Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and I never will so get over it.

This is my second Harry Potter fan fiction. I hope you enjoy it.

Chapter 1

        "Sirius!" James called out from the bottom of the staircase, impatience in his voice. He waited for a moment and then called out again, "Sirius!!!"

        Sirius's face appeared at the top of the stairs. He looked down at James with a questioning look on his face.

        "James, will you please stop yelling?" asked his mother from the kitchen. James rolled his eyes and looked back up to Sirius. Sirius was smiling slightly now. He also glanced back to James.

        "Come down here, Sirius," commanded James, looking at Sirius expectantly. Shaking his head slightly, Sirius complied, slightly reluctantly.

        "Our letters are here, so if you want yours, you should come down and get it. Faster!" Impatience was now starting to become evident in his voice again. Sirius quickened his pace and was soon at the bottom of the stairs.

        "Did you just say your letters had arrived?" inquired James's mother, walking out into the room where James and Sirius were standing apprehensively.

        "I'll bet it says you didn't get in," teased James. Sirius shot James a look that was filled with disgust and slight disdain. 

        "Open them," urged Mrs. Potter.

        Sirius nodded and opened the envelope. As he read, a smile grew upon his young face. His dark hair fell across his bright blue eyes and he anxiously pushed it out of his way.

        "I take it you got in then?" asked Mrs. Potter, looking at Sirius carefully. He nodded and grinned in a very large sort of way. "Um….well, what about your….you know, your speech impairment?"

        "Mom, not now," said James, reading his now open letter. He was also smiling.

        "Did you get in too, Jamie?" mouthed Sirius, considering he couldn't actually say anything. (A.N.: Sirius is a mute in case you haven't picked that up yet)

        "Of course, as if there was any doubt," laughed James, brandishing the letter in front of Sirius's face.as

        Sirius pushed James's hand out of his face and handed his own letter to Mrs. Potter, so she would understand what was going to be done about his not being able to speak.

        "Oh," she said after reading it. "Well, that'll be interesting."

        "Mom, when are we going to go get our supplies in Diagon Alley?" asked James.

        "Soon," replied Mrs. Potter, still looking at Sirius's letter, trying to make sure she had gotten all of the details of what was going to happen with Sirius.

        "Can't we go soon?" asked Sirius.

        Mrs. Potter sighed in mock frustration. "We can go tomorrow after lunch."

        James sighed in exasperation and Sirius stuck out his tongue.

        "Alright, so neither of you are very happy about that idea, but it's too late to go today."

        Again, James and Sirius rolled their eyes.

        "I'll be upstairs," Sirius said and spun on his heel and headed up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

        Once Mrs. Potter was certain that Sirius was out of hearing range, she turned to her son. "You will be sure that Sirius is taken care of, right? You won't just forget him, will you? I know it's easy to do. I suppose that's what happens when you can't hear him. Just…don't forget him when you meet new people who can talk."

        "How mean do you think I am?" asked James in an injured tone. "I might tease him a lot, but I wouldn't abandon him."

        "I would hope not," answered Mrs. Potter stiffly. "His own family abandoned him. He's been through enough of that."

        "Why are you telling me this now?" James asked, looking at his mother kind of confused.

        "Because I'm trying to give you enough reminder that you won't forget," she stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

        "I still don't get why Sirius was abandoned by his family. And you will never tell me." James impersonated his mother's voice, "You're too young to understand. Maybe when you're older."

        Mrs. Potter sighed and looked at her son. "I think you're old enough to understand this now," James's mom paused for a minute and then began again. "The Black family doesn't like…odd things. They don't like anything that would make them seem imperfect. Being mute is being imperfect and the Black's had been trying to avoid this for centuries. Because he wasn't perfect, Sirius had to be sent away or killed so no one would know about his….impairment. Which is why he was lucky to have a good friend like you." Mrs. Potter smiled suddenly. "That's also why you shouldn't abandon him. You're the only family he has ever known."

        James thought about it for a minute. His buddy, Sirius Black now seemed to be almost a completely different person now. He had lost his speech ability when his mother accidently cursed him for doing something he wasn't supposed to. The result was lack of vocal chords and him being kicked out of the family.

        "I would never abandon Sirius. Especially now," James said, now sounding determined.

        "Good," was his mother's reply.

A.N: I know it's kind weird but I thought it would be cool to show an almost weaker Sirius. But that doesn't always intrigue people so whatever floats your boat. Please review. Muchas gracias.