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A/N: Ok I had to change the number of the chapters, so I could re-arrange the whole Sirius story, giving it only 1 chapter, all to itself…so I suggest you read the last chapter "Sirius' story" cause I had to totally change it because of book 5, but I like this one better anyway…that's why this one's moved up one chapter. Sorry O__O
Sirius touched the small portkey sent to him, and instantly felt the effects of the whirlpool, enjoying it for seconds before he hit the hard ground in his parents' house. Clearly not pleased at being in the place he despised before he had to, Sirius brushed himself off and made his way towards the living room, like he had dreadfully expected, his mother and father were both there, and so was his little brother…and someone else.
"Sirius, we'd like both you and you're brother to meet someone, you see this is Mr. Travers," she said pointing to the rather handsome stranger, with his short curly blond hair and icy blue eyes.
"Hello," Sirius said politely.
"Hello Sirius," the man put out his hand which Sirius shook, "I've heard quite a lot about you."
"Anything good? Or is it all bad?" Sirius said lightly, making the man smile elegantly, yet his eyes remained cold.
"Actually what I heard is not only good, it's absolutely brilliant. You're parents have told me of the things you've done, the level of magic you're capable of at such young age, it had left me breathless. What are you now? 12 or 13?"
"12, my birthday is next fall!" Sirius said, not quite sure he had heard Travers right, his parents had turned cold towards him after he had been placed in Gryffindor last year, "are you sure you were talking to MY parents???"
"Oh yes, very sure," Travers laughed softly, "they are very fond of you, I found that they believe you will grow to be a very fine gentleman…though they fear you're associates at school might be some kind of an obstacle—"
"MY FRIENDS ARE—" Sirius could never stand people insulting his friends, specially his family, and was about to give Travers a BIG piece of his mind, but he cut in.
"I didn't say I agreed young master Black, try to keep you're temper in control. It would be a shame to have such handsome talented young man fall in trap of his own rage."
"Ok enough niceties, what do you want with me?" Sirius said not caring he was being rude, the less time he spend in his family's house the better…and the cold eyes were starting to get to him.
"SIRIUS," his mother screeched, Mr. Black squeezed her shoulder, so she wouldn't go on.
"Mind you're manners," his father said calmly, turning to apologize to Travers, who shook his head quickly smiling at Sirius.
"You're son is a clever one, Voldemort would be nothing short of pleased to get to know him."
"Who's Voldemort?" Sirius asked, the name sounded a bit odd to his ears.
"I see there is no waiting around with you, very well then. I've come here to invite the black family to a feast, held by Voldemort, a VERY talented wizard from Albania, and thought it would be nice to meet you little ones, since you are invited as well!"
"A…a feast you say?" Sirius asked, his mind working fast, thinking of all the pranks he'd be able to work there.
"Yes, and it will be absolutely admirable, as Voldemort is rather POWERFULLY magical," Travers light eyes shown in a way that it sent shivers up Sirius' spine, he didn't know why, but Sirius had instant dislike for both Travers and the Voldemort guy he kept talking about.
"Great," Sirius said quickly, he had to find out for himself what was going on, "I'll be there!"
A/N: Ok I had to change the number of the chapters, so I could re-arrange the whole Sirius story, giving it only 1 chapter, all to itself…so I suggest you read the last chapter "Sirius' story" cause I had to totally change it because of book 5, but I like this one better anyway…that's why this one's moved up one chapter. Sorry O__O
Sirius touched the small portkey sent to him, and instantly felt the effects of the whirlpool, enjoying it for seconds before he hit the hard ground in his parents' house. Clearly not pleased at being in the place he despised before he had to, Sirius brushed himself off and made his way towards the living room, like he had dreadfully expected, his mother and father were both there, and so was his little brother…and someone else.
"Sirius, we'd like both you and you're brother to meet someone, you see this is Mr. Travers," she said pointing to the rather handsome stranger, with his short curly blond hair and icy blue eyes.
"Hello," Sirius said politely.
"Hello Sirius," the man put out his hand which Sirius shook, "I've heard quite a lot about you."
"Anything good? Or is it all bad?" Sirius said lightly, making the man smile elegantly, yet his eyes remained cold.
"Actually what I heard is not only good, it's absolutely brilliant. You're parents have told me of the things you've done, the level of magic you're capable of at such young age, it had left me breathless. What are you now? 12 or 13?"
"12, my birthday is next fall!" Sirius said, not quite sure he had heard Travers right, his parents had turned cold towards him after he had been placed in Gryffindor last year, "are you sure you were talking to MY parents???"
"Oh yes, very sure," Travers laughed softly, "they are very fond of you, I found that they believe you will grow to be a very fine gentleman…though they fear you're associates at school might be some kind of an obstacle—"
"MY FRIENDS ARE—" Sirius could never stand people insulting his friends, specially his family, and was about to give Travers a BIG piece of his mind, but he cut in.
"I didn't say I agreed young master Black, try to keep you're temper in control. It would be a shame to have such handsome talented young man fall in trap of his own rage."
"Ok enough niceties, what do you want with me?" Sirius said not caring he was being rude, the less time he spend in his family's house the better…and the cold eyes were starting to get to him.
"SIRIUS," his mother screeched, Mr. Black squeezed her shoulder, so she wouldn't go on.
"Mind you're manners," his father said calmly, turning to apologize to Travers, who shook his head quickly smiling at Sirius.
"You're son is a clever one, Voldemort would be nothing short of pleased to get to know him."
"Who's Voldemort?" Sirius asked, the name sounded a bit odd to his ears.
"I see there is no waiting around with you, very well then. I've come here to invite the black family to a feast, held by Voldemort, a VERY talented wizard from Albania, and thought it would be nice to meet you little ones, since you are invited as well!"
"A…a feast you say?" Sirius asked, his mind working fast, thinking of all the pranks he'd be able to work there.
"Yes, and it will be absolutely admirable, as Voldemort is rather POWERFULLY magical," Travers light eyes shown in a way that it sent shivers up Sirius' spine, he didn't know why, but Sirius had instant dislike for both Travers and the Voldemort guy he kept talking about.
"Great," Sirius said quickly, he had to find out for himself what was going on, "I'll be there!"