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Two weeks went by. Sirius' mother was still sending Howlers so Sirius avoided the Great Hall at breakfast time. His parent's owl would find him though and he would have to listen to the howling of his mother's voice but at least the other students couldn't hear.
He wasn't sure how he had lasted these two past weeks. The Gryffindors kept changing the password and he had spent a few nights either outside of Gryffindor Tower or he would seek out the room he had stayed in the first night.
His classes were fine, in Transfiguration after the first day James Potter had taken the spotlight. McGonagall said Potter had natural talent at Transfiguration. Sirius always finished right after him.
Charms was something else Sirius was good at, but Lily Evans was number one in that class. Charms was easy for her, and she would spent her time in the common room reading Charms textbooks borrowed from the library.
Defense Against the Dark Arts was Sirius' subject, with Remus Lupin behind him. Learning about curses, and Dark animals was interesting to Sirius. He couldn't wait until they would be allowed to duel; before coming to Hogwarts he use to spent time in the library reading about curses and the Dark Arts.
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One morning as the end of September approached Sirius was discovered down in the kitchens eating. The Howlers had stopped coming every day but Mrs. Black still liked to remind her son that she was angry which him so to be on the safe side Sirius avoided the Great Hall.
"Ah young Mr. Black."
Sirius turned to find Dumbledore at the door. He was wearing midnight blue robes and was smiling at Sirius.
"Table for one?"
"Yes sir," Sirius looked down.
"Ah, I am indeed sorry that your time at Hogwarts has been unpleasant," Dumbledore conjured up a chair and sat across from Sirius.
"Not your fault," Sirius shrugged not meeting the Headmaster's eyes.
"I must be the only person other than your cousin, who believes the Sorting Hat made an excellent decision," Dumbledore smiled at him.
"You believe I belong in Gryffindor?" Sirius asked amazed. He looked up at Dumbledore.
"My dear boy, the Sorting Hat does not put students into Houses based on their family. The Sorting Hat sorts based on each student's personality and what is in your head. You
are in Gryffindor because you are brave, loyal, and smart. To be in Slytherin, one has to have ambition and cunning, I do not see that in you."
"Why is it such a disgrace to my family then? If we are sorted on based who we are…" Sirius trailed off confused.
"I would think that your family values their ambition and cunning, and you being in Gryffindor shows them you don't value what they do. Some families pride themselves on belonging to one House, and you have now broken that."
Sirius nodded, "Sir may I ask you a question?"
"Obviously you have done so, but yes I will answer another question."
"What my family believes in… is it right?"
"Ah, that question you ask me, I can't answer. Everyone's right or wrong is different."
"What do you believe is right sir?" Sirius asked.
"My right?" Dumbledore sighed. "My right is we should be at peace, for no one is more special or different. If someone comes along wanting to change that then I will fight him to my death."
"Like a Dark Lord? I heard talk about another one."
"Ah, well a good source?"
Sirius sighed, "I don't know. I thought his family was respectable… like mine, but now I don't know." Sirius looked away.
"What is wrong?"
"I feel like I've been living a lie. Everything I thought was true is no longer true. I feel like my parent's lied to me my whole life."
"My advice to you young Black is to figure out what you believe in. Listen to what the Gryffindors believe in and where they stand, and then compare that to what your family believes in. Then, see if the Sorting Hat did place you correctly or not."
"Is my family a… Dark family?"
"Ah, that question goes along with the right or wrong, you must discover that for yourself," Dumbledore smiled at him. "I do not wish to give you my opinion, you should find the facts for yourself."
Sirius nodded.
"I believe you have classes?" Dumbledore smiled at him.
"Yes sir," Sirius grabbed his bag and got up. He turned around at the door though,
"Thank you sir."
"Your welcome Sirius, do come by if you ever need to talk," Dumbledore told him. "One part of being a teacher I do miss is talking with my students and getting to know them."
Sirius left for his first class. Dumbledore's chat with him had given him a lot to think about, and he thought at his first chance he was going to the library and see what history books said about the Blacks.