Hey! Here is the next chapter. Just a note to Prongs29… I said that it never says anything about James' siblings in the books, but yes, on that little page on 103 in OoP it does. I"VE NEVER BEEN DEFEATED! Prongs29, I congratulated you, I have never been wrong in my HP knowledge, if you knew my friends you could ask them and they would vouch for that statement. I doubt it will happen again, but thank you for telling me. I stand defeated. Thank you to everyone, who has reviewed, it means so much to me. I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters, they belong to J.K. Rowling! Oh another note, I was going to put in Flying lessons before but I forgot so in this story they have flying lessons in October and not September.

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"Classes going fine?"

"Except for my classmates," Sirius looked up at Andromeda.

She looked grim, "Just ignore them."

Sirius was silent for a moment. She had caught him walking out of the Great Hall and she was now accompanying him up to Gryffindor Tower.

"Er, Andromeda is it true that our family are Dark Wizards?"

Andromeda sighed. She looked down at her young cousin, "Who said that?"

"Potter," Sirius replied.

"I had a feeling he would. Well, I'm not the right one to ask."

"Why not?" asked Sirius.

"I have no experience in the matter. I could give you an answer, but it would be one that I got from someone else, I think you should ask a good source. One who has made the decision about right and wrong, a decision that you are battling with."

"Who's that?"

"Uncle Alphard," Andromeda smiled at the thought of her favorite great uncle.

"I'm not allowed to talk to him," Sirius said automatically. "If Mother or Father ever knew…"

"How would they find out?" Andromeda asked.

"He wouldn't tell?" Sirius asked.

"I've been in contact with him for seven years, and he's never mentioned it to anyone," Andromeda told him. "Owl him, and ask him. He'll give you a fair answer."

Sirius stopped walking, and Andromeda not noticing him next to her kept walking. He frown, why wasn't he allowed to talk to Uncle Alphard? "Hey, wait! Andromeda why can't I talk to Uncle Alphard?" He looked up to see her half way down the hall.

"Your parents don't like him. He fought against Grindelward in the war," Andromeda informed him. She stopped and let him catch up. "He was in the Ministry for years."

"Did the family really support Grindelward? Potter said they did!"

"Ah well, that is another question to ask Uncle Alphard, he was in the middle of it," Andromeda told him. She stopped walking.

They were at Gryffindor Tower.

"I'll do that," Sirius nodded. "I'll owl him tonight."

"Good," Andromeda hugged him tightly.

"Is Uncle Alphard still in the family?" asked Sirius.

Andromeda shrugged, "For now. Keep your head up!"

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After finishing his homework, Sirius sat on his bed with a fresh piece of parchment. He had his Potions book on his lap. He chewed the end of his quill trying to think about what he should write. He barely knew Uncle Alphard; he wasn't invited to family parties anymore. Had Uncle Alphard been in Gryffindor too? His parents never spoke his name, and if they did it was like saying a curse word.


Dear Uncle Alphard,

Hello Uncle, its Sirius! I am writing to you with a few questions. Andromeda suggested that I write you. I'm not sure if you have heard but I got into Gryffindor, and I'm finding out many new things. One boy in my dorm said our family is Dark Wizards and supported Grindelward. I was wondering if this was true. Thank you for reading, and I look forward to your response.

Sirius Black

Sirius read the letter over a few times, and then nodded. He would send it in the morning.

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Flying lessons. Sirius saw the note posted on the bulletin board in Gryffindor Tower. He rolled his eyes and went to sit down. He knew how to fly. He really wanted to try out for the Quidditch team, but you had to be at least a second year. Stupid rules, Sirius thought.

Thursday morning the Gryffindors left the Great Hall for their lesson. It was now the middle of October and chilly. Sirius was glad he had brought his Cloak. As he walked, he listened to the conversations around him. One could tell whom the Mudbloods were at once, they were all talking excitingly among themselves and asking questions about flying. Lily Evans told everyone she would be the first to fall off she just knew it.

Sirius looked to see whom they were having the lesson with. He saw students already standing by broomsticks. He groaned at once when he saw the small figure of Severus Snape. Great, Sirius thought, what he always wanted to spend more time with the Slytherins.

Without a word, Sirius went to stand by a broom. He looked down at it; it looked a hundred years old. He tried to find the model but it seemed due to age it had faded. Sirius rolled his eyes.

Their teacher Professor Katch barked at them to stand by a broom. Sirius smiled inside, he was already in position.

"Flying can be a dangerous thing. I don't want any of you to go higher than I instruct or take any unnecessary chances. Do I make myself clear?"

The class spoke as one, "Yes Professor Katch."

"Anyone who does not follow my rules will be disciplined properly."

She didn't say how.

"Now, stick your right hand over your broom, " Professor Katch instructed and say, "UP!"

Sirius almost lazily said, "Up!" with everyone else. A few brooms came to the student's call. Sirius now holding his broom looked around. James Potter was holding a broom, as was a boy named Nott. That was it.

Sirius gripped his broom correctly. He looked around; Snape still didn't have his broom in his hand. Sirius couldn't resist, "It won't bite you know." He called over to Snape.

Snape looked up and glared when he saw Sirius with a broom in his hand.

"Scared to leave the ground?" Sirius laughed.

Snape turned a dark red and looked down.

A pure blood wizard couldn't get his broom to come to him? Sirius thought, strange. But then he remembered on the train that Snape spent most of the time reading. That's what he did at home, Sirius thought, had his nose in a book all day. What a life.

The only other exciting part of the lesson was Lily Evans did fall off her broom, though she was only an inch or two off the ground.