Sirius Black III, disowned from Black family
Son of Orion Black and Walburga Black
Brother of Regulas Arcturus Black
Cousin of Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Andromeda Black Tonks, Narcissus Black Malfoy
Godfather of Harry Potter
i.
So here he was again
12 Grimmauld Place
His mother stared
d
o
w
n
at him
*Mud-bloods! Filthy mud-bloods get out!*
Kreacher did his best to calm her down, but after he glared at Sirius
(((The elf never ever did like him)))
If only he could turn her picture around
[Preferably with a satisfying bang]
His friends waited behind him
*Go in, she can't bite you*
-What about him?-
He stood in front of Walburga's yelling portrait and Kreacher
He recalled times here
When he, Sirius Black III
would apparate to James' place
Or, rather, Prongs
Prongs, Padfoot, Moony, and Wormtail
(((The traitor!)))
*Get out of the Black residence!*
True, the four of them were the BEST of friends
Until Wormtail b-e-t-r-a-y-e-d them
to You-Know-Who
Wormtail killed Prongs
Wormtail killed Lily
Wormtail killed the Marauders
To think
Wormtail was such a freaking COWARD
C.O.W.A.R.D.
-How did he even get into Gryffindor in the first place?-
.
The biggest regret in Sirius Black III's life
Was his failure at taking care of dear Harry
[He so fail]
*I so fail*
*This is the Black residence! Don't lay your filthy hands on our things, Mud-blood!*
(((Shut up)))
He looked up at the family tapestry
where his name was, was a gaping hole
He sighed
*sigh*
He remembered why Walburga disowned him
*The Potter! Dating the muggle-born! And you! Why why why why didn't you get into Slytherin!*
He had lost control, had lashed out
He didn't care if his mother H.A.T.E.D him
He didn't care if his brother D.E.S.P.I.S.E.D him
He didn't care if his father I.G.N.O.R.E.D him
What he cared
(((What did he care about?)))
What he cared
(((HUh?)))
What he cared
(((Just say it!)))
What he cared
(((er...)))
he cared for love
That love that Walburga, Orion, Regulas
had been
UNABLE
to give him
So he had fled
-in the middle of the night-
on his birthday
(((He never got any cake, no)))
To the Potters, of course
To Freedom
=Is that supposed to be a birthday present=
Now he's back
.
They say when he left for the Potters
Walburga's heart s/h/a/t/t/e/r/e/d
He had snorted
She never had a heart to start with
ii.
Harry slept on
Oblivious
As Sirius Black III looked
d
o
w
n
upon him
His godson
*Hey Harry*
Sirius whispers
Sirius looked around his surroundings in his crooked state
Sirius' fists clenched
After all these years, all these broken promises
Sirius returns to find Harry Potter, the Boy who Lived, living in this
this means a cramped space no bigger than the average attic
Sirius growls
A strand of hair falls over Harry's eyes
His peaceful, closed eyes
Sirius brushes it away
Harry turns in his sleep, muttering something about Quidditch
*I hate beaters*
So much like James
Sirius sighs
And leaves
As silent as the night
Becoming the dog he is
