Wrath: Sirius Black

Sirius didn't like to feel that way; he didn't like the impotence of not being bale to explode, felling like his chest was going to explode for not being able to express himself. When his father told him he had to join the Death Eaters, shouting wasn't enough; and then shouting became hex, hex turned into blows, and Sirius could only laugh at the irony of everything before leaving home for good.

It wasn't funny to the Black family's white ship that his mother was looking at the whole scene from afar and she couldn't care less that his husband was hitting her child, or that his brother asked him to reconsider, to not leave the house. That summer Sirius Black found little things funny, and if Severus Snape had been aware of that he wouldn't be tempting his luck by every step he took.

It was a full moon night Severus confronted Sirius, the young Black was sick of bottling the frustration generated by his family and at that point Snivellus was the perfect person to vent to. Snivelly would have the scare of his life just by messing with Sirius and his brother that it would teach him a lesson for life.

Usually Sirius wasn't like this, he knew better; he learned that at 10 when he didn't accept the way his parents treated their Muggle neighbours. He confirmed that at 11 when he defended Remus for being a half-blood. He reassured it at 13 when he started the Animagus training for one of his best friends. Sirius Black was better than that, but the anger and impotence was everything he could feel at the moment.

Anger of not being able to express himself in his own home, of receiving a slap from his mother every time he said half-blood instead of mudblood, of how Kreacher would go to his mother when he showed a behaviour "not dignified of a Black" by defending people and creatures like him that only were limited to serve people because of the blood supremacy stupidity.

Sirius didn't remember planning anything, not thinking thru what was he doing; Snape was messing with Regulus, the only respectable person of his family, his younger brother; taking him to the hole Sirius was trying to get out of, but; with Snape's and the other Death Eaters' help; they would succeed to take Regulus along.

Sirius' brain couldn't comprehend that. Who rotten could be this rotten? How was it possible that someone so sweet as his brother would end a killer? In which ideal world a father would hit his child?

Snape was the representation of what Sirius hated, obsolete ideas, a coward that prefers to join an unfair cause than to confront it, another man that would support a future where a child should be reprimanded for not sharing his parents ideals. Sirius had to end that cycle, he had to make purer world, he had to punish Snape for his acts, and Moony was the perfect way to do it. The world would thank Sirius Black for his acts.

But the world didn't thank him.

After the full moon Sirius got only screams, anger, and indifference. James; his best friend; believe he was crazy to send another classmate to where the wolf had been, blood thirsty; Moony could be send to Azkaban for biting someone, Snape could've been kill; no one, no matter how many reasons Sirius had, deserved that destiny. Remus agreed with James. Both decided to get away from Sirius.

Because, at the end, Sirius wasn't better than his family, than his father; who drank and insulted anyone that crossed him. Or her psychotic cousin that enjoyed to torture small animals; and eventually people; just because she could send a hex from her wand. Not even better than her mother, that turned her head away when the Cruciatus, from his uncles, hit him because he didn't behave like he should.

At the end, Sirius was a Black, and he was the one who he was mad at the most.