outside Kings' Cross Station. This was it and he had no idea what he was going to say to Remus. Sirius smiled wryly to himself; maybe his feet would have an idea.

'So now I'm free
Free
From the big bad giant
Who was stalking me
Thank you feet, for guiding me
I'm glad somehow I got brains down there, at least'

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