A/N: Hey thanks for the reviews guys. Incase you are confused yes Sirius is a Lycan in this story.

Sirius and his gang were at breakfast when the owl post arrived. A large rather scary looking owl came towards him. It had a red letter in its beak. "Aw…crap!" Sirius stared at the owl as it circled above him before dropping the letter on the table. "Look everybody! Black's got himself a…." The boy never got the chance to finish as the howler burst open.

"SIRIUS BLACK! HOW DARE YOU STAY IN THAT GRYFFINDOR HOUSE! YOU DISGRACE THE NAME OF BLACK AND THE LINE OF SLYTHERINS! WE SHOULD HAVE PUT YOU DOWN WHEN WE HAD THE CHANCE! YOU'RE COMING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS, YOU KNOW WHAT'S COMING!" Sirius eyes went as large as gallons at the last bit. He knew what was coming and it would be painful. Very painful.

Sirius felt all the eyes in the great hall on him. He held up his head and tried not to let it bother him. Remus went after him with James. They had to sprint because Sirius was walking fast and he had long legs so it didn't help. They found him in the Gryffindor common room sitting cross-legged on a chair with the heels of his palms against his eyes. "Are you alright?" James asked in a timid voice. He knew better than to get Sirius angry, especially near a full moon or after one. James knew Sirius and Remus were Lycans. They didn't know he knew though.

"Why do they hate me?" Sirius asked. Neither James nor Remus knew how to answer the question. Remus mustered his courage and asked his question. "What…what…are they going to do?" Sirius inhaled deeply, placed a hand on Remus' arm, and looked gravely at him. "You don't want to know." Sirius sighed, picked up his bag and strode off to class. James and Remus suddenly really wanted to know what was going to happen. "I hope he'll be alright." James heaved his bag higher onto his shoulder. "I wonder what they're going to do to him." Remus followed James.

The four boys and Lily sat in a compartment on the train home for Christmas. They constantly glanced at Sirius, who looked very down trodden. This was odd and it worried them. It wasn't like him to stay so quiet. He couldn't shut his mouth even if you threatened to beat him into a bloody pulp. Sirius went for a walk and left the other four to talk.

"I wonder if he gets beat at home?" Lily said in a quiet voice. "More like whipped." Lily gave Remus a quizzical look. "He has a bunch of scars on his back." James informed her. "Oh…." She looked down. Sirius stood outside the compartment for a moment. He inhaled deeply before going inside. They sat for a moment in silence. Sirius stood on the seat and pulled out a guitar case and a mini amp. He undid the three hooks and pulled out a violent cherry red electric guitar. Sirius plugged it in and began to play. The cords became a wordless song. Sirius finished putting his guitar up as the train pulled in. He sighed before going to the house of hell.

Wrists tied and legs spread Sirius mentally braced himself for the bite of the whip. He knew he would feel the stinging bite more because his back was bare this time. The first stinging lash of the whip brought him to his knees. Sirius bit into his lip and immediately drew blood. He refused to give his mother what she wanted by crying. When the last whip was snapped the rope disappeared and he collapsed on the floor. His face was pale and blood stained his chin from his lip. Mary Black never struck him across the face. She said that if he ever has children ('Heaven forbid you be aloud to breed!') they at least disserve to have his looks rather than his personality.

As the train started for their trip back to school Sirius pulled off his shirt and lay across the seats on his stomach. He was asleep when the other guys and Lily found him. Lily let out a small gasp at the state his back was in. Remus got a piece of cloth and wet it in water from the goblets of water. He gently dabbed it on the raw lashes on Sirius' back. The cooling sensation woke him. James sighed and asked for the story of what was happening though he thought he knew the answer. Sirius sighed and refused to tell what was going on at home.