Hogwarts - Assignment 2: Potions Option 1: Write about a person who wants to know the "why" behind everything.
Some Sirius Questions
Sirius Black sat at the table long after the lessons for the day had finished. It wasn't until he was summoned for dinner that he even moved.
"Where have you been?" Orion asked disapprovingly as his son sat down at the dining table.
"I'm sorry, Father. I was thinking about today's lesson and was in the library. I lost track of time."
"You—" Walburga began, but Orion cleared his throat, silencing her.
"It is good to know you're paying attention in lessons," Orion said with a hint of approval. "You must have had a lot to think about."
Sirius watched as Kreacher brought out the plates, silent for a moment. He looked between his parents, and it was clear that they were expecting an answer of sorts.
"I was thinking about Muggleborns," Sirius admitted. His mother's face turned sour at the word and he quickly continued. "About how they steal our magic and change our world with Muggle Science."
"And what do you think of that?" Walburga asked.
"It's bad," Sirius stated without hesitation. He knew that hesitating wouldn't go down well. "Though I don't understand a few things and may have to research."
"Ask your questions," Orion insisted.
"Why do Muggleborns take our magic?"
Orion frowned slightly. "Mudbloods," he corrected his son. "It's because we are so powerful that, no matter how hard they try, they will never hope to achieve what we have. Muggles crave power, the same as any man. Magic gives them more power. As they don't have their own, they steal and take what isn't theirs."
Sirius nodded slowly processing his answer. He picked up his fork as his plate was set in front of him and stabbed it into one of the roast potatoes.
He took a bite of it, swallowing it down before he posed his next question.
"Why don't Muggleborns have their own Magic?"
Orion finished chewing what was in his mouth, giving Walburga a look to keep her quiet. He knew his wife liked silence at the dining table, but Sirius was asking such important questions and Orion wouldn't limit his son's learning on the subject of Mudbloods.
"Muggles do not have magic," Orion explained. "Magic is a gift, a privilege given to those worthy. Our family lines go back further than anyone could ever hope to trace, and there is no doubt that we've always had magic. Muggles are not worthy for such a gift."
Sirius watched his father eat again as he thought about what he had been told. He didn't want to upset his mother, so he ate the rest of his potatoes before catching his father's eye again.
"Why do we let them?" he asked. This was one of the important questions. His father always talked about how they were so much more powerful than Muggles, yet there were so many Muggleborns. Clearly Wizards weren't doing enough to stop them.
"Because Muggles are deceitful and cruel," Orion stated, setting down his cutlery and focusing on his eldest son. "They drain the magic from us and use it for their own gain. It was not something given to them, it was given to us. It's why Muggleborns aren't as good at magic - because their bodies were not made to hold it."
"How do they do it without magic?" Sirius replied. "They steal our magic, but how do they do it?"
"This Muggle science," Orion said. "Their science is enough to steal our powers, Sirius. After all, they have devices to communicate with people in other countries. They can press a button and cause a light to turn on. Muggles have the science to do something like this."
"Muggles do these things called 'experiments' in their science. They have the ability to harm people and make people sick. They also share blood with other Muggles."
"Cool," Sirius whispered. "Like Vampires?"
Walburga went to open her mouth again, but Orion spoke first. "Sirius, I hope you're not suggesting that Muggles and Vampires are 'cool'?"
"Of course not, Father," Sirius replied. "Can I ask another question?"
Orion nodded.
"Why are there Squibs?"
"Sometimes magic doesn't show immediately in children," Orion explained. "In the first few years, the magic is fragile, still adjusting to the body it has been gifted to. Muggles choose this time period in which to take the magic away, before it's tied to the very essence of the witch or wizard."
"So for each Muggleborn, there is a Squib?" Sirius checked.
Orion smiled. "That is correct," he replied.
"But why are there more Muggleborns than Squibs?"
"Because not all families will admit to having a Squib," Orion said, losing his patience. "That is enough questions for now, Sirius. Finish your dinner and you can ask your tutor any more questions tomorrow."
"Yes Father," Sirius said, turning back to his plate and staring at the vegetables.
"Now, Sirius."
Sirius nodded his head, grabbing his fork and stabbing it into a carrot as he thought about all of the other questions he had.
After all, nothing his parents told him really made sense.
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