SKR: I'm so sorry for taking so long.

Sirius: You should be. Making me wait and wait and wait to see what happens!

James: And making the readers wait.

Remus: It is very unprofessional of you.

SKR: STOP IT! Big words scare me! ()Curls up in corner()

Sirius/James: Look what you've done! ()Comfort SKR()

SKR: ()Smirks at Remus behind their backs() Thank you guys.

Remus: SKR does not own Harry Potter.

Chapter three: To feel alone

Sirius sat at breakfast the next morning, awaiting his doom. He was going to be in a lot of trouble, and by what his mum said about muggle borns and such his friends would be down to none. Banging his head on the table repeatedly, he wondered if his mother would send a howler or maybe a hex. He half expected her to storm to the castle and kill him right then. He never really considered the possibility of that happening when he was getting sorted.

"You could give yourself a concussion if you do that hard enough," a voice across from him advised. Sirius looked up at see a tired looking boy eating a piece of buttered toast.

"When my mom gets a hold of me I'll have more then that," Sirius replied, looking up nervously.

"She can't be that bad," the boy reasoned.

"You don't know my mum," Sirius responded. The conversation ended as the post arrived, and a red letter was dropped on Sirius's head. He looked up to see the family owl flying away as fast as it could. Apparently it knew what was happening.

Sighing, Sirius started to open it. A cold, mocking voice down the table said "What mommy not proud of her little boy?"

Sirius just glared at James Potter and opened the howler. His mum's voice, already loud was even louder to such a point Sirius had never though imaginable.

SIRIUS BLACK! HOW DARE YOU NOT GET INTO SLYTHERIN? AND GRYFFINDOR? HOW IN THE WORLD DO YOU MANAGE TO GET YOURSELF INTO GRYFFINDOR! I CAN'T BELIVE YOU WOULD SHAME OUR FAMILY SO MUCH, GETTING INTO GRYFFINDOR WITH A BUNCH OF MUDBLOODS AND HALF BLOODS, AND THOSE POTTERS! I DEMAND YOU TALK DUMBLEDOOR INTO LETTING YOU HAVE A RESORT! IF YOU DO NOT I WILL KNOW SIRIUS! WE WILL FINISH THIS AT HOME!

The letter burst into flames, and the hall was filled with silence, even more so then when Sirius had been sorted. Some of the Gryffindor's looked offended, and some looked shocked. Some even looked sympathetic. Soon Sirius couldn't take how everyone was staring at him and stood up. All eyes followed him as he left the Great Hall. Once the eyes were off him he took off to his dormitory.

After spending some time there, cursing his mother in every curse word he knew, he realized if he didn't hurry he would be late for class. Walking into the common room and then out the portrait hole, Sirius came face to face with the boy who had talked to him earlier.

"I thought you might want to know you're going to miss class," he said, turning around and heading towards class. Sirius stood there a moment before catching up to the boy. "Sirius Black."

"Remus Lupin," the boy said.

They both got to class just in time, the howler forgotten in both of their minds. Unfortunately not everyone forgot that easily, and it seemed the Gryffindor's didn't appreciate the way Sirius's mother talked about them or their house, tending to avoid him and Remus who seemed to understand that it was Sirius's mother who said that, and not Sirius himself.

Someone it seemed, had told Lily what 'Mudblood' meant, for Sirius had seen her avoiding his looks. Remus later told him that she was a muggle born, so of course she was hurt. Malanda stuck by Lily's side, though did give Sirius a sympathetic look now and then. Besides Remus, Sirius was alone. No one it seemed, wanted anything to do with him, besides the Slytherins that is. They popped up every chance they got to try and catch Sirius off guard.

Sirius knew, that even if he did have a resort Slytherin wouldn't accept him. The easiest they would do to him would be have him turn up home half dead instead of actually dead.

None of the other houses were ready to accept him either. Ravenclaw's brushed past, giving him a slightly scared look, as if he planned to use dark arts against them. The Hufflepuff's seemed to find this the case as well, and kept their distance. The Gryffindor's were offended and angry, not scared of Sirius. If Remus wasn't with him he might have been attacked by some of the Gryffindor's.

The next couple of weeks were terrible, after the second howler from his mum. The events were still clear in Sirius's mind of that morning, the words full of venom and anger.

HOW DARE YOU NOT TALK TO DUMBLEDOOR? ARE YOU MAKING FRIENDS WITH A MUDBLOOD OR A HALF BLOOD? THEY'RE ALL TRAITORS AND ALL FILTH, YOU KNOW THAT SIRIUS! WE'VE TAUGHT YOU THAT ALL YOU'RE LIFE! THEIR BLOOD IS FILTHY AND NOT GOOD ENOUGH TO BE AT HOGWARTS NOW GET WHERE YOU BELONG!

The muggle borns and half bloods abandoned any pity they had had for Sirius, and the pure bloods of Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff were angry too. Only the Slytherins found that howler to be true, but then again, they knew Sirius didn't believe in that. Even Malanda didn't send Sirius any sympathetic looks anymore.

Unfortunately for Sirius, things were going to get worse that day.

"Sirius. I...I have to leave."

"What?"

"It's my mum. She's really ill and their scared she might not make it. I've gotten permission to go home and visit her tonight." Remus looked at Sirius guiltily. "Maybe it would be...smart of you to avoid leaving the common room tonight. If your cousins catch you alone..." he trailed off.

"I'll be fine. Your mum? I hope she gets better," Sirius said sympathetically.

"So do I, but I wouldn't count on it," Remus responded, looking at the ground. He hated lying to Sirius like this, but he had to. If he found out what he was...he just couldn't take it. He turned but stopped at the portrait hole. "Watch yourself Sirius." And with that he left.

Sirius didn't know what he was talking about. Well he knew but preferred to avoid the situation. He sighed and sat down in his chair, glancing around the common room. On one side of the common room James was talking animatly with one of their dorm mates, Mortis, about Quidditch. The poor boy looked desperate to get away from the conversation. He had been there for an hour already.

He muttered something and exited the common room, heading up to their dormitories. James looked slightly putout that his conversation had been avoided, and he turned to see Sirius looking at him. Smirking, he made his way over.

"Oh look, it's Sirius Black, here without his body guard," James said, speaking loud enough for the whole common room to hear. Everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to watch them.

Lily looked disgusted at James. It was common knowledge the two didn't get along.

"Remus is my friend, not my body guard," Sirius answered defiantly.

"You just keep telling yourself that, Black. If you didn't have Remus around you to get you out of trouble, you would be out of here by now."

Sirius well remembered the event that had happened a couple of days ago. Him and Remus had been on their way to charms when a particularly angry Slytherin had decided to attack. Remus apparently knew many spells, for soon the Slytherin boy was running away, covered in daisies and purple polka dots.

"Leave him alone Potter!" Lily snapped, eyes blazing.

"Look, now you've got girls defending you too! Though I must say I have more of them on my side."

"Shut it!" Malanda said suddenly, standing from her seat and dropping her transfiguration book to the floor with a loud thump. "Just because he's not begging to be your friend doesn't mean you have to bother him!"

James looked slightly surprised at the comeback but recovered quickly. "It doesn't matter. Black doesn't have friends, doesn't have allies, and doesn't even have family."

The common room turned completely silent. All whispers forgotten, all conversations lost. No one had expected James to say something like that. Sirius merely glared and stalked out of the common room. Nobody followed him. Everyone seemed to shocked, even James himself.

Soon, whispered conversations broke out, as if they were afraid someone else would hear them speak.

Sirius was busy walking down the corridors, to angry to really care where he was going. Slowly the realization sunk in. James was right.

A shadow stopped over Sirius and he looked up into the cold eyes of his cousin. "Sirius, where are you going at such a late time of night?" she asked in a mock sweet voice.

"Why does it matter to you?" he asked, debating a way to get away from this unscathed.

"Because you're my cousin," she said as if hurt. "I would never want my cousin hurt. Oh wait, I was thinking about Regulus." She smirked and pulled out her wand. "You're going to pay Sirius."

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