Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, it's all J.K. Rowlings, but the rest is all my imagination. ::smile::
Chapter 1: Train Ride to Memory Lane
"You know damn well that we can't keep her here! Her blood isn't pure anymore and I don't want her in the family!" said a woman with raven hair and a piercing glaze. She was talking to her husband who also looked as grim and snobby as his wife did. He was pacing back and forth in front of the burning fire in the fireplace with his hands under his chin thinking. "She just as irresponsible and stupid as…" They were interrupted by a sound of footsteps coming from and 11 year old boy who stepped out from the shadows. "Get out of here!!"
"You…you can't send her away!" the boy said with a slight fear in his voice.
"Shut up, you don't make the decisions around here, besides, if you think about it, it was you're fault! You were supposed to be watching her!" And with that, the father had struck his son with the closest thing he could find, a statue of a claw. He had fell to the ground with blood staining to carpet from the claw that had wounded his arm. Tears had begun to mix with it. "You can't do anything, now go to bed! First thing tomorrow she'll be sent to Grimward's Orphanage" The couple had went upstairs without the slightest care and had disappeared.
The boy had still been on the ground thinking, hurting, and crying at the same time. (And we all know that isn't a very good combination) He was going to lose her. And she was the only thing he had left. He then had jumped from a cold hand on his shoulder. He turned around and … it all seemed to disappear once more.
Sirius Black had awoken by the sound of cheers in the Great Hall. 'Wha? Oh yea! I'm back at Hogwarts, I guess the Sorting's over.' He thought looking around. Dumbledore had then went up to do his yearly speech of the rules having to be followed, the forest, and how Filtch will be everywhere. But he had looked at the place where the Marauders were sitting and smiled at them.
"Please…try not to get yourselves in trouble, and if you find yourself in a bind, try not to be seen, other than that…always remember you're blood" They had looked like Dumbledore with confusion. "Now…time to eat shall we." Food had again appeared like always and they had feasted.
"My goodness, I think Dumbledore gets nuttier every year, don't you." Peter said grabbing cheese sticks. "Blood…what is that? I mean, it's like he tries to scare us every year."
"You like those cheese sticks don't you Wormtail?" James said grinning at him.
"Huh?" Peter realized what he was doing. "You know I think this whole animal thing is getting to us. It frightens me, I'm beginning to eat more cheese every year. I didn't even notice that I grabbed those." The other boys laughed at him.
"Well, you do have a point about Dumbledore, last year he was talking about you're closest friend could be your enemy and that Hufflepuff was killed by her best friend." Remus said as he was eating a turkey leg. "OoO this looks good!"
"Oh well, forget about him, you're always eating the turkey leg first before anything every year!" James said.
"So" Remus said taking a bite. "It's a 7 year habit." He smiled.
"Hey Sirius why are you so quiet?" James said going straight for the muffins.
"…huh?...oh, well nothing, I guess I'm just tired from the train ride." Sirius had then turned his head to look at the Slytherin table and saw someone…someone he hadn't seen since he was 11, someone…who had disappeared? "What!?" Sirius had gotten up and was searching around the Slytherin table for her.
"uh…Sirius…are you ok?" Peter said tilting his head.
"I…I thought I just saw…never mind…I'm seeing things." Sirius sat back down and took a breath. Then he had looked at Dumbledore who winked at him. Sirius shook his head and looked at him again. This time, he was engaged in a conversation with McGonagall. 'O…k…'
They all had gone up their rooms talking amongst themselves about their next plan to embarrass Snape. When everyone had gone early to bed to get ready for the first day of school and the prank on Snape (something about his boxers), Sirius had trouble sleeping. He had gotten up and dug in his trunk and took out an old and tattered photo album. He opened it and in it there were faces that he had forgotten. He had tried his best to run away from everything that had happened that year. Knowing it was his fault. Losing the last person he had cared about at home. He had turned the page and she had smiled. Light brown eyes and black hair. She seemed so happy and her smile was radiant. She had stuck her tongue out and smiled again. Sirius had smiled at the picture and without knowing it, a teardrop had fallen on her. He flipped through the book and found a tear at the back of the book. He examined it and then saw that there was a sheet of paper hidden. 'What's this' He thought. He tore the back of the book just enough to get it out without breaking the whole thing. It looked like it had been there a long time. He opened the letter and his eyes grew wide. 'Merlin's wand! how in the world?!' The letter looked as if it was written in a hurry and it was…for good reason. He began to read in his mind and then lay back with his letter in his hand looked at the ceiling and drifted to sleep, to the same dream that he had in the Great Hall.
Hey there Sai,
Since it's gonna be impossible to see you again, I just want to tell you that you've been the best brother ever and that I will always love you. Please don't blame yourself for what had happened. It's funny though, knowing you, you'd probably read this letter years from now, because I know you do try to forget things. Anyways, I can't come near you because mom and dad had put a restriction spell on you and all the Blacks come to think of it. But, I'll always be close by, just keep this album and close your eyes and I'll be there.
Ps
Thank you again, I've never met anyone
As loyal and energetic and you,
And no matter what anyone says
I'll always be the annoying sister that
You can't get rid of.
Indubitably yours,
Angellous Odia Black
Ps 2
I always hated my name…I think I'ma change it
Behind the paper there was a poem on it that was written in blood.
Linked by blood
Though blood drew away
A promise made
Through another day
The pain we carry
Deep inside our soul
Living our lives
And playing our roles
Waiting for what
We will see
And how fate
Lets us what we will be
I promise…I'll try to find a way
The boys dreamt…ready for what they were planning tomorrow…but what they didn't know, what that planning too early isn't going to work and there is a chance it would blow in their face.