For Romance Awareness day, Day 11, A potion or blood ritual reveals your soulmate.

bisexual!sirius because the world needs more bisexuality

(psst the non english part is in burmese! it means 'god of my ancestors, bring forth the one that will make my son whole like he was before birth. give him his other half'. i used google translate, sorry for any mistakes)

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Sirius was dreading turning fifteen. There was a Black family tradition at age fifteen, and he hated any family tradition, but he especially hated the age-fifteen one. He was pretty sure it was illegal.

The tradition was so that they could find out who their soulmates was, by taking some of their blood, saying a spell in a language that Sirius didn't recognize, and teleporting the person's soulmate to them, from wherever they were. He saw it performed on his cousin, Narcissa. Her soulmate was perfectly acceptable; a Malfoy.

Sirius hated this tradition, because he thought soulmates were bullshit. He wanted to date whomever he liked, he didn't want to be betrothed to someone. Besides, Sirius already had his own idea of who he wanted to be his soulmates, and it definitely wasn't someone his parent's would accept. The person was a half-blood, for starters, and they were even a half-breed, not that Sirius cared. Oh, yeah, the person was also a guy. Sirius didn't think that him being bisexual would go over well with his family. They were really the 'accepting' type. Sirius had a big fat crush on Remus Lupin, and he had had it for the past two years. It didn't really matter, though, because there was no way that Remus was Sirius' soulmate anyway, so he could just bury his crush, knowing it would never happen. Still, he shudder to think what would happen if his parents didn't like his soulmate.

It didn't even matter until three months after his birthday, he told himself; the ritual wouldn't happen until Sirius went home for the summer holidays. Maybe he'd even pluck up the courage to start dating Remus before then.

...

Sirius went home after his fourth year with his heart in his throat. He had been thinking about the ritual since his fourteenth birthday in March and it was actually about to happen.

Sure enough, his parents sat his down almost the moment they came home.

"Hold out your hand," his mother ordered. He did, and she slit his arm. The sight of his red blood made Sirius slightly sick.

"Ngar bhoe bhayy eat bhurarr," his mother began to chant. "suu m mway hkain hkae sakaeshoet ngareat sarr t pyin lone ko hpyithcay maihu saw t u taee bhwarr. Shuko suueat aahkyarr taitwaat payy!"

Sirius' mom finished the spell with a flourish of her wand. There was a flash of light and when it died down, Remus was standing in front of Sirius, looking utterly confused, a fork halfway to his mouth.

"What?" he said, lowering his fork. "Sirius? What?"

"Who is this?" Sirius' mother asked, looking confused and angry. She consulted her book. "There must be some sort of mistake…"

But Sirius didn't care how mad his mother would be, he was even smiling. It seemed like Remus Lupin was Sirius Black's soulmate.