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"Sirius found Alexander sitting in the library looking pensive.
"Alexander?" Alexander looked up from his book, his glasses on the edge of his nose. "Is this a bad time?"
He shook his head no and closed the book. "What is that you wanted to talk about?" Sirius felt like to roles had been reversed: he was the child and Alexander was the parent.
"I want to be frank with you; what you saw your mother and I doing is what people do when they want to show they love each other-" Sirius stopped and looked up his son; his eldest son Alexander, who was the spitting image of himself at sixteen: onyx eyes, raven hair, and tall muscular build. And he thought of what his parents would say to him.
"Alexander, let me explain this to you; you're almost a man now and you have urges. A man is not as able be in control of his urges as well as a woman is. When you are in a relationship, like the one your mother and I am in, sex is a major part of the relationship"
Alexander jumped up and placed distance between his father and himself. "Dad, I don't mean any disrespect you or to Mum, but I don't want to think about that."
Sirius held up his hand as a sign of peace. "Fine, tell me one thing. I know that you aren't home at curfew for the last two weeks. What's her name?"
"What? I haven't been sneaking out to see anyone!"
Sirius rubbed his eyes; this was proving to be difficult. "Alexander Xavier Black! TELL ME THE TRUTH DAMMIT!"
"I'M NOT LYING TO YOU! I'VE BEEN VISITING A GYM. THE ONLY TIME I CAN SNEAK AWAY IS AT 12 O'CLOCK AT NIGHT!"
Sirius began to laugh. "The gym, Alexander, and you thought you had to hide this from me?"
Alexander looked at his trainers. "I didn't want you to laugh at me."
"I'm sorry I laughed and I apologize for getting loud with you; I didn't mean it."
They hugged and Alexander asked a question that Sirius thought he would never hear, "Dad what would you say if I was gay."
"What?"
"What would you say or do if I was gay?"
"I don't know."
"That's not a good enough answer, Dad. I have to know."
"Are you harboring some feelings that you would like to share, Alexander?" Hermione must have been standing in the doorway for quite sometime.
"No I just want to know."
"Are you sure Alexander? If you are sneaking out to see someone, male or female, now would be the time to tell us."
"I am not seeing anyone, male or female, and if I was, I would tell you. I am in no state to be in a relationship with anyone, male or female. Now, if you would excuse me, I have something to attend to. I'll be back in an hour or two."
Sirius looked at the table, wiping away some imaginary dust.
"Sirius what is wrong with you?"
"I reacted too quickly. Instead of being accepting of it, I had to be sure."
"Sirius, it was a misunderstanding; anyone would ask, you asked to be sure."
"I sound just like my father."
"Are you a faggot, Sirius?" A grunt, "answer me damnit! Are you a faggot?"
A crack of the whip could be heard in the dungeon. "Are you?"
"No, Father, I am not." Another crack could be heard but this time against his bare flesh.
"Say it again."
"No, Father I am not."
"Sirius, Sirius…Sirius, come back to earth."
"What?"
"I said you are not your father. He is dead and buried; I thought you were over this. What brought this back?"
"My brother was gay and when he found out, he decided to 'cleanse' me of it. By beating it out of me."
Hermione hugged him from around his back. "Love, I am so sorry."
"Don't dwell on it. It does not do well do dwell on dreams."
The next morning at breakfast, Hermione remembered something.
It was going to Sirius' birthday in three days. Oh shit.
"Oh Shit."
Everyone at the table looked at Hermione. The twins stopped joking around, Sirius stopped trying to balance a spoon on his nose to entertain their youngest, and Bianca stopped feeding Harry.
"What's wrong Mione?"
"Nothing, nothing, care on with your balancing act."
Oh, shit, what to do about Sirius birthday?
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