CHAPTER TEN

Sirius whipped imaginary tears as he stood by the station, 'I can't believe that you are already in your second year."

Ajax laughed while Rigel rolled his eyes, "please, Sirius, don't be melodramatic"

Sirius laughed before trying to ruffle Rigels hair, he pouted as he failed. He had insisted on escorting Rigel and Ajax to the train station. Ajax had stayed over two weeks before school. He liked the boy, he was level headed yet fun, a good friend for his normally dour godson. He wished there was more time to spend with Rigel, they had gotten off on a very bad start. Sirius had returned to find a very traditional home, It had reminded him off his family and he had expressed his hatred quite clearly. Rigel had just looked at him with a blank face, said "Welcome Godfather" and Harry didn't remember him. He didn't know a worse way to return home. Even Remus had been distant and polite immediately he had expressed his dislike. Dinner had been even worse, Everyone in the table had given thanks, everyone but him. The holiday had continued, Rigel always took permission to visit his friends, Harry tiptoed around him, Remus looked at him with a disapproving glance. When he heard that the so called friend of his godson was a Zabini, he had sparked and Rigel had lost his temper.

"Do not call my friend's mother that, godfather" Rigel sneered, "Lady Zabini has been nothing but courteous to me and Harry. She did not serve Voldemort during the war, her arms are bare"

"But you wont deny she is a murderer, You took your little brother into the house of a murderer?" Sirus asked, his eyes blazing with anger and rage.

Rigel fumed, Sirius didn't get to say that, all he had done all his life was for his brother, " You would know all about being a murderer right" Rigel's voice was cold "seeing as you were a Hit wizard"

Hitwizards were the wizarding world's elite police force that served the ministry. In reality, they were whatever the ministry needed them to be. Sirius had specialized in wet work and espionage. He was who they sent when they needed information or needed someone to go away quietly. It was a well kept secret, to the outside world, he was an auror but inside the Ministers office, he was someone else.

Remus gasped and Sirius glanced at him. Nobody had known, even though he felt James had suspected. Nobody but his godson.

"I was doing my job" Sirius whispered

Rigel smirked, "Funny, that's what many assassins say when they are caught, 39, that's the total amount of people you have killed, all of them had families, Even among death eathers, such a number is scarcely heard, so please can you drop the I am so good and just persona, It sickens me" He turned and left. Rigel felt so ashamed of himself for sparking." Unbridled emotion is the enemy of cunning and the foe of ambition" Salazars Slytherin's memoirs had said. But his godfathers words had annoyed him. He had looked after his brother, he did everything for him, how dare him suggest that he would put his brother in harm's way. He went to his room, opening his brother's door to ensure that he was indeed sleeping. The tension in the house that week was so thick even Harry noticed. Sirius didn't say anything about giving thanks but he sneered anything they did it. The next issue had it coming. Rigel had declared that he would be spending the day at Lorenzo's house. Sirius had vehemently refused.

Rigel turned to him and said, "To be honest, I was asking Remus for permission, your opinion doesn't really matter to me"

"I am your godfather"

"Godfather, right. Which godfather leaves his godson whose parents were just murdered with a half-giant to chase after Pettigrew, instead of going straight to the ministry to declare your innocence and finalise custody. You don't have any say in my life, Sirius" he scoffed derisively as he turned and met Remus eyes, he gave him the most pained look and went to his room.

Remus turned to Sirius, "I understand your hatred of dark families because of yours but You are destroying any relationship you wish to have with them. Harry is scared of you, you are always fighting with Rigel. The environment you are creating is bad for growing children. if you wish to know and understand people, you must understand yourself first, Siri, you have to see a mind healer"

"And a mind healer is going to help me"

"Yes, because if this continues, I would take them and leave. You might be Rigel's godfather but I am now his legal guardian and before you are through contesting for it. Rigel would be old enough to be emanicaped.

"you are blackmailing me" Sirius gasped in disbelief

" Put it how you will, but I would not have them spending time with someone unstable" Remus bluntly admitted.

" you cant do this" Sirius whispered, his throat tight…knowing that if Remus does, there was nothing he could do, " Why are you doing this to me"

"The world does not revolve around you, Sirius Black. I am doing this for our godchildren. You are a good person, Siri, I know that , it will take nothing for you to go to a mind healer bit you will lose everything if you don't. Which one would you chose, Siri"

Upstairs, Rigel smiled at his fulfilled plan. He had needed something that would push Remus to act. Sighing he walked to the library, he loved his godfather, he truly did and he could see Sirius was at a crossover, whatever he chooses now would affect his life forever. Who said Oracles shouldn't meddle in people's life, that person was wrong. He refuses to lose his godfather.

The effects of that day came gradually but surely, Sirius stopped sneering when they gave thanks or complaining when they went to visit the Zabinis. Rigel finally let Kai out of his room, Siruis face when he saw the large snake made Everyone to burst out in laughter.

"Did you see Uncle Sirius face, Ri? he was so scared"

"I wasn't" Sirius tried to say but harry's laughter was still ringing clear.

Sirius smiled, Harry has never been this relaxed with him, it was quite amazing to watch.

"Ri, would you fly with me today?"

"Sorry, Harry, Lorenzo and I would be working on something today, Why don't you ask Uncle Sirius though, I am sure he would love to fly with him, he was good at Quidditch though not as Good as Dad"

"Was dad that good?" harry asked his eyes lighting up as they did with any information about their parents.

"He was the best" Rigel smiled at Harry before buttering his scones.

"Uncle Sirius, would you really?' Large doe-like emerald stared pleadingly at Sirius.

"Sure, pup"

After a little while, Harry turned to his brother, "Are you sure Uncle Sirius can fly, he is quite old you know"

Sirius, hey and Remus laughter could be heard everyone in the manor.

"Siri, its time for me to go" He said. Sirius laughed before proceeding to hug the hell out of his godson.

"Alright, Bambi"

It was okay to say that Rigel was thoroughly embarrassed. A light pink dusted his cheeks before he placed his mask firmly on his face before whispering to his godfather, "I would get you for this" and glaring at the snickering Ajax, he just thanked Merlin that Lorenzo was not here to witness this.

Sirius laughed loudly in that barking tone only him could laugh. He Had been surprised to find out that Rigel had a high penitence for pranking though he did it mostly to amuse Harry, Sirius could see that sometimes, he truly enjoyed it.

Rigel smiled at Sirius, "Merry Part, Siri"

"Merry Part" Sirius whispered back, It had been yeas he had said those words. He had associated them with every thing dark but he was not going to let his prejudice affect his family.

Rigel and Ajax climbed the train before moving to the back of the train popular known as the Slytherin part of the train. They were second years now and had to sit in the outer part of the train, the higher one goes, the further the compartment. They found an empty one and soon sat down there. Ajax took out a book on runes and began to study it.

They both had gone to Gringotts to check out Ajax heritage and Rigel's suspicion was confirmed, Ajax was indeed a Lestrange. The Lestranges were notable for their gift in Runes, Rodolphus had gotten his Masters at the mere age of twenty. Ajax's gift in runes was so extraordinary, it could only be family magic. The Goblins bank however had automatically sent a letter to Lord Lestrange and it had made Ajax quite nervous. Rigel had taken Ajax to the Frozen Snow, one of the popular restaurant in Horizon Alley. The place was marble and glass, showing signs that it clearly attended to the rich.

"Heir Potter-Black, Mr Micheals, this way, please" The tall, blond witch had lead them to a table that promised privacy yet it did not erase the glances that kept coming their way.

"Why do they staring at me?"

"they think you are my bethrothed so they want to get every information possible about you"

Ajax almost spat out the juice he was slowly sipping,"Bethrothed?"

"Yes"

Riigel sighed softly, "You shoukd just stopped wondering about Lord Lestrange, you are quite a gifted wizard, second in our year. He would be happy to have you as a member of his family"

Ajax nodded before grinning at Rigel, "I wont be second in our year for long"

Rigel's lips curled up, Ajax was a prodigy no doubt, unusually gifted in so many subjects but Rigel's gift gave him the ability to up him in exams especially the theory. It was a challenge Rigel welcomed totally, "Its on then"

"Found you guys at last" Lorenzo said as he opened the compartment door with a large grin. "I have searching for about three hours"

"And good morning to you too, Lorenzo" Ajax said in a tone filled with sarcasm, "Besides the train just started to move so it would have been impossible for you to be searching for hours"

"You don't know if I was in the train earlier, did you think of that, eh, genius"

"Of course, I did, and it is still not possible" Ajax voice had gotten a bit higher.

Rigel smiled, it was amazing how Lorenzo could raise all Ajax hackles, he cast a wandless silencing spell outside the compartment. It would not allow those outside to hear what was going on inside, it would not do for the prefects to come looking for them. He lay his head on Ajax's shoulders and let the bickering of his two friends pull him to sleep.

Someone soon knocked on the door, waking Rigel up.

"You can come in" Lorenzo said after glancing at him. Turais Yaxley entered the compartment with two other students.

"Black, Zabini, Micheals, Merry Meet"

"Merry Meet"

"Black, the Court summons you"

Yaxley said before seating down. He noticed the worry in Zabini and Micheal's eyes. He wanted to alleviate their fears but it was not his place. He had heard from the grapevine that Rigel had indeed found favour in the eyes of the court. If not for Rigel's young age they would be considering him to replace Charles Ogden, the seventh year. Rigel stood up and left without a world.

Someone bumped into him as he left the hallway, tears was running down the person's eyes. Rigel gasped, the magic in the boy's body was something else. He took off his gloves and helped the boy stand up. As soon as the boy's hand touched his he could see clearly into the boy's soul. Samuel Frey, he was eleven years old, a half breed, he possessed the lost magic of umbrakinetics, shadow control. Rigel almost smiled before he frowned, the boy had been maltreated by his mother's family. How could someone do that, the boy was simply put, beautiful, he had white hair that was similar to the bird nest his brother called hair, his eyes were pure violet, stricking in his intensity. Something deep reached out to him to protect this boy.

He smiled at the boy, ignoring the boy's apologies, "Merry Meet, my name is Rigel Potter-Black"

The boy stared up at him, "Eh….Merry Meet, Samuel Frey"

"Are you hurt?"

"No"

"So why are you crying"

Samuel whipped his tears as fast he could, He didn't want the cool, tall boy to think him a crybaby. "I fell down"

The vision of Elaine Frey verbally slaying the boy popped into his head. Rigel reared back, he didn't get visions like that, he hadn't even touched the boy.

"Wait for me in my compartment, tell Ajax Micheal, I sent you"

He then hurried to the last compartment in the train, "Merry Meet" He greeted them. Rockwood then proceeded to ask him about his holiday.