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Chapter 21 The Move In
July 30, 1976
Sirius was once again having a fight with his parents. His mother, Walburga, and his father, Orion, were once again stressing to him the importance of becoming a Death Eater.
"Oh, yeah? Well, I don't like being in his hell hole anyway," Sirius yelled.
Sirius ran up to his bedroom and immediately opened his trunk. He then glanced up at his walls and smiled. Those photos of Muggle women and bikes were never coming down with that permanent sticking charm he used.
"I don't want to talk," Sirius called as he heard a knock on his door.
"Even to your brother?" Regulus asked.
Sirius's gray eyes fell as his brother walked int o the room.
"Reg…" he began.
"You're leaving?" Regulus asked, noticing the trunk.
"I wish our paths were on the same road," Sirius said.
Regulus looked down.
"Be safe," he replied.
"You too," Sirius said.
When he finished packing, there was only place Sirius knew he go.
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July 31, 1976
Sirius walked up to the Potter's doorstep. James's eyes grew when he opened the door.
"Sirius…" he began.
"Is it all right if I stay with you?" he asked. "I kind of need a place to stay."
James's parents then walked up began their son.
"Sirius…" Mr. Potter began.
"Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Potter," he replied.
"Mum, Dad, Sirius ran away from home. You think he could stay?" James asked.
Sirius just stared at James. It sometimes amazed him how they knew what so going on with one another without having to say a word.
"Yes , dear. Of, course," Mrs. Potter replied.
"Thank you," Sirius said.
James smiled and helped Sirius with his trunk.
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August 1, 1976
Sirius yawned and sat up. When he opened his eyes, h noticed that he was not in his bedroom. He looked around and realized he was in James's room.
"James," Sirius said as he woke up.
"How did you sleep last night?" he asked.
"All right I guess. I had this mental dream I ran away from home and came to live with you," Sirius replied with a laugh.
"Um, Sirius…" James began, eying the trunk at the foot of Sirius's bed.
Sirius gasped when he saw it.
"Oh, God," he said. Sirius got up and walked around James's bedroom. "I actually did it."
James got up and put both hands on Sirius shoulders to calm him.
"I can go with you if you want to go back," he told him.
Sirius surprisingly smiled and shook his head.
"Hell, no! Besides, Mummy dearest has probably already burned me off the family tapestry," he said.
"The what?" James asked.
"In one of the rooms, the wall's full of our family portraits. Whenever a family member does something that's disloyal to the Black name, they get burned off the wall. Like they didn't even exist," Sirius said.
James's eyes grew in shock. He knew his parents were something else, but to disown their own child?
"Your mum wouldn't…" James began.
"Oh, yeah, she would," Sirius replied. "My Aunt Andromeda's portrait's burned because she married a Muggle-born."