A/n: okay so I first want to give you some news about me….I FINISHED SCHOOL!!! I am an electronic engineer and a brilliant one at that- my final project (getting a club flashlight to work by sending the information through volts with the keyboard-it was hard!) got 100 points so I'm like totally pleased with my self.

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Chapter 3: A marauder rule.

Sirius took a moment to run his fingers through his hair.

He had already been through this once and yet he was still nervous like the previous time.

He breathed deeply.

After James had left the compartment (a thing Sirius hadn't planned on) and Lily asking Snape help with potions (which explained why she was the best in it after Snape), Sirius had dug out an old book from his trunk and spent the rest of the journey reading it.

Well, almost the entire ride.

When the lunch lady came, Sirius immediately jumped up and bought quite a lot of candies, having missed the ability to go out and do it in the future.

It was only after he remembered that he wasn't that hungry that he turned to Lily (he tried as hard as he could to ignore Snape) and offered her some.

She only agreed after asking if 'Sev can have some too.' Sirius just couldn't say no to her and nodded in reply.

Once they were eating, Sirius half-concisely explaining what all the candies were, Lily seemed to notice his book and picked it up without asking.

"What's this?" She looked closer to find the title of the book.

Sirius winced but before he could take the book back, Lily had her answer.

She paused in obvious surprise. "'The Tales of Mind'?" She raised her head to stare at him. "But that's a muggle book! I didn't think real wizards and witches cared for those."

Sirius shrugged. "Yeah well, I was never one for the whole pureblood mania."

Lily frowned before smiling. "Well, that's good I suppose." Her grin widened a bit more. "I never thought a boy would love to read romance novels."

Sirius colored and noticed that Snape was smirking at him. "It's not a romance novel." He plucked it out of Lily's hands. "It's just an adventure story where the hero and his girl find love." He ignored Snape's snort.

Lily, too, didn't seem much convinced but after an 'of course it is,' she returned back to her conversation with Snape.

And now he was standing in the side-room to the great hall, after having gone over the lake (and wasn't it fun to rock the boat so that all of his three companions fell into the water?) waiting to be sorted once more.

He took another deep breath.

God, he was so nervous.

"Ackley, Louis." McGonagall called out and Sirius bit his lip.

Only two more students before it was his turn to be sorted, if his memory wasn't failing him.

He wondered what house he'll be sorted into knowing that having stayed in Azkaban for twelve years must have changed him.

Frankly he was hoping Gryffindor.

After all, as Snape would say; only a foolish Gryffindor would rush into action without thinking of a plan- and wasn't that what he did when it came to Harry?

"Arnold, Rufus."

A short bespectacled boy walked up and Sirius remembered that he was sorted into Slytherin.

He was proven correct when the hat called out that house.

Only one more.

"Beat, Sara."

Sirius smirked. God, that girl sure grew up to be a gorgeous woman and a talented one at that.

Maybe Moony was right; he truly was a bad dog.

"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat called out just as Sirius knew it would.

The black haired boy tensed.

Show time.

"Black, Sirius."

Putting one step in front of the other, Sirius walked over to the stool and sat down, soon his eyes saw nothing but black as the hat covered them.

'Mmm, interesting. You're dead and yet alive and a child at that. But it doesn't matter.'

Sirius frowned. 'What's that suppose to mean?'

'I simply cannot sort you Mister Black. You are a grown man who has already been sorted once. If you were a true child that has yet to be sorted then I could have done so.'

Sirius' hands grabbed the stool. 'But that's not fair! That happened already and not yet and I haven't really been sorted as I'm here like before…' He trailed off, realizing he didn't make sense.

But the hat seemed to understand his gist. 'I completely understand your point. After all, you have been sorted in a future that doesn't exist anymore…for you at least…but as it stands, I can't and won't sort you.'

The boy growled as he heard mutters around the hall.

'Listen, I don't even care which house I'll be sorted into as long as I will.'

'But I cannot! It would go against everything I stand for.' The hat was beginning to sound annoyed.

'Then make new stands!' Sirius exclaimed. 'It's not like I give a damn!'

'You know what!? Fine! SLYTHERIN!" The hat screamed out and Sirius paled even more.

As the hat left his head, Sirius noted Dumbledore's disappointed look and realized that the man hoped he would go against his family.

Sirius resisted the urge to growl.

As if it matter what house he's in, in order for him to do that.

God! Seems like Snape had taught Dumbledore something about houses, way back in his future.

Sirius shook his head at that thought and wondered why in the world he felt like complimenting Snivellus Snape of all people.

He walked to the clapping table but took a seat in the back.

He sneered when he caught sight of the insignia on his robes; a green snake on a silver background.

And he was so hoping to get a howler for being sorted somewhere else.

He paused as a smirk made his way to his face.

He may (now) be a Slytherin, but he is a Gryffindor at heart and more than that, he's a marauder by oath.

A James liked to say after every plan they made that somehow went wrong, 'when you can't find a way out, then play right back in.'

He was a Slytherin, and no one will ever suspect a Slytherin to prank one of their own, especially if one took the means to get a proper alibi.

He grinned widely as he turned back to the sorting.

Hogwarts won't know what hit them.

Tbc.

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A/n: so you like? I only read like one fic where Sirius was in Slytherin and still the same and I loved the idea.

Just so you know, I have the entire plot until they're twenty years old inside my mind and yet only until Halloween in the computer, but I'll try to write more.

Same with Operation Dog Free, I have like eleven more episodes in my notebooks but only 1 in the computer, but I'll try.

Just so you know, in four months, less actually, I'm going to join the army so updates at that time will be hard to come by, but don't worry.

Just read and review.

B2J.