A/N: Sirius finds out that he was a mistake. I do not own Harry Potter.

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Father's Day Competition: Sirius/Orion

Hogwarts School of Witchcraft & Wizardry (Challenges & Assignments): Mini Event: Celebrating Father's Day - Sirius/Orion.

The House of Black Challenge: Sirius/Orion - wine

"That's enough, Father!"

His chair grated on the wooden floor as he stood up, trying to make his ten-year-old stature appear more confident than he truly felt. Sirius stared across the table at his father, his mother and brother effectively silenced by his outburst. He had suffered through his father's insulting remarks and abuse all his life and he couldn't take it anymore.

"I don't understand what you want from me, Father. I've tried so much to win your favour, for you to not sneer when you look at me, for you to look at me like you look at Regulus. What have I done wrong, Father? Why do you just hate me so much?"

There was a pause as his father held his gaze, his obsidian eyes silently commanding him to sit back down, but Sirius wouldn't budge. He wanted to know the answer for so long.

"You want to know why I hate you?" his father finally asked, placing his goblet of wine back on the table.

Sirius said nothing, knowing his answer was not mother opened her mouth but he gave her a strong look as well.

"To put it plainly, you ruined my life," his father said. "You are living, breathing proof of the biggest mistake I ever made."

"Orion," his mother said, but his father ignored her.

"Everyday, I wish you never existed, because then I wouldn't have had to marry your mother!" his father said, raising his voice slightly.

Sirius stumbled back a bit, his shoulders slumping. "What?" he asked.

"You were a drunken mistake that should have never happened, and with my own cousin much less. When the news spread, we were forced to get married and any hopes and aspirations I held disappeared in an instant.

When you were born, I had hoped things would get better, but you've been a disgrace from the beginning. You are nothing special, nothing to be proud of, and I see how you interact with others. You're different."

Sirius was stunned into silence. "Nothing to say now, boy?" he asked wryly as he rose from the table himself and left the room.

Sirius looked towards his mother, quiet for one of the few times in her life. Their eyes locked and she looked away, shame colouring her cheeks and confirming everything his father had just said. She rose from her seat and followed after his father.

"Sirius," his brother began, but Sirius wouldn't stay around to hear him. Regulus was the golden one, the one who was special and something to be proud of. Regulus was not a disgrace or a mistake. Sirius turned and left the dining room as well, to the safety of his room.