Am so happy, finally it's Christmas break, just chilling and read ff the entire break, looking forward to my birthday present the 1st January:)

Here's next part, hope you guys enjoy it,

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"Sirius! Sirius wait! If mum..."

"Mum? Come on Reg. You're so boring. I just want to have some fun." Both brothers were out an afternoon. Sirius had gotten an idea of playing a prank on their mother.

"Sirius, she won't like it!" Sirius just laughed. At that time, he hadn't known what his defiant games really meant.

When he started Hogwarts, he got a chance to make his own path. When the sorting hat screamed Gryffindor, the whole wizard community choked. A Black? In Gryffindor? For the first time ever, someone from the noble and most ancient house of Black got into a house but Slytherin. At home, the only one seeing him as a member of the family was Regulus. He was the only one who stood on Sirius's side.

"Sirius, they will get over it", he had written in one of his letters. "I don't care about what they wrote. Both you and I know that you're the heir, so don't worry. Don't be cocky; don't speak against mother and father..." The sentence about the heir touched Sirius in a bad way. He didn't care about to be inheriting the family's fortune. It was just a title. Despite that, the letters were good to Sirius. Regulus was like an extra-mother, at that time. He would always tell to Sirius to do this and that. He didn't understand that Sirius didn't want to live so rigid, prejudiced or boring.

In the beginning Sirius didn't understand what his spite and stubbornness would mean to Regulus. Before Sirius went to Hogwarts, they both wanted to change the name Black, be rebels and break the prejudiced world they had lived in. Everything had been good. Their parents let them be, until Sirius broke the obligatory tradition and chose another boarding home. The pressure they laid on Regulus changed him with time. In his letters it didn't show, but at home his parents convinced him that Sirius had disgraced the family and hung out with trash, not worthy the wizard world's self-crowned royalties.

When summer came and Sirius got home from the boarding-school he met Regulus who acted different in present of their parents. He held his head high and looked down on people who didn't come from old, rich wizard families. And exactly like his parents he called witches and wizards, who came from muggle families for mudbloods. Sirius got furious about how he used such a disgusting term and took first opportunity to talk with him.

"Regulus, what are you up to?"

"Up to? Sirius, I am regaining the family's pride."

"Pride? You discriminate people for things they can't control."

"Sirius", said Regulus with a tone to a five-year old. "Mother and father have told me that you hang out with half-bloods and ..." Regulus couldn't continue. The look Sirius had given him destroyed his learnt speech and face. Suddenly he became old Reg again.

"Sirius, you don't understand. You left me, and after the sorting, everything changed. Mum became totally crazy, dad too, even if it's mum who shouts. They almost brainwashed me about how dirty people without magic are, that they have non-pure blood. How these muggles are a lower race. They do exactly everything you told me they'll do. But Sirius, I'm not as brave as you. I won't become a Gryffindor." He bowed his head as if he was waiting for an scolding.

"Reg, it's not about boarding homes. Get into Slytherin, if you want. Sure, everyone makes such a big thing out of the houses, but I want your values to be fair, good and not prejudiced." A smile spread over Regulus' face. He looked enormously reviled when he said:

"Is it true? Won't you hate me because I won't be like you? I mean think about everything you and your friends have been up to in school. You and your three marauders, who always prank people." Sirius laughed and answered:

"We have fun, and we're going to be legends, just wait. But I must warn you. Most of our jokes are on Slytherins. But only the arrogant and the prejudiced, of course." Sirius radiated such honestly that Regulus looked a little scared, until Sirius started to laugh and then Regulus couldn't help but to laugh too.

The rest of the summer they joked, mainly Sirius, with their parents and relatives. Since the Black family was powerful in the community, they always had special families on visit. Sirius and Regulus always came up with pranks at these occasions, especially they pranked a boy called Lucius Malfoy. Sirius had told Regulus that the Malfoy boy was an older Slytherin student, who thought that the world existed only for him. Reg came up with the brilliant idea to change Malfoy's blond hair to pink. After their little joke, Lucius was always suspicious of them and didn't come to visit so often. Sirius' parents immediately blamed Sirius, for what they thought was a stupid mischief. He understood immediately what his punishment would be, so when Regulus tried to tell them that everything was his idea, Sirius tried to make him quiet by glancing at him and shouting curses.

As soon as their parents left the two brothers, Regulus rushed down to the basement, where Sirius was locked up, because he had embarrassed his parents. Regulus apologized, until Sirius had enough and told him to shut up. Regulus asked why Sirius hadn't told him that it was him, Reg, who had come up with the idea and partly performed the joke.

"Because you're the perfect son. They expect such things from me. I can handle this. It doesn't matter that I'll sit here until school starts. But I don't want the same thing for you. You must be the perfect son of Black." Sirius used a painful voice. But with a lighter tone, almost amused, he added "Though I must say that you're free to come up with such ideas again. Reg, even if you're mother's and father's good boy, don't forget how much fun we had." Regulus probably didn't understand what he meant, at that moment, but after a few years he understood the meaning.


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