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