A/N: Sorry about the long wait! I hope that you still stuck with the story. So, because I made you wait so long, you get the final chapter and the epilogue! So here it is! I'm so happy, this is my first completed multi-chapter story! Goodbye until next time, and thanks for reading. As always, R&R, please!
Epilogue
The next day, Sirius was back to his usual self, and he and James spent the day coming up with pranks for the school year.
When September 1st rolled around, James and Sirius boarded the Hogwarts Express. Seated in a compartment with Remus and Peter, Sirius happily made his announcement: "I got burned off the tapestry! I'm not a member of the Black family anymore!"
The four friends celebrated that very night by sneaking into Hogsmede and buying all the candy, butterbeer, and dung bombs they could get their hands on.
One thing was for sure: Sirius Black's life changed the day he ran away. Afterward, he happily spent the holidays with James. When he turned 17, he bought a place of his own. Sirius fully expected to never set foot into Number 12, Grimmauld Place again.
But fate has a way of resurrecting the past. Little did the foursome know of the coming chain of events. The events that would leave one of them dead, one in hiding, one framed, and one alone. And little did Sirius know that he would once again be trapped in his hated childhood home, imprisoned until the very last hours of his life.