Sirius

Sirius had been awake for hours by the time his blasted mother told him it was time to get up and ready. Of course, he had been fully packed and ready for days now he just couldn't wait to get out of this damn house. Merlin, he hated this place. From that awful Kreacher to his bat-shit crazy Mother who never stopped spouting the Pure-blood ideals. Sirius was not a blood-snob. He wanted to judge people based on their ability not the blood that ran through their veins. If 'pure-blood' made people as crazy as his mother, then he was all for the 'mudbloods' of the world.

Sirius knew that he would miss one thing about this house and that was his little brother Regulus. He hoped that this year where Regulus would be home with just his mother and father that he wouldn't change into a blood-snob. Sirius had been working hard at making sure Regulus at least would have an open mind when he joined Sirius at Hogwarts next year. You never know he might even extend an invite to Regulus to join his friend group. Sirius knew that he would need all the friends that he could get as he was not under any circumstances going to be sorted into Slytherin, the house of his fore-fathers. He, Sirius Arcturus Black was going to break the long-held tradition of Blacks going into that house. Sirius knew that the chances that his brother wouldn't change this year while he was away were limited. Sirius had been protecting Regulus from their mother for as long and he could remember and by Merlin if he was going to let the old hag take his brother from him, if Regulus did change this year then he would just have to fix him next year when they were both at Hogwarts and away from their mother.

"Regulus, come here please, I need to talk to you." Begged Sirius when he noticed that his brother was being a little cold to him this morning. "I wish that I could take you with me this year, but I don't think that you could pass for my owl." He gently told his younger brother. There was a smirk on his face that told Regulus that he was joking with him. "I need you to stay strong while I'm away and not to let Mother get to you too much and whatever you do I need you to write me if their punishments get too bad. I will take care of it. And Regulus don't be too surprised if I don't go into Slytherin because I plan on arguing with that damn hat for everything I'm worth. I! WILL! NOT! GO! TO! SLYTHERIN!" declared Sirius. "yes Sirius, I know Sirius, so you've said Sirius, but I still say that you will end up there. You're too good at pranking to be in any other house. But I suppose that you becoming a Gryffindor isn't outside the realm of possibility as you're brave enough to stand up to Mother in my defence whenever I do something. So… I say stick it to the old Bat and argue with the hat for GRYFFINDOR! I'll miss you big brother. Just don't get caught pranking too often or they might Floo Mother, now that would be bad!" they both involuntarily shivered at the thought of what their crazy Mother might to if that were to happen.

Sirius' family left him at the entrance of the station with instructions on both how to get onto the platform (which he did listen to) and instructions to write as soon as he could with the news that he was in Slytherin (which he had no intention of doing.). As soon as he walked onto the platform he went to go place his trunk then he went to go find a seat. Sirius planned to find and make some friends so that they could collectively prank the Merlin out of Hogwarts for the next seven years. Little did he know that in the first compartment that didn't have older students in he would find a kindred spirit, someone that would change is life forever by making him a much better prankster. "Hi, my name is Sirius, mind if I sit here." "Sure." Just before Sirius sat he noticed the magical Whoopie-cushion. Sirius grabbed the cushion and was about to declare pranking war with the boy when he noticed that the boy was looking way to happy that he was caught. When Sirius demanded to know why the boy responded by saying "well… you see… my dad kinda taught be this wicked spell were the only way you could have seen that cushion is if you had used on before. And as you have used one before that would make you a prankster like me which means that we will be very good friends indeed." All Sirius could do was chuckle. Who was this kid that said they were now friends, no no this meant war and he told him so. "Well if we are going to have a prank war then you should at least know the name of the person that is going to beat you." The boy started. "My name is James Potter and I'm going to prank the hell out of you Sirius…" it took all of Sirius' practice not to smile at that declaration "you haven't worked out what my surname is then Potter" he smirked, "my full name is Sirius Arcturus Black, and I have never lost a prank war in my life so bring it on."