September 1, 1974
The first years came into the Great Hall, almost all of them were nervous except the occasional smirk that was seen on students who already knew which house they would be placed in.
"Do you think we'll get in Slytherin, Sirius?" asked a pale, thin girl who had pale hair to match her skin.
"I don't know, Cygnus, but if I get into another house, promise me that you'll follow me." Said the girl's brother who was holding her hand. He had curly brown hair, a family trait. He was a handsome boy, charming older students as he passed them.
"Mum will disown us if we get into anything other than Slytherin. Do you think trying to get into a different house will be a good idea?" She looked down, avoiding stares from the seated students. The Black family was known all over the magical world for being the richest, most pure household in London.
"Mum would never disown you, Cygnus, you're the favorite, and you've always been. Everybody loves you; I wouldn't be surprised if Andromeda and Draco love you over Bella, Narcissa, and Andy. If she were really upset then she would probably make you spend the summer at Aunt Evey's. You were probably going to go there anyway." Sirius said as the first years stopped in front of the sorting hat.
The stern-looking professor cleared her throat for everyone to become silent. "When I call your name, you will come up here, and I will put the sorting hat on your head." She unraveled a parchment of the student names and picked up the sorting hat.
"Bellatrix Black." Bella shoved her way through the crowd and the moment it touched her brow, the hat screamed. "SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherin table applauded.
"Sirius Black." Sirius let go of Cygnus' hand, which immediately went cold. She could feel her heart beat increase, which hurt a little because she never stressed it, in precaution of a cardiac arrest. The healers that she had to go to once a month always stressed that she had to remain calm at all times, so her heart wouldn't overwork itself.
The minute that Sirius was wearing the sorting hat was the longest minute of her life. Finally it screamed, "GRYFFINDOR!" The house that she stood next to went wild, and Sirius attempted to give her a comforting look, but his nervousness showed right through it.
"Cygnus Black." The professor said, Cygnus walked up to the professor and faced the students. In the silence, all she heard was her heartbeat, which had increased more. Soon she felt the hat on her head.
Ah, another student from the notorious house of Black. Caring, gentle, smart, sounds like a Hufflepuff to me.
"No," she whispered. "I need to be with my brother."
No? Well let's compare, you're brave for others, but weak, courageous- yes… Oh, but I am forgetting Slytherin… you'd fit in there was well… So many choices, but where to put you? It better be…. "SLYTHERIN!"
Cygnus felt her eyes widen, "No," she whispered. Being separated from her twin was the last thing she ever thought she would have to do. She looked at Sirius, who had the same shock reflected on his face that she could feel was hers.
She got up slowly, and walked towards the table where her cousins Andromeda, Bellatrix, and Narcissa were smirking at Sirius.
"Congratulations, sweetie, you made a good choice. Sirius is going to pay for disrupting the status quo. We'll take care of you from now on." Bellatrix put her thin arms on Cygnus' shoulder as she sat down between Bella and Narcissa.
Even with these comforting words, Cygnus had never felt so lost in her life.