Chapter 2
It is very sad that Walburga was so fast to get out of this event.
I envy her a bit; I would love to go too.
I am sad that she took her son with her. I know she hates me; hated me since our school days. But I would have loved to speak with her boy Sirius, or just look into those silver eyes that stared me down so fearlessly.
But she ruined that.
I turned back to the very boring conversation Rodolphus was still trying to hold.
,,…and that over there are the kids from the old Rosier; Evan his oldest is good friends with Regulus, Bella’s cousin, you might know him?’’ he rushed out, maybe he realised that I wasn’t listening.
,,Oh I know him, he is the youngest right? What can you tell me about Sirius Black though? He must be a perfect candidate for my cause, the perfect lineage, the perfect knowledge?’’ I may come off as a little bit too interested, but in that moment I didn’t care. I want to know what so interesting about this boy is.
,,I’m sorry my Lord, but I don’t think he is your best choice of a candidate. He is through and through a Gryffindor and a proud one at that.’’ He declared with a bit of a downcast expression.
Good he should be scared to displease me.
,,A Gryffindor? From the house of Black? How did that happen?’’ that interested me deeply. I have never heard of a Black not being a Slytherin, they took so much pride in that it was laughable.
,,The Blacks don’t take pride in what happened with Sirius and that boneheaded hat. They also don’t know the reason Sirius went off the rails after, he made friends with blood traitors, and some say even muggle-borns. He is the family disappointment.’’ Rodolphus answered me angrily, looking around to see if anyone hears the accusations he clearly is stating against a Black.
,,I thought the family disappointment is Bella’s sister Andromeda right?’’ I tried to steer away from that clearly personal topic.
,,Oh please my Lord, she is no family anymore. Don’t let Bella hear you.’’ He laughed out loud as if I had said the funniest thing I have ever said. Which is hilarious because I am not funny.
I just tried to smile politely as if I got the joke, and we went to search for Lucius to talk some politics.
My favourite past time activity.
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My room in Grimmauld Place is luckily not as grim as the house.
See what I did there? I am hilarious.
I have a big four poster bed with red and gold bedding, which Kreacher, that beast, sometimes refuses to wash.
It’s not the only thing he refuses. He often refuses to even clean my room, because I have many pictures of my friends (he does not approve) on the walls and the Gryffindor house crest over my bed. He absolutely hates it. I love it.
So believe it or not I can actually clean a room, so don’t call me a snob.
Call me Sirius the house-witch, thank you very much.
I was just brainstorming in my head about all the pranks James, Remus, Peter and I can pull after the holidays, when Kreacher popped into my room.
,,Young Master needs to come to the dining room, dinner has been served.’’ he mumbled with disdain.
Oh how I hate that little shit.
,,Thank you Kreacher, inform my Mother that I will be on my way.’’
,,Kreacher will do that with pleasure, young Master.’’ He sarcastically bowed to me and popped back to wherever hell he came from.
As I made my way out of my room, I thought back to the man that appeared at the event early that evening. I wonder who that was?
When I got to the dining room, I realised how silent the house was. Did something happen?
My father sat at one end of the table, my mother to his left. My place was at his right as the heir. Regulus was already in his seat next to mine.
Ok so apparently nothing happened, they all seem ok not sad or angry so I should be fine.
,,Sirius sit, we have important matters to discuss!’’ My lovely mother said in that aristocratic voice of hers.
,,Of course mother. May I ask what he matter is?’’ I ask politely, because you can never know what ticks of the dragon that is my mother.
,,First we eat, that matter can wait till desert.’’ My father answered impatiently for my mother.
So I sat down and we ate perfect beef wellington with some good old mashed potatoes. It was delicious.
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After some delicious desert my parents got very solemn.
,,Sirius, Regulus you both have heard of the Dark Lord am I right?’’ My father started his speech. Reg and I only nodded.
Of course we know, nearly every day he has been in the newspaper and at every pureblood gathering people obviously talk. Don’t even begin with school or Bella she only sings his praises.
,,Right I thought so much. We don’t want you to follow the likes of him, he is the wrong person to lead the pureblood elite to glory.’’
,,That dirty Mudblood!’’ Interrupted my mother with her infamous screech.
It made Reg and I jump back a little, because it was kind of sudden and unexpected.
My father just rolled his eyes.
,,Don’t say that to the wrong people. I don’t like that man; he is pure evil! However, don’t forget that he is also a very powerful dark wizard. Don’t bring yourselves unnecessarily in danger!’’ Orion Black tells irritated.
,,But I don’t understand, he already has so many followers like Lucius or Bellatrix?’’ I asked.
,,Because they are weak! You are not! You both will never join him! You will stand for your rights and against mudbloods but you will not join the Dark Lord!’’ My mother screamed.
Ok she is in a bad mood. Backtrack.
,,I know we aren’t weak, we are Blacks, but why did uncle Cygnus let Bellatrix take the dark mark?’’
,,My boy she is a women, she has her own mind, you cannot stop her if she does something stupid.’’ My father tried to explain.
Somehow that made me angry. I know Bella is obsessed and sometimes a little bit insane but that has nothing to do with her being a woman. She was just raised that way, or maybe it is the Black family curse were everybody turns crazy at some point of their life.
,,I don’t understand you! First you want us to go against muggle-borns and half-bloods, to bring back glory to the wizarding world. Except if somebody wants to do that, does everything you also want to do, we can’t join them. But you also insult family who works for the same goal as you do! That is not ok!’’ I scream at their faces.
Ok maybe that wasn’t a good idea… but they aggravated me so much I can’t stop it.
,,You dare to speak back at us?!’’ Walburga Black screamed. You could think all the walls were shaking. ,,You will regret that Sirius Black! You wretched little boy! You dare to question our word? I will make you question your existence! Crucio!’’ Ah my dear mother, how I love her.
When the spell hit me, I tried to not make a sound.
Blacks don’t scream or cry.
I failed.