Sirius' POV
I walked away from my mate with a niggling feeling of dread. It didn't matter that he told me we would be okay. He isn't a slytherin. He doesn't know the way our house works internally. It was always a fight to be top dog. I knew who had shoved Remus and I outside. It wasn't difficult to figure out. The thought made me sigh. I didn't want to have to deal with this.
I took my seat at the Slytherin table. I knew not to sit anywhere near my year mates or my brother. I don't think that would go down well. I had hoped Regulus would be on my side but since I hadn't heard from him, I assume not. I shook my shaggy hair out of my face and turned towards the Head Table.
I could hear the others from my house whispering and murmuring.
'Disowned from the House of Black'
'Can you believe it?'
'Always knew he was trouble.'
'Never liked him'
'Look at what he looks like now.'
'Tramp.'
'A stain on his house.'
'I'm ashamed to call him my brother.'
Ouch. That one hurt. My own brother. I hung my head a little and bit my lip to stop myself crying. I could feel a wave of love through my bond and I sent a weak one back to Remus. The first few hours would be tough. I sat and listened half-heartedly to the sorting. Fewer and fewer children were sorted into our house. The evil house. I chuckled to myself, evil indeed.
The headmaster had just closed the sorting and the food had appeared. I chose a little and put it on my plate. I glanced a look towards the Gryffindor table and saw Remus sat with his friends. He didn't have much on his plate. I caught his eye and mouthed 'Eat'. He blushed and put more on his plate. I smiled as I bit into my dinner.
I could still hear them talking. On both sides of me I could hear how I didn't belong here. I was a stain on the world. A stain on my family. I ate as quickly as I could. As my year mates were leaving, several of them barged into or hit me on their way past. Accidentally of course. Always accidentally. I sighed as I stood up. Better get this over with.