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Well I'm not going to write another really long authors note just read and hopefully enjoy.
Black.
Everyone knew the name, everyone had heard the name and everyone knew exactly what the name meant.
It meant someone with black hair and dark grey eyes. Someone with a sharp tongue and strong minded parents. It also meant someone who was cunning and arrogant.
It meant someone in Slytherin that's what being a Black was and what it will always be, and because of that...
Well unlike every other prominent family name in the wizarding world almost none of the Blacks had been nervous.
Until Sirius.
He was silently freaking out.
His family was a lot harsher than others that were all in one house and to make it worse even now his parents weren't very fond of him.
So he had to be in Slytherin.
But he hated his family and everything about them. He hated their cruel ways and their hatred of every muggle born or so called 'blood traitor'.
So he had to be in Gryffindor.
Not that anyone knew or even suspected his internal struggle they were all certain that he wanted to be in Slytherin like the rest of the family. And he certainly wasn't going to be the one to tell them otherwise.
When he got dropped off his mother pulled him aside for a moment and had some last minute words with him.
"Now Sirius you have already been enough of a disappointment to your father and I, what with your pranking and all. But you have to understand that we still need you to be in Slytherin after all it is the best house and the only one worth being in. And you want to set a good example for Regulus now don't you?"
On this last sentence she grabbed his arm and forced him to look into her dark eyes which looked even darker with the only half hidden anger.
"Yes Mother."
"Good now get onto the train."
Sirius began to wheel his trunk but stopped as soon as he heard a shriek coming from one end of the Platform. He turned his head around to see a short girl with long blonde hair running into the train dragging her trunk behind her.
"OI YOU OVER THERE DUCK!"
Sirius flung his head around and quickly leap down as a small blue firework spitting yellow sparks flew over his head.
He slowly stood up again and looked for the person who had called out.
His eyes finally rested on a short scrawny boy with a shock of black hair on top of his getting reprimanded by a woman who Sirius could only assume was his mother.
The boy looked around at Sirius and gave a smirk that Sirius returned then he felt a hand on his shoulder.
He looked up to see his father towering over him.
"That son is James Potter and his parents blood traitors the lot of them and all in Gryffindor you don't want to be mixing with people like them."
Sirius looked back at the bespectacled boy who was still being told of by his mother he reached up to ruffle his already messy hair before looking back at Sirius and smirking again.
"Yes Father."
"Good now get onto the train and write to your mother and I after you've been sorted into Slytherin."
"Yes Father."
Yes Father, Yes Mother those were the only words that his parents didn't seem to hate him saying.
He slowly walked onto the train his spirits sinking with each step he took as each step seemed to bring him closer to his inevitable sorting into Slytherin.
Sirius finally flopped down onto a seat in an empty carriage and looked absentmindedly out the window his mind still stuck on the Sorting.
"Hey anyone else sitting here?"
Sirius turned his head around to see the boy he had seen at the station which his father had identified as James Potter leaning against the doorframe.
"Does it look like anyone is sitting here?" Sirius replied smirking.
"Hey mate I don't know you could be some kind of freak with a whole load of imaginary friends or something." James said as he put his trunk up above him and sat down.
"So why did you set that firework on that girl?"
Their conversation went on for a while talking about pranks and Quidditch and only wandering into the discussion of houses once when a greasy looking boy and a red haired girl entered their carriage.
But although they never really talked about houses Sirius mind never truly left them.
The train was almost half over when a small boy even more scrawny then James his head through their carriage door.
"Um hey I was wondering if I could sit here."
"Sure!" shouted James leaping up and gesturing to a seat next to him.
The small boy walked and set his small trunk above them and sat quietly down.
"So what's your name?" Sirius asked.
"Remus, Remus Lupin."
"Cool name I'm Sirius and this is James."
"Nice to meet you."
"So Remus where were you sitting before now? You can't have been walking around the whole time."
"I was sitting in a carriage up front but the other people in it were being very noisy and rude."
The rest of train ride went on like this for the rest of journey James almost leaping at the sweet trolley when it arrived.
When it finally came to getting into the boats to head to the castle Sirius' stomach dropped he had almost forgotten about the sorting but now it really showed that it was impossible to escape.
He, Remus and James got into one of the small boats and were joined by a blonde slightly pudgy boy who introduced himself as Peter.
The boat ride was a blur of worries and stress for Sirius though he made an effort to laugh and smile with the rest of them.
It was somewhat sad he was really getting along with James, Remus now that he was less nervous turned out to have a killer sense of humour and a quick wit and Peter seemed like a nice guy of a little bit shy.
But it would be almost impossible for them to be friends as he was sure to be in Slytherin and he would have to be friends with the people his parents choose for him. James was sure to be in Gryffindor and Sirius had already been told he wasn't aloud any contact with him. Remus seemed like the kind of guy who would be in Ravenclaw Sirius vaguely remembered his parents saying that the last Lupin they knew had married a muggle born and that none of them were overly wealthy. And as for Peter well Sirius wasn't sure what house he would be in but he was sure it wouldn't be Slytherin and he seemed like too nice a person for his parents to allow him to be friends with.
So really it was no point getting to be friends with any of them.
"Sirius?"
Sirius looked up "What?"
Remus gave a small roll of his eyes "We're here."
Sirius gave a small sigh and slowly got up out of the boat and began to trudge into through the grand doors.
As they all stood there in a little bunch waiting to be called through Sirius looked around him trying to find something to distract him.
James seemed just as sure of himself as he had when Sirius had first seen him, James clearly had no doubt that he would be in Gryffindor and everything would be great.
Sirius wished he was that sure.
Remus was looking more and more like he had when he had first entered the carriage as time passed, Remus had no idea what was in store and had a lot of doubts.
But at least whatever happened he would probably be okay.
Peter had never stopped looking nervous ever since Sirius had met him but now he was taking the word nervous to a whole level, Peter; like Remus had no idea what was going to happen and he was very worried about what was going to happen to him.
Sirius knew that nothing bad was going to happen to him during the sorting.
He was worried if he could tell that much from his friends faces could they see how worried he really was? Then again what did it matter he couldn't be friends with them anyway.
"First years this way please."
Slowly Sirius trudged after the other first years and Professor McGonagall as he walked to what he was sure was going to be the end of his somewhat friendship with the others.
Luckily or unluckily for Sirius he was very early on the roll of first years being called. He slowly dragged himself up to the stool and put the hat on his head.
"Ah another Black"
"Just put me in Slytherin and be done with it."
"Now I highly doubt you want me to do that and really I don't think it would benefit anyone if I did that."
"Huh?"
"GRYFFINDOR"
"WHAT!" Sirius stood after his loud exclamation to see James, Remus, Peter and all of Gryffindor house cheering and all of his cousins apart from Andromeda looking as though someone had hit them over the head with a cauldron.
He made his way over to the Gryffindor table still reeling from shock and the look of Bellatrix's face.
Looking back on it he hardly remembered anything else from that night aside from all his friends getting sorted into Gryffindor.
As he got into his dormitory and lay down on his bed he gave small smile until he remembered his father instructions for him at the platform.
"Write to your mother and I after you've been sorted into Slytherin."
Sirius smirked at the red silk hangings above him as he thought of his parents face when he found out what house he was actually in.
So he got up and walked towards his trunk and got out a roll of parchment and a quill.
This was going to be a very fun letter to write.
Well I hope you like that I didn't like it as much as my others but I still enjoyed writing it.
I found this one quite hard to write as so many people have different opinions of what Sirius' sorting was like and how he felt about it.
Well I hope you enjoyed it.
See ya later peoples.
NobodyOfInterest
