A/n there's my first attempt at slash, be nice please. (be nice= give me nice reviews). The pairing is Sirius/other, eventually Sirius/Remus. Or not exactly. Let's just say, Sirius for sure.

Disclaimer: blah, blah, blah. You-Know-What (sure we do, Philosopher's Stone)

Rating: R to be honest it could be PG-13 as well, but I have some ideas what to do with some characters, and it's not going to be pleasant. To them, I mean.

Warning: Slash, yaoi, homosexuality (boys are only hugging and saying they're attracted to other boys, nothing more yet) whatever you call it, it's there. Torture (also only mentioned), stuff like that.

Anything else?

Question of circumstances

Chapter 1

"It's impossible..."

"Professor, why's Sirius not here?" Asked James Potter after the beginning of the seventh year. Dumbledore fell silent for few seconds.

"I don't think you want to know."

"We do! Sirius is our friend, we have to know!" James exclaimed suddenly angry. Rest of his gang nodded furiously.

"Well... come with me." He said and led them to his office. He looked through a pile of papers on his desk. Then he picked up a letter and presented it to them. "Don't tell a soul about what you will read in a moment, please."

"Yes, sir." Remus said, leaning over James alongside with Lily and Peter to read.

Dumbledore-
it's getting serious again. He's murdering pure-bloods. Last night we saw the Dark Mark above Black's house, and when we came there Taurus Black was already dead, tortured to death, Aurora was with us at the time. She's in terrible shock. Their son – Sirius – is missing.
Moody

James rose his paled face. "No..." he whispered. "It's impossible..." the others were silent.

***

"Mr Potter!"

"Yes, professor?"

"And the rest of you. I'm afraid I've got news."

"About Sirius?"

"Yes. Follow me." He took all of them in his office once again and sat down. "I must warn you, I'll show you a letter I received from Moody, but it contains some drastic details. I was asked to visit him this weekend, for questioning. If you find yourself able to going, I shall take you with me."

"Very well." Remus was strong. He watched his mother being torn to pieces by the werewolf that once bit him. He watched his father blast the beast into oblivian in return. He could stand whatever was wrong with Sirius.

Dumbledore-
we found the Black's boy yesterday. He was in a muggle house, far away from everywhere. He was used as a training toy for youths for unforgiveables. And also to develop new methods of torture. They did a damn good job. The boy would have died of exhaustion had we came minutes later. There might have been other purpose in kidnaping him, other then they knew he is strong enough to be put under the Cruciatus for longer. How did they know, I'm not certain. Anyway, a terrible sight. Good thing someone persuaded Aurora to stay home once she knew we've almost found him, she'd need help too. He was tight and hanging over ankle-high puddle of his own blood. He was still conscious, in the medical sort of way. Two weeks of no sleep I daresay. They're still working on him, from what I know, and hopefully he'll live. We need to question him, about what he saw, but Aurora doesn't agree. I hope you can make her understand. I know why they left. There was a werewolf there. The muggle boy, also in pretty same condition. Perhaps it was him.
Moody

All four was speechless. Dumbledore was watching them from over his glasses. Lily was close to tears. Remus was gritting his teeth. How dare they. How dare anybody hurt his Sirius?!

His Sirius? Where did that come from?

*~*~*

"Remus." Said Sirius one night, looking unusually serious. Remus groaned and rolled to the other side of his bed. "Remus wake up." He whispered urgently.

"What?" He snapped at his friend.

"I need to talk to you."

"You need to talk to me, and you wake me up at two in the morning. Couldn't it wait till the morning?"

"No." Dark-haired boy shifted uneasily.

"Well? Since I'm awake I may as well listen to you." Sirius was definiately not himself. 'No wonder at this hour.' "Damn, Padfoot, you're so nervous, as if you were about proposing!" Sirius if anything was even more embrassed.

"Moony... I..." he stopped and shook his head. "You remember what I told you about girls, in the pub, some time ago? And what you said?"

"That they're just the alternative?"

"Yeah..."

"So?"

"Well... you're the other."

"Pardon?"

"The alternative. Girls or you. I choose you." Sirius whispered leaning over his friend. Remus blinked several times to chew it over. He stared into blue eyes above his face.

"You mean..."

"I'm in love with you."

"But... I'm... a werewolf..." Remus whispered.

"We covered it already, Remie."

"I... no. I do not want you." Young werewolf said. Sirius didn't show how much he was hurt, if he was at al.

"Okay. I... Remus, you won't..."

"No, it's okay. Go to sleep." He heard Sirius going to his own bed. Perhaps he did act wrong... making Padfoot think he was actually interested. He didn't know when or how it happened, but it was wrong. Perhaps because Padfoot was much closer to the Wolf then Prongs or Wormtail. Poor Padfoot. 'I just hope he'll get over it. I don't want to lose him.'

*~*~*

"Sirius, guests to see you." Someone rose from the ground.

It was Sirius Black standing before their eyes – but hadn't they know it, they wouldn't believe. He was wearing only loose fitting trousers, his bare torso was covered in scratches, bruises, wounds and scars. One moon-shaped scar to be exact. Remus' eyes were fixed upon it for a time. So, now Sirius was what he was... he felt the pain... And then he felt someone's eyes on him. Someone was watching him from behind the young man. A boy, with dark blonde hair and brown eyes, dressed as his companion, and as hurt was studying him. Suddenly the boy gasped, snarled at Remus and wrapped his arms around Sirius possesivly. Young man embraced him in return shielding him from harm. He then rose his eyes to meet their gaze.

Then it struct them. It was his eyes that changed. No mischievous sparkling, no energy, nothing in fact. They were dull. Similar to the other boy's eyes.

Remus held his breath.

"They've been like that since they woke up. That's about last evening. Rarely talk to anyone but themselves. Both made werewolves... it's only my guessing, but probably they found mate in each other." It hit Remus like a brick dropped on his head. Could Sirius find a mate?

"Sirius..." James whispered. "Sirius..."

"Yes?" He watched them carefully. His eyes were locked longer on Remus then on anybody else. James stepped forward to embrace him, but the boy quickly placed himself in front of Sirius and growled.

"Don't you dare!" he hissed. Sirius gently pulled him backward murmuring soothingly. They both backed slightly.

"Sirius, what's going on?" James demended. His friend rose his empty eyes. It took a minute before he spoke softly.

"I don't know you." James' brain was on its way to Hawaii. Lily dropped her jaw, and stared speechless. Remus was shocked, more then ever in his life. Peter was blinking and muttering something unintelligent. Then someone else came. Tall, dark-haired witch with red, swollen eyes.

"Hello, Aurora." Said professor Dumbledore. Sirius' mother.

"So, you came. But I am not going to let you question him. You think it was not enough, what's been done? Why can't you just leave him alone?" As she said it she walked over to Sirius and tried to pull him into a hug, but Sirius jumped away. The boy clung to him again. "Sirius... what's wrong with you... what's wrong?" His gaze was cold and even, yet curious.

"Who are you?" He asked. The woman took few steps backwards as if slapped.

"Sirius... child..." She said pleadingly. "You must remember me... I'm your mother." He just shook his head.

"I'm sorry."

"What do you remember, Sirius?" Dumbledore asked. The boy rose his head.

"Darkness." He replied honestly.

"Do you remember anything you've been taught?"

"Yes. Everything." All of the people gave an astounded gasp.

"And you?" Dumbledore asked the boy next to Sirius.

"More or less." He whispered.

"Aurora, can I speak to you for a second?" They walked a few feets away from the group. "I think I know why he's been taken... they seem to lack soldiers, and the Imperius requires energy and concentration."

"You're trying to tell me, they've tried to brainwash him? To make him a Death Eater?"

"Stronger and more loyal than anybody else." He finished for her. The woman seemed frozen to the core.

"And... it's permanent?"

"I'm afraid so."

"No..." few tears leaked down her face. "No. I've already lost Taurus, why couldn't Sirius be okay?" She started to cry openly. Dumbledore put a hand on her shoulder.

"Aurora... he's still here. He'd lost his memories, but his personality is still there. He's not lost. They didn't took away what was connected with school, so maybe there are some thoughts untouched." The woman nodded.

"Could I take him home?"

"Perhaps, it'd be better to take him to Hogwarts." Aurora nodded.

"All right. Can I come to see him sometimes?"

"Yes, of course."

"Well. I suppose you'd need to get him some of his school things? I'll go and pack them now. I'll bring them here. Wait please." She said and went away. Dumbledore sighed and walked to the group of teenagers.

"Sirius? You shall be going with us to Hogwarts." Both Sirius and the boy rose their eyes.

"We." He responded.

"Excuse me?"

"We, if anybody." Sirius explained. The boy clung to him. Dumbledore and the rest were quite stunned.

"Well. Alright then." The group watched the two boys.

"When we'll be going, professor?" Asked James.

"As soon as Aurora brings in Sirius' things."