Dear Mr. Jesus (An Abused Child's Prayer)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Harry Potter. JK Rowling does. I also don't own this song, Dear Mr. Jesus (An Abused Child's Prayer), either. The words and music are by Richard Klender. But I do own this plot.

Continuation….

[Please don't let them hurt your children]

Five-year-old Sirius looked at his "mother" fearfully.

"Don't ever associate with those muggles again, understand?" the woman scolded.

"Yes," Sirius murmured.

"I can't hear you!" the woman whipped Sirius.

Sirius cried out.

"I understand!" Sirius shrank away from the woman he never dared call his mother.

"Freak," the woman muttered. "No wonder you're like that. Your parents were worthless people."

"Mommy and Daddy weren't worthless!" Sirius defended, earning himself another beating.

"Shut up!" his aunt screamed.

Sirius cowered on the floor. He closed his eyes and tried to block away the pain of his aunt's words.

He couldn't understand. His uncle said that Sirius would have a home again. But it wasn't true. His uncle said that Sirius could call his aunt and uncle 'Mommy and Daddy.' But they didn't deserve the title. They were very mean to Sirius. But what did Sirius do?

"Why don't you like Mommy and Daddy?" Sirius asked his aunt.

"Because they were stupid wizards. Associating with muggles…. They were the disgrace to the Black line," the woman answered, an insane edge in her voice. "It was a good thing that they were killed. A pity you took after them. We thought we could change you but it's hopeless. You're a disgrace! You should have been killed!"

This was how Sirius grew to hate his new parents. His aunt and uncle who promised a home that never existed. His aunt and uncle who promised a love that was never there to begin with. Who were they to tell Sirius to call them 'Daddy' or 'Mommy' when they don't act like it?

If Sirius only had the evidence, he'd think that they were the cause of his parents' death. 


[We need love and shelter from the storm]

Sirius made a face at his younger brother as Regulus tried to break Sirius' broomstick.

"Petrificus Totalus," Sirius muttered, pointing his mother's wand at Regulus.

"Mom!" Regulus shouted, unable to move. "Dad! He used his wand again!"

"Tattletale!" Sirius hissed.

Regulus smirked as his father and mother entered the room.

Sirius looked at his uncle coldly.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to use your wand?" his uncle asked.

Sirius just watched his aunt help Regulus by reversing the spell.

"I'm talking to you, boy!" Sirius' uncle hit Sirius hard. Sirius didn't make a sound. "The next time you try to use magic, I'll get that wand and break it to pieces, you stupid child!"

"Try it," Sirius retorted, unperturbedly.

"What did you say?" Sirius' uncle asked, silkily.

"You heard me," Sirius replied in a dangerous voice.

"I won't tolerate that disrespectful tone, young man!" Sirius' aunt cut in.

Sirius saw Regulus smirking from behind Sirius' aunt and uncle.

"Then don't," Sirius talked back. "I'll speak to you this way forever and you can't do anything about it!"

"Watch your tongue!" his aunt shouted.

"Sirius," his uncle said, warningly.

"Shut up!" Sirius shouted back. "You aren't my parents. You never cared. Never gave me love or a home. I don't owe you anything!"

"You owe us your life!" Sirius' uncle shouted.

"I owe you nothing! You don't feed me! My friends do. And now, you forbid me from seeing them. You don't even buy me any robes to wear. You're not my parents!!!"

"That's it!" Sirius' aunt said.

She got out her wand.

"Crucio!" Sirius' aunt pointed her wand at him.

Sirius sank to the ground, trying not to scream, but failing.

"Crucio," his uncle also said, pointing his wand at the already convulsing body of the eight-year-old Sirius.

Sirius didn't know how long it took. But when his aunt and uncle left the room with Regulus, Sirius could see that it was already dark.

A small tear escaped his eye.


[Please don't let them hurt your children]

Eleven-year-old Sirius glared at Regulus as the younger wizard took Sirius' letter from his hands.

"Stupid git!" Sirius pointed his wand at Regulus. "Give it back or I'll hit you."

"You can't use your wand," Regulus smirked. "Or you'll get in trouble."

"Only because you're too much of a coward and ask your parents to fight your battles instead of dealing with them on your own," Sirius retorted.

"You have a wand," Regulus said, defensively.

"Which would be useless if I weren't any good. Even if I get to learn anything new, the spells would backfire if I were weak," Sirius said. "But you, even with a wand, I doubt that a simple Stunning Spell would work."

"Shut up!" Regulus bit back.

"Hah!" Sirius threw back his head and laughed. "You're just afraid that what I've said is true."

"Why you-" Regulus made a move to tear the letter but Sirius was faster.

"Accio letter," Sirius pointed his wand at the letter.

The letter flew to Sirius' hands.

"You never learn, do you, dear brother?" Sirius spat out. "Don't mess with me. You have your parents to fight your battles but it only makes you weaker. Which is why you flee every time your parents leave the house to us alone. We both know you cannot defeat me."

"You're older," Regulus said.

"I wasn't that weak when I was your age," Sirius retorted.

"I hate you," Regulus growled.

"Go ahead and hate me," Sirius said, rather coldly. "Makes things feel a lot easier to bear, doesn't it? Hate me with your whole heart, brother. And we'll see if that hate helps you become stronger."

"You're stupid, Sirius," Regulus said. "I bet you'll end up in Hufflepuff when you get to school."

"It's better than being in Slytherin," Sirius sneered.

"Father and Mother will kill you if they hear you say that," Regulus said.

"Then tell them," Sirius said. "Don't you always tell them everything?"

"Do you want to die so much?" Regulus asked.

"Well, which would you rather, I die or I'll kill you all first?" Sirius asked.

Regulus paled.

"Now get out of my room!" Sirius ordered. "You parents can cast the Cruciatus Curse on me again and again for all I care. You can tell them everything I said today. Now get out!"

Regulus quickly ran out of the room.

Sirius sighed, fingering the letter in his hands. He was just pretending to be like this. He was just pretending to be strong and cold. He tried to appear uncaring so that he wouldn't break. So that he wouldn't turn into a mindless zombie like Regulus. He didn't belong. He knew that. And he'll continue being defiant as long as possible. It didn't matter what they did to him. He practically got used to their beatings. Even with the Cruciatus Curse.


[Won't you keep us safe and warm]

Sirius opened the letter containing the Hogwarts seal. He has been waiting for this day for a long time.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL

of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,

Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. Of Wizards)

Dear Mr. Black,

          We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.

          Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.

Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall,

Deputy Headmistress

Sirius grinned happily. This was the greatest!

Just then, Sirius frowned. This meant that he had to find a way to go there and also, have all the books. How can he do that if his aunt and uncle didn't want him to get out of the house? What can he do?

Sirius flopped down his bed and sighed, thinking hard. He wanted so much to go to Hogwarts and now that he has received his letter, he can't go. Life couldn't be much worse.

….If you get your letter from Hogwarts, owl me. I'll be very happy if you do. And if your parents won't let you go, tell me. And I'll help you….

'Of course!' Sirius sat up quickly, smiling broadly. His uncle Alphard had told Sirius those words the day Uncle Alphard left for another country.

Sirius quickly ran to his drawer to get a parchment and a pen.

Dear Uncle Alphard,

          How are you?

          Guess what? I got in Hogwarts. I just received my letter today. But Regulus said uncle and auntie might not let me go there. And Aunt and Uncle said they wouldn't let me study there even if I get my letter. They told me that since I was seven years old. Can I ask for help from you, Uncle? I'll pay you back. I promise, I will.

Sirius

Sirius got the Black family's owl and tied the parchment to the leg.

"Go to Uncle Alphard and give him this letter," Sirius said. The owl refused.

Sirius glared at the owl and got his wand out.

"Do it!" Sirius growled.

The owl hooted angrily before leaving.

Sirius was lying down the bed when the owl returned with a parchment tied to its leg.

Sirius got the parchment and returned the owl to its cage in the living room. Then, he opened the letter and smiled.

Dear Sirius,

          I'm glad you wrote. Give me the list of books you need and the date when you are expected to be in the train station and I'll pick you up. Don't worry about the payment.

By the way, your "father" was contacted by Dumbledore. Even if he is against it, you'll still be going to Hogwarts. So you won't have any problems in your older years about your "parents" forbidding you to go.

Congratulations, Sirius!

Uncle Alphard

TBC

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