A/N: Clutches pencil case I'd like to thank my mother, the postman, J.K Rowling herself cough no seriously, I would like to thank my first reviewer though. Thank you so much, it made my day that my first ever fic got a review about five hours after it was posted. I've got the first 10 chapters or so of this in a notebook I stole from my math room so I should be able to update fairly regularly…we hope. Feel free to review me with any ideas you have (or at all) and I'll try to work 'em in.

Disclaimer: Just because it would be illegal and immoral for me to steal Sirius it doesn't mean I won't try!

Chapter 2: Room Mates

Sirius hovered slightly behind his family as they stood on the doorstep of Malfoy Manor, hoping that with some luck, he wouldn't be noticed, for six weeks. After a moment the door was opened by a boy who, to judge by his appearance was about twenty-one. He had shoulder length platinum blond hair which hung in a shiny curtain looked blow dried. His cold green eyes swept the family on the step and his mouth quirked into a tiny smirk at the sight of Sirius.

"Lucius darling," simpered Mrs. Black, stepping forward and kissing him on both cheeks. "Narcissa…" she cried spotting the dark haired girl over Lucius's shoulder. (A/N: In GOF Narcissa's hair is blond but I wanted there to be some family resemblance between her and Sirius, so for the purpose of this fic assume that in GOF she has died her hair blond to cover the grey).

Lucius Malfoy's eyes continued to linger on Sirius who mumbled something incoherent that he hoped could be construed as 'Hello, thank you for inviting me.'

The four of them stepped over the threshold into the manor. Sirius trudging behind with a feeling of great trepidation, listening as his Father introduced Regulus to Lucius.

Suddenly Mr. Malfoy appeared from a shadowed doorway. He smiled at the crowd in his hall, although the smile was cold and insincere. "The other children are in there," he said, pointing to another doorway, this one on the left.

'Children!' Sirius thought, feeling vaguely patronised as he followed Regulus and Lucius who were now chattering animatedly into the room.

The Black's were obviously the last to arrive as everybody else Sirius was expecting was already there. Lucius was holding court in the centre from his throne of an armchair with Narcissa on his left. Bellatrix was standing a little behind but Sirius was spared the ordeal of making conversation with her because Regulus, as her favourite cousin, instantly grabbed and held her attention. Snape too was already there, lurking near the half open door.

There were a few moments of awkward silence while Sirius took the time to hate everyone in the room, then he said, "Does anyone mind if I unpack?"

"No, no, of course not," answered Lucius graciously as he got to his feet. "You've just got back from Hogwarts haven't you? Severus has too but he's been here since the train got in so he's already unpacked. Do you two know each other? You're about the same age I think…"

"We're in the same year," Sirius said, interrupting Lucius's drawling monologue.

"Oh good. It would be so awkward to have you sharing a room if you didn't know each other."

Sirius stopped following Lucius down the hallway, "Sharing a room?"

"Yes. The girls are sharing and originally I was to share with Severus and you with your brother but Father said, and I agree, that it would be much cosier to have you and Severus sharing. I mean, you're about the same age; you'll have so much in common. It'll be," he added with a wicked smile, "like a six week slumber party."

Dazedly Sirius started walking again until they reached a bedroom. It had a pair of twin beds, a wardrobe and a chest of drawers. The entire room was decorated in green and silver, and on every available surface there was a snake motif. One of the beds was apparently taken, on it were three leather bound books Potions and Poisons, A Biography of Salazar Slytherin, and 1001 Ways to Use Laburnum Pods along with a rumpled night shirt and a jar of some faintly glowing liquid.

"I will leave you to unpack. When you've finished the room we're in is down the corridor, down the stairs and fifth on your right."

Sirius nodded, still too horrified to speak. As Lucius left he noticed a letter bearing the word Snuffles on the outside in his friend's untidy scrawl. James's owl, Arandel, was sitting net to it. He hefted Godric's (his own owl, called so to annoy his father) cage onto the top of the wardrobe and opened the door so that Arandel could have a drink. Then he sank onto his bed, seized the letter and began to read.