Blood Feud
By: Karine
Rating: R
Disclaimer: You know the drill, it's getting highly repetitive and annoying.
Summary: Sirius Black always knew he wasn't like the rest of his "dark" family, and at Hogwarts, he's hoping to find his place and be able to be himself. But nothing is like what he expected it to be, because no one can see past his name, so he, instead, turns to a solution that could bring him eternal peace….
A/N: I know I said that the last chapter was the end of this fic, but I had forgotten something to include in it, something important, Harry's reaction to the story. So, I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, but don't forget that it was meant to be included in chapter two ;) Also, my usual thanks to Trin for beta reading this chapter, as always :D
Chapter Three
Harry's Thoughts
Harry stared at the book, shock and disbelief flashing from his green eyes, mingled with unshed tears. He couldn't believe that his godfather had actually tried to kill himself. But on the other hand, he could rely on what Sirius had felt, because he had been there. What the Dursleys have had him endure made him feel exactly like that, and the only thing that kept Harry from doing anything irreversible had been his stubbornness.
Even in Hogwarts there were countless times where depression kept him down, but he always had friends that stood by his side no matter what. When everyone in the school thought that he was Slytherin's heir, Ron and Hermione stayed with him while the twins found this situation altogether funny. They were even going out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through. . .". This thought brought a small smile to the boy's lip, though it didn't last long.
The point was that Harry had always had someone to rely on in those numerous occasions where depression got the better of him, and Sirius had had no one.
Another feeling made his way through the young Gryffindor's heart, guilt, and for two reasons that were completely different.
First, it had struck him while reading that his father and Sirius had extremely good reasons to loathe his potions professor. But he hadn't known that back when he had been in Snape's pensieve. His ignorance on that subject had caused him to question his father, godfather and even his parents wedding. He had even risked being expulsed by sneaking in Umbridge's office to talk to Sirius, fully knowing that he didn't only risked his career at Hogwarts, but his godfather's life as well.
Something else had struck him during his reading, the mere thought of it had made his heart clench, but it was true nonetheless. He had thought about how much is life would have changed if his father had not found Sirius that night, something that might have resulted in Harry's parents being alive today.
That had hurt. Because as much as the boy loved his parents, he had to admit that he *didn't* know them, unlike Sirius. He had come to know him very well during those two years, not well enough it seemed, but he had *known* him, unlike his parents.
Harry wondered briefly about how awful that sounded, choosing Sirius over his parents, but that was all because of one man.
Voldemort had robbed him of his life, first by killing his parents, then causing his godfather's demise. That brought a fresh wave of hatred toward the man he already loathed.
The sound of the doorbell below then the usual screeching of Mrs Black jerked him out of his thoughts. The screeching made something inside of him snap, and he vowed that if no one had by then, he would blast that stupid portrait the second he was able to do magic outside of school.
Deciding that he had brooded enough on his thoughts, he picked the book up again. He was praying that the second story was more cheerful because he didn't think he could make it through another depressing matter.
The *real* End
A/N: OK, so, this is the real end to the story Blood Feud. The third instalment of this story is already planned out, I only have to write it. Here is the summary for this upcoming fic:
The Marauder's Revenge
Summary: The bond between Sirius and James strengthen during the former's recovery from his near death experience. Those few days spent in the infirmary are put to good use; swapping family stories, Quidditch talk etc.. But it is also used to plan their revenge against Snape and his cousins…
Reviewers: My thanks to Elwen and Lizzie24 for the reviews :D
By: Karine
Rating: R
Disclaimer: You know the drill, it's getting highly repetitive and annoying.
Summary: Sirius Black always knew he wasn't like the rest of his "dark" family, and at Hogwarts, he's hoping to find his place and be able to be himself. But nothing is like what he expected it to be, because no one can see past his name, so he, instead, turns to a solution that could bring him eternal peace….
A/N: I know I said that the last chapter was the end of this fic, but I had forgotten something to include in it, something important, Harry's reaction to the story. So, I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, but don't forget that it was meant to be included in chapter two ;) Also, my usual thanks to Trin for beta reading this chapter, as always :D
Harry stared at the book, shock and disbelief flashing from his green eyes, mingled with unshed tears. He couldn't believe that his godfather had actually tried to kill himself. But on the other hand, he could rely on what Sirius had felt, because he had been there. What the Dursleys have had him endure made him feel exactly like that, and the only thing that kept Harry from doing anything irreversible had been his stubbornness.
Even in Hogwarts there were countless times where depression kept him down, but he always had friends that stood by his side no matter what. When everyone in the school thought that he was Slytherin's heir, Ron and Hermione stayed with him while the twins found this situation altogether funny. They were even going out of their way to march ahead of Harry down the corridors, shouting, "Make way for the Heir of Slytherin, seriously evil wizard coming through. . .". This thought brought a small smile to the boy's lip, though it didn't last long.
The point was that Harry had always had someone to rely on in those numerous occasions where depression got the better of him, and Sirius had had no one.
Another feeling made his way through the young Gryffindor's heart, guilt, and for two reasons that were completely different.
First, it had struck him while reading that his father and Sirius had extremely good reasons to loathe his potions professor. But he hadn't known that back when he had been in Snape's pensieve. His ignorance on that subject had caused him to question his father, godfather and even his parents wedding. He had even risked being expulsed by sneaking in Umbridge's office to talk to Sirius, fully knowing that he didn't only risked his career at Hogwarts, but his godfather's life as well.
Something else had struck him during his reading, the mere thought of it had made his heart clench, but it was true nonetheless. He had thought about how much is life would have changed if his father had not found Sirius that night, something that might have resulted in Harry's parents being alive today.
That had hurt. Because as much as the boy loved his parents, he had to admit that he *didn't* know them, unlike Sirius. He had come to know him very well during those two years, not well enough it seemed, but he had *known* him, unlike his parents.
Harry wondered briefly about how awful that sounded, choosing Sirius over his parents, but that was all because of one man.
Voldemort had robbed him of his life, first by killing his parents, then causing his godfather's demise. That brought a fresh wave of hatred toward the man he already loathed.
The sound of the doorbell below then the usual screeching of Mrs Black jerked him out of his thoughts. The screeching made something inside of him snap, and he vowed that if no one had by then, he would blast that stupid portrait the second he was able to do magic outside of school.
Deciding that he had brooded enough on his thoughts, he picked the book up again. He was praying that the second story was more cheerful because he didn't think he could make it through another depressing matter.
The *real* End
A/N: OK, so, this is the real end to the story Blood Feud. The third instalment of this story is already planned out, I only have to write it. Here is the summary for this upcoming fic:
The Marauder's Revenge
Summary: The bond between Sirius and James strengthen during the former's recovery from his near death experience. Those few days spent in the infirmary are put to good use; swapping family stories, Quidditch talk etc.. But it is also used to plan their revenge against Snape and his cousins…
Reviewers: My thanks to Elwen and Lizzie24 for the reviews :D