Disclaimer: I own none of our fabulous Harry Potter friends, including Sirius, which is such a damn shame. But I do own Sierra, except for her name which was given to me by Jinxeh for one of my other stories!

The tapestry before them looked immensely old; it was faded and appeared to have been gnawed by Doxy's in places. Regardless of this, the gold thread that it was embroided with still glinted brightly enough to show them a sprawling family tree, dating back to the middle ages. Large words at the very top of the tapestry read:

"The Noble and Most Ancient House of Black
'Toujours pur'"

"You're not on here!" Harry said after scanning the bottom of the tree closely.

"I used to be there." Sirius replied, pointing at a small, round, charred hole in the tapestry, rather like a cigarette burn "My dear old mother blasted me off after I ran away from home – Kreacher is fond of muttering the story under his breath."

"You ran away from home?"

"When I was sixteen, I'd had enough."

"Where did you go?" Harry asked, staring at him

"Your dad's place." Sirius replied "Your grandparents were really good about it; they sort of adopted me as a second son. I camped out at your dad's place in the school holidays and got a place of my own when I was seventeen. My Uncle Alphard had left me a decent bit of gold – he's been blasted from here too, that's probably why – anyway, after that I looked after myself. Always welcome at Mr and Mrs Potter's for Sunday lunch though."

"But… why did you…?"

"Leave?" Sirius smiled bitterly and ran his fingers through his long, unkempt hair "Because I hated the lot of them: my parents, with their pure blood mania, convinced that being a Black made you practically royalty… my idiot brother, soft and stupid enough to believe them… that's him…"

Sirius jabbed a finger at the very bottom of the tree, at the name 'Regulus Black'. A date of death followed the date of birth.

"He was younger than me," said Sirius "And a much better son, as I was constantly reminded."

"But he died." Said Harry

"Yeah," Sirius said with a slight growl "Stupid idiot… he joined the Death Eaters."

"You're kidding!"

"Come on Harry, haven't you seen enough of this house to tell what kind of wizards my family were?" Sirius said testily. He stopped speaking and jabbed a finger at a burn mark between his own and Regulus' name.

"My sister's been taken from here too, only person I didn't hate in this place." He said

"Your sister?"

"Yeah, my twin." Sirius replied, nodding "Moved in with Tonks not long after I ran away and brought her own place when she was eighteen. Went missing about two months after you were born, never found anything of her. Reckon it was Regulus who sold her to Voldemort, he never did like her, stupid bas…"

"Lunch!" Mrs Weasley said as she entered the room, and cut Sirius off with out realising it. Everyone else moved from their work to Mrs Weasley and the platter of sandwiches she held. Harry and Sirius, however, stayed by the tapestry.

"Your brother…" Harry paused; trying to process what had just been said

"Sold my sister to Voldemort by my reckoning, yeah." Sirius finished for him "And then Voldemort killed Regulus. I would have preferred to have done it, but-" he shrugged and laughed sourly before looking back at the tapestry

"I haven't looked at this thing for years." He muttered "The whole families on it… or not. Tonks and her mother have been wiped off it, should have know…"

"You're related to Tonks"? Harry asked

"Yeah, all pure blood families are related somewhere. Andromeda, Tonk's mother, married Ted Tonks, a muggle, so…" he mimed blasting the tapestry with a wand and laughed again. "Every time we get a half-way decent family member they get blasted from here."

"You two had better start eating, before we run out." Mrs Weasley called to them. They grinned at each other and strode over, each grabbing a sandwich.

I don't like the ending of the chapter; I was stuck for ideas though. Meh.

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