“Never suggest such a terrible thing!” Walburga screamed, Sirius under the cruciatus curse writhing in pain on the ground. “You are my daughter, and you will behave as such!” Walburga released the curse and walked out of the room.
Sirius layed on the floor in unbearable pain. He heard the door open.
“Sirius?” Regulus’s voice rang out. Regulus rushed to the potions closet and shoved a strong healing potion down Sirius’s throat.
“She knows,” Sirius said hoarsely.
“I’m so sorry.”
The next day, Sirius shoved on his dress and carefully did his makeup. He looked at himself and wanted to curl into a ball and cry. Today, he would finally be free. He was going back to Hogwarts. To his best friends and his one true love.
Sirius packed quickly. Upon arriving to the train station, he wished Regulus a farewell and borded the train. He walked down toward the Marauder’s train compartment. James, Peter. and Remus were already there, waiting for him. They started in shock as he walked in.
“What has she done to you?…” Remus murmured, looking at his boyfriend in a frilly dress and makeup.
“She found out about- about me,” Sirius muttered, sitting down and opening his bag.
He grabbed some makeup remover and scrubbed the makeup off of his face. He pulled a change of clothes out of his bag and walked out of the compartment to change in the restroom.
After changing, he walked back into the compartment and sat down next to Remus, trying ro maintain a happy composure, but tears welled in his eyes anyway. Remus held out his arms, and Sirius fell into them, crying for the first time since the cruciatus curse had been held on him.
“Shhh. It’s okay. You’re safe now,” Remus cooed. James looked at his best friend in concern.
“What did she do to you, Sirius?” Peter asked.
“Crucio,” Sirius muttered. Remus’s eyes widened. He could read Sirius like a book.
“Sleep,” Remus said, seeing how tired Sirius was. Sirius layed down on Remus and fell asleep soon after. Remus looked satisfied. James picked up Sirius’s dress off the floor, making a face.
“That horrible woman! I can’t believe she made Sirius dress like that,” he said.
“I know,” Remus mumbled. “It must have been so dysphoric for him…” The three sat in silence, watching Sirius’s unrestful sleep.
“We can’t let him go back there,” James said.
“I agree,” Peter chimed in.
“He can stay at mine. My parents love him, and think of him as their son already anyway,” James said, more as a statement then a suggestion.
As the train skidded to a stop, the plan was in motion. Sirius would never have to go through that again.