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Summary
Sirius' story. His whole story.
A life full of angst, loves and friends, all getting mixed up in the crazy web that only Sirius and his weird mind can create.
He gets accepted to Hogwarts and his life starts to look up.
There is a catch. There's always a catch in Sirius' life.
He falls in love with a girl.
That usually doesn't mean trouble, but with this girl, it's different…
Chapter 4-Too much history.
Here I was, running from my biggest problem. When my mother was alive, she told me that you should never run from your problems. You should deal with them and be brave. How I missed my mum. I almost started crying, right there, but, as my mother used to say, 'chin up.' My father used to be so nice when she was alive. When she died, he locked himself away and confined himself. Debbie, his Guidance counsellor, helped him. They fell for each other. She had been divorced, with kids. They married each other and lived as a family of four. With another boy lying forgotten. Me.
I couldn't take it. I relaxed and let the tears that had been held from 3 years of torture flow uncontrollably. I sat down, leaning against a wall and cried into my hands. I sat there for ages, almost letting me cry myself to sleep.
I was nearly asleep, when a somewhat, familiar voice brought me back to consciousness.
'Excuse me?' The boy said uncertainly. I looked up. 'Sirius Black? Is that you?!?!?'
It was James Potter. He went to my last primary school. I never had any friends there because I didn't want any. I never wanted to be around people since after my Mum died.
'Yeah, it's me.'
'Why were you crying? What's wrong?' James was definitely the most popular boy in Rush primary. (My last school) He was really nice and always helped people. He was a troublemaker, like me. He had a smile that made girls melt, even if he was only 11 and he had money to make the queen jealous.
'Nothing, I don't want to talk about it. Ok.'
'Oh, ok, but what are you doing in front of my house at 8:00 at night? Don't you live on the other side of town?'
'Your house?' I looked up at the house, which I was sitting in front of, for the first time. The house was HUGE! It was white and had loads of towers and balconies, looking more like a castle than a house. It was amazing. 'You live here! I mean, I knew you were rich, but wow!'
'Yeah.' He said grimly, 'So what are you doing here at eight o'clock at night? Not planning to sleep on the streets are you?' He asked, lightening the mood.
I frowned.
'I ran away. No big deal.'
'You ran away?' He looked shocked. I thought he would ask me why, instead, he said. 'We always have spare bedrooms if you need a place to stay.'
'Really?' James was so nice. He didn't even know me very well.
'Yeah! God knows you can't stay out on these streets after dark. Let's go inside.' He went through the gate and I followed, still awed at how nice James was. I wouldn't have done that to someone I didn't know. 'Wait here while I tell my Mum.' He walked away, leaving me alone in a room the size of my house.
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