Still year 3! I appreciate those of you who have stuck with me! Please feel free to review and tell me what you want to see! Or any other ideas for fanfictions. Thank you and enjoy!

~Ri Potter

Sirius sat in the Gryffindor common room playing exploding snap with Remus while James was tossing a snitch up in the air repeatedly and Peter was eating a sandwich and watching the game in awe.

The portal hole opened and a woman with black hair pulled into a tight bun, and pursed lips entered. The room fell silent.

"MINNIE!" Sirius cheered, running towards her.

Her lips remained pursed, but the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned into a smile.

"Sirius Black, I am going to have to ask you to accompany me to the headmaster's office."

Whoever's attention was not on them before was on them now.

"I'll come too, Minnie! If it makes you less afraid of going alone!" James shouted from the other side of the common room.

She glared at him but amusement shone in her eyes. Sirius followed her out of the portal hole and to Dumbledore's office.

"Pepper Imps" She spoke clearly.

Pepper Imps? Dumbles really is a loon.

Sirius thought. The gargoyles sprang to life and leapt out of the way. A spiral staircase appeared and Sirius leapt onto it.

When he entered the office, the first thing he noticed was a beautiful red bird sitting on a perch, which he immediately recognized as a phoenix.

Albus Dumbledore sat in the seat facing Sirius at the desk, and gave him an ever-so-familiar penetrating look, with a twinkle in his incredibly light blue eyes behind his half-moon spectacles.

Sirius looked from Dumbledore to McGonagall waiting patiently (which was very unlike him) to see why he was there in the first place.

"Did you or did you not receive a howler yesterday in the great hall?" Dumbledore asked calmly.

Sirius thought about this for a second.

Why do they care? Why would they want to know? They can't send me back there!

"You're not in trouble."

He looked from McGonagall to Dumbledore and cleared his throat.

"I did."

"Who was the sender?"

Silence. Anger rippled through Sirius's body as he spoke.

"Mother."

The way his teeth clenched and eyes went cold when he spoke her name did not go unnoticed by Albus Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked at him closely through his spectacles and chose his words carefully.

"I am aware that Mr. and Mrs. Potter were more than happy to allow you to live with them during the summer holidays but unfortunately, the ministry was notified by someone," he frowned slightly "and it was decided by the ministry that you cannot leave your home until you are of age."

Sirius kicked his chair over and stood up angrily.

"IT'S NOT FAIR! AND I KNOW IT WASN'T YOU WHO DECIDED THIS, BUT THE THINGS MOTHER DOES ARE ABUSE! I CANNOT STAY THERE ANY LONGER!YOU KNOW THE TYPE OF PEOPLE I LIVE WITH!" he roared, thinking of how he has had 'Crucio' used on him on more than one occasion.

Writhing in pain on the floor while his brother screamed and cried and tried to make the pain stop.

"A shame to the ancient and noble house of black. You are a blood traitor! A worthless disgrace! CRUCIO!"

It was as though a million knives were being stabbed into his body repeatedly, every horrible thing that has ever happened to him rang in his head. He squirmed and thrashed in pain, his eleven year old body not being able to handle the pain. He was going insane. The pain was never going to stop.

"MOTHER, PLEASE! STOP! MUM!"

His brother's blurred face was barely visible through the tears in his eyes. He held his tongue, trying not to give mother the contentment. He couldn't take it and his screams filled the room. Tears were pouring down his brother's face. Barely audible through his screams were the words

"It will be okay! The pain will stop soon! Hold on! MOTHER STOP! PLEASE STOP IT'S HURTING HIM! IT'S DRIVING HIM INSANE! MOTHER PLEASE!"

She stopped the curse but the pain didn't leave him. The damage was done. He lay twitching on the floor, tears continuously pouring down his face. This was easily the worst pain he had ever felt, being both physical and mental.

In attempting to hold his tongue, his teeth went through his tongue, and blood poured down his face, and filled his mouth and throat.

He began to choke on the blood in his mouth and sputtered and gasped. His mother had left, but his brother was still at his side.

Regulus sat Sirius up and helped to wash out his mouth. He brought him pumpkin juice and sat with him while he regained his strength.

He missed his brother greatly, but he couldn't be friends with him if Regulus thought what Lord Voldemort was doing was right. But somewhere in his mind he knew he would have to try to change his brother's mind, he owed it to him.

"Believe me, Mr. Black,-" He awoke from his thoughts.

"Call me Sirius. I don't like to be called by that name." He said, coldly.

Dumbledore nodded in understanding and continued. "I am aware of the strong feelings you have against your family,-"

"they are not my family."

"Relatives by blood. However, as much as I wish to help you, your mother cannot disown you until you are of age, decided by the ministry."

"Fine. But I'm not going to enjoy it." He spat.

"Understandable." Dumbledore said, calmly.

He frowned and ran out of Dumbledore's office and back into the common room, where he filled his friends in on his recent discovery.

"That's not fair!"

"I know! How can they just expect me to be able to live with those bloody b-"

"Sirius!"

"-they might just have to cart me off to St. Mungos after a week. That is, if mother doesn't kill me first."

"You're thirteen, Sirius. Since your birthday is June 23, they should let you move with James before the summer after your sixth year."

"I can't stay that long!"

"You're going to have to. I'm sorry."

"Maybe you can come stay a couple weeks at my house, Siri!" Peter piped up.

"Thanks, Pete. But I don't think my parents will let me leave." He frowned. "and don't call me Siri." He joked.

They all laughed, which lightened the mood.

"Oi! Evans!" James looked up at the red haired girl entering the common room with her arms full of books.

"What, Potter?" She spat, obviously in a hurry.

Against his better judgment and earning an eye roll from Remus, a snicker from Sirius, (Peter was too busy being completely captivated by his every move to have a reaction), he spoke up.

"Be my date to Hogsmeade?"

"No."

And with that she made her way up to the dormitory.

"Bummer."

Remus chuckled lightly and smacked James on the back. "Maybe next time."

"HOGSMEADE! AH! I FORGOT!"

"Sirius. How could you forget? You've been talking about it for months!"

He pulled his hair in exasperation. "I know! Ah I need a date."

Remus snorted. "Just choose one of those girls you snog in the broom closet."

"No. Those are my snogging girls. I need to choose someone from the 'date girls' category."

James raised his eyebrows. "What- you know what? I'm not even going to ask."

Just then Marlene came walking down from the girl's dormitory.

She made eye contact with Sirius, blushed furiously, and ran out of the common room as fast as she could.

"Well, there's always Marlene." "I can't ask Marlene!" Remus noticed just then that Sirius was also blushing, and tried to hide a smirk.

"Sirius, are you serious? She-"

"-yes, James. I am Sirius."

"That joke was never funny. But anyways, she's crazy about you!" "No!" "Yes!" "No!"

"SHUT UP! THE BOTH OF YOU!" Remus shouted, laughing.