Here is the next chapter of my story. Please read and review love Sag x

Sirius felt so much anxiety in his system. In a few hours he'd be getting out of hospital and had nowhere to go. Well that's not exactly true he did have a home but he'd die before he let his mother see him ever again. As he signed the paperwork he was presented with and prepared to leave feeling dread pooling in his belly he was stunned when a very exuberant Kreacher turned up before him. "Mistress Walburga is dead and now you must come home master!" he said grabbing him and giving him absolutely no option. Sirius felt rage that he'd not been asked whether he wished to return or not however when he walked through the door of number twelve Grimmauld place and saw how it looked he fell to his knees and screamed. It was all he could do for a while as he was in such complete and utter shock.

His mother never would have had her home looking this nice. In fact she would have died before the house ever looked this good. Seeming to remember where he actually was and calming down he managed to stop screaming although his mouth did still hang open in awe. The once very dark narrow hallway was still narrow but as far from dark as one could get. The hall used to be jet black in colour with peeling walls, mould and evil portraits everywhere. Now it was baby blue in colour and had pictures of him with James and Remus as a teenager on the walls in golden frames. There were photos of him holding baby Harry and every photo which had contained Peter had been magically altered to exclude him. There was a small photo of the original order of the phoenix at the end of the hallway too. Instead of the black and decaying wood there was a light grey carpet which was very soft. The told Troll leg umbrella stand which had been cursed to trip everyone who walked past it was replaced with a white console table upon which was a vase filled with succulent roses which emitted a very pleasant smell.

Turning the corner at the end of the hallway he entered the living room and gasped. The walls here were painted a nice purple shade and the new teal coloured sofas and golden accents gave the room a very homely feel helped no doubt by the roaring fire in the fireplace. As he moved through the house he noticed all the changes in every room including the master room. The only room which hadn't been touched at all was his childhood one as Kreacher wished for him to decide what should happen to it something Sirius seriously appreciated. When Kreacher informed him about Regulus and his last task as well as the fact that Harry had asked Tilly to help him clean the house for Sirius the man in question was overcome with emotion and burst into tears. He cried for the lost years, his lost friends and Harry thinking of him so nicely. It was nice to have someone caring for him after so long even though he should have been the one caring for Harry another thing taken from him when he'd been illegally incarcerated. He'd entered jail an honest joker who wasn't at all sure what he wanted to do with his life but had emerged a grown man hardened by his experiences who found it very difficult to laugh right now. He knew when something actually funny happened he'd laugh like a loon but he now took everything very seriously even more so when Kreacher placed a letter in his hands in handwriting he'd know anywhere. It was his fathers. He shuddered and opened the letter reading it with shaking hands.

Dear Sirius,

As I sit here and write this letter I am highly conflicted. I have two sons both of whom I love dearly and both on opposite sides of the spectrum our world now faces. One has joined the dark lord and his death eater ranks as he knows he will not get the approval of his mother if he does not and the other has left this house and chosen the light side because his mother oddly enough has always hated him. I have always found Walburgas hatred of her own son to be an alien and disgusting thing. Her hatred of you has led to me lying to her repeatedly.

When you were sorted into Gryffindor at school I was so proud someone had broken the mould and done something interesting. Obviously Walburga did not share my enthusiasm. Even old Alphard had been a Ravenclaw himself but was outcast from the family for reasons he would never share with me. When I asked Alphard about it he told me to never mention it again. I was always so annoyed I was kept in the dark about that as I found it unfair. I loved Alphard and didn't feel he deserved that. When I married Walburga she really was very beautiful and intelligent but something in her snapped somewhere along the way and she became the vile cretin she now is. I regret very much marrying her now that I have seen her true colours. She asked me to disinherit you and I told her I had done so but I lied to her. Instead I made you the new Lord Black to succeed me after my death. The family tree room had its charms removed by me behind her back so what she burned essentially was just wallpaper. I had to do it as I could no longer trust her.

I was so relieved that you had gone to Charlus Potters home. He has always been a wonderful and respectable man. I told him this to his face when I provided him with money for your care. As you no doubt know Blacks are very emotionally constipated people because my ancestors were never any good at showing them. I was always so bad at expressing myself but I was never prouder when you got out from under Walburga and prioritised your own safety. I am so guilty I couldn't have done that for you. I loved you so much my Sirius. Whatever you do in your life never doubt that much at least. Meet and marry whomever you choose and have the best life. Grimmauld Place and Black Manor, everything is yours now. If I could ask anything of you I would ask you to disinherit Walburga and Bellatrix. Andromeda pissed my father off over her choice of husband but what not many people know is that intended for her to marry Antonin Dolohov so in my own opinion she got off lightly when she went away and married Ted Tonks. I met the man in person a few times. In fact I insisted on doing so. When you read this a letter will have been sent to her stating I have reintroduced her into the family once more. I will take Theodore Tonks over Antonin Dolohov any day of the week.

I think we all know why as well. That man is vile and pure evil. There will never be anything good which comes from him. A bit like Walburga he initially looks great until his true colours come out. Please do as you like with your life but if you can help it I'd prefer you not to be an auror. I know you really want to but Minister Bagnold is very easily swayed and I don't want my precious baby boy working for someone like that. I don't trust her. In fact after Walburga revealed her true intentions for you I ended up trusting no one. She planned to kill you by poisoning your food and I had to use Black family magic to bind her magic if she ever tried to harm you. It used a lot of her blood and she hated me for it but I didn't care. I will never be able to care after that. As for Bellatrix she is an absolute lost cause and has no heart. She has a swinging brick which I'd love to throw at her. Scum like that do not deserve life. She is a waste of life and if I ever hear Dumbledore saying ever again that she should be given a second chance I'll curse him so badly he'll not leave the hospital wing for a month.

Narcissa is not bad but does need to learn to stand by the choices she makes. She doesn't get to make bad choices and then look for help afterwards because at that point no one will want to know. I am just telling you this in case you don't get that fact for yourself. Personally I will give you my standing on blood status because I know you will ask or want to know about it and here it is. If someone can perform magic and is not inherently evil or dark then they are fine with me. I have not always shared this opinion because of the insane people in our family still living but I am telling you this because by the time you are the head of this family most if not all of those people should be dead. I do love my family dearly and as a Black you will know family is everything but I cannot stand bigoted views with nothing logical to actually back them up. Most people in the family will say muggleborn people are scum of the earth but I recently made a discovery and I have not have told anyone about it.

I am telling you because I value you very much. At work I have a friend who is a muggleborn which I didn't initially realise as it simply never came up in conversation. When I did find out I asked her for a blood sample which she refused to give me. I was desperate to prove something to myself so I had Kreacher steal some of her blood from her arm as she slept. I know I shouldn't have done it and did come clean to her afterwards. When I tested her blood at the bank and paid them a large sum of money to keep the fact that it was not Black blood to themselves we discovered she had a grandfather who was a squib. She essentially descended from the Nightsbridge family who were thought to have died out ages ago. This changed her status to that of a half blood. It changed her life so much that she did forgive me for stealing her blood. What if all muggleborns descend from squibs? Does that mean our world is now full of half-bloods and purebloods only? Look I have no idea what this means but I thought you could do with knowing about it as well.

Sirius I am strong man when it comes to running my household but I was weak when it came to you. In all honesty I was scared if I did something I'd lose Regulus as well and I simply couldn't stand the idea of being childless. I am wrong and I say I am wrong. I am so sorry I didn't do enough for you. Walburga hid much of what she was doing from me and when I found out I immediately made you Lord Black and my heir and removed the family tree charms from the room. Like a fool Walburga burnt that portrait and it made her feel good but as you will now know it was all a lie. I am sick to my stomach thinking about it. When you get older have children of your own and never let anyone ever get in the way of your relationship with them. Do not be a fool like me! Am I disappointed Regulus became a death eater? Yes I am but losing my son in death would have been worse. I still hold out hope he might be saved. I can tell these days he realises he is in way over his head. He has asked Kreacher to do many strange things. He might be trying to get out of that life but I am not sure as this is only speculation on my part. I am bitterly disappointed Walburga made such a fool of me. As you know head of house Black has much power in the Wizengamot and Wizarding world in general. Use that power to affect good changes in our world and family my darling boy. I will always love you forever my sweet Sirius.

Love always your father X

Sirius read it and cried tears of joy, confusion and disappointment all rolled into one. He was so tired. He was planning to call it a night but Kreacher had other ideas. Before he could even think he found himself in the fanciest robes he'd ever seen in the foyer of Gringotts where he was ushered into an office by Sharpclaw his account manager.

"Welcome Sirius. Now before we give you your lordship ring I must explain a few things about your accounts as they will initially look confusing the way that Orion had them set up. Over here you will see an account with one hundred thousand galleons in it and over there you can see the family vault with one billion galleons in it. You will know of course that your family and most families of the sacred twenty eight are the richest clients we have. This account here was the account your father set up for your mother when he locked her out of the family accounts. She was told she could access this account but to be careful as she'd not get another knut from him. Now then here is your ring!" he said withdrawing the ring as Sirius laughed.

He laughed until he had tears falling from his eyes. He liked the sense of humour his father was showing here. His mother would have hated being restrained like that because she would have seen it as being something for those below her only. What an apt punishment for the vile woman. He took the ring from the box looking at it intensely for a moment. He felt very panicked in that situation. The ring of the Black family was no joke. It judged everyone who wore it harshly before they could become the lord of the family. With bile rising in his throat and his pulse racing wildly from nerves, with beads of sweat forming on his forehead he slipped the ring on.

"Sirius it goes on the right hand not the left!" Sharpclaw intoned as Sirius glanced down willing himself to laugh but couldn't do it. He was too nervous to laugh. Prison had matured him in ways he was only seeing now. He took the ring off with shaking hands and placed it on the right hand and as he did so it emitted a bright light which blocked him view. He felt the light enter his head through his occlumens shields and everything. Everything he'd ever done was played out before him piece by piece and he was judged for everything. At some of the bullying in school he felt disappointment and then rage at him wrongly being imprisoned. He oddly felt rage and jealousy coming from that fact that he'd had to leave and be with the potters to find love. He felt everything in his body which normal healing couldn't heal being fixed. His shrunken stomach from lack of food became what it used to be and he filled out properly in all areas he'd not done over the conventional healing magic. This was Black family magic and it consumed it completely. Once he was done he saw himself a conjured mirror and smiled a smile which left Sharpclaw feeling very nervous for anyone who ever crossed this man. He was now a force to be reckoned with. He glanced over as a black book was slid his way.

"This is the Black family ledger Lord Black. It details everyone who is alive in the family and beside them you will see some lined paragraph space into which you are to write with this blood quill what you wish to happen to them. This is extreme but is only done the one time so you do not permanently scar from it. It will hurt though!" he said as Sirius looked at the book.

Inside it he saw Narcissa Malfoy and her son with the mark of a widow beside her name. He saw Harry in there as well as Bellatrix, Andromeda, Nymphadora, Lucretia, Letitia, Marius and Alphard! It would seem Alphard was still alive living in Bulgaria! How random. He wondered what Alphard was doing there but decided to find out later on when he had more energy. He looked down at the book writing that Andromeda and Nymphadora were welcomed back into the family fold completely. He put down that Andromeda was welcome to have her old account back with all of the money it contained. She would be happy with that he had no doubt. The account originally for Walburga was changed so that it now contained one million galleons and it was given to young Draco so he could have the best life. Narcissa was given another vault containing her twenty million galleon bride price which was only being returned to her as Lucius had cheated on her and it had been stated in their contract that this would happen if he ever did. She would be heartbroken to know this about him so close to his death but such is life.

He left Alphards finances as they were as he seemed to be doing so well for himself and simply brought him back into the family. Lucretia lived in Cairo from which she ran an import export business which was doing exceptionally well. She was to be left alone and just informed there was a new Lord Black and he wished her and her family well. Letitia lived in Paris where she taught Potions at Beauxbatons Academy of magic. She was given the same message as Lucretia and an account with one million galleons in it as her finances were not always good. He saw Marius and actually laughed. He lived in Port Luis Mauritius where he ran his Herbology compound. It would seem Marius was a late developer and very late at that having developed his magical ability at the age of nine. He was thought a squib and cast from the family and form the looks of it had a fortune of his own. He was immediately welcomed back into the familial fold and told that the new Lord Black was delighted to have him back. He too was given an account with one million in it. The same type of account was handed out to Nymphadora which he had written in could do anything she wanted with that money and that no one could ever dictate how she spent it either. Harry was written down as his official heir to the head of the Black family with the written stipulation that this would only ever change if he himself elected to marry and have a family.

By the time he got home he fell into the master bed exhausted and relieved. What a day it had been.