Third year - Fantastic Fourteen
Sirius Black
Sirius wakes up on his birthday, with a heavy heart. Just like every other birthday. Fourteen? What’s so special about fourteen? Why do I have to celebrate it?
He hears the sound of his record player starting. He can’t make out the song that fills the room.
“Sirius Black” James harmonizes. James pulls open his curtains. “James no “ Sirius covers his head with a pillow.
“Come on birthday boy” James moves to the side of Sirius’s bed.
“What time is it?” Sirius groans.
“It’s seven” James answers blankly
“Fuck off “ Sirius throws his pillow at him,
“ Come on, look I got you something “ James grabs the pillow. Sirius squints at him. “Do you like this music?” James questions
“Yeah” Sirius answers, who is it? “Uh - queen I think the name was. It’s called. At the BBC. Oh! and I got you something else. Wait.” James rushes to his bed and grabs something else.
Sirius sits up, and looks around and Remus and Peter are already gone. Which is unusual because they are not necessarily up this early.
“Here” James passes him the present and its wrapped in a dog print wrapping paper. Which Sirius grins cheerfully at.“I’m pretty proud of my wrapping work.”
“Yeah you did a great job mate” Sirius admires his work. “Thanks James, really” Sirius holds the wrapped gift in his hand.
“You haven’t even opened it yet” James smiles.
“I know but thank you for . queen and this. Thank you” sirusu repeats opening the gift. That reveals an album called. ‘ The Dark Side Of The Moon, by Pink Floyd’
“Pink Floyd! James!” Sirius says ecstatically.
“Do you not like it? It’s stupid-“ James reaches to grab it from Sirius, his confidence in the present slipping away. Sirius moves it from his reach
“I love it james. Really. Oh my godric. Moony was telling me about them.”
“I gotta show him” sirius jumps up. “Thank you James, thank you”
James smiles. “Of course mate. Happy bir-“ Sirius brings him into a tight hug , which stops James’s sentence.
“I love you , thank you” Sirius says softly
“I love you too. “ Sirius pulls away and James flattens out Sirius' shoulder length hair.
“Now surprises aren't over yet” James moves his hands to Sirius’s shoulders.
“James-“ Sirius protests.
“Nope, Peter planned the whole day and it’ll really disappoint him if you don’t like it. Smile. Please?” James asks of him
Smile. Smile . Smile
“Okay” Sirius forces a smile across his face. James says he has top secret business to attend to and leave before Sirius gets dressed. He heads down to the grand hall. The first thing that catches his attention is balloons floating up in the air . And Remus and Peter with party hats on, Peter is passing them out to other people. And Remus looks eager to take the hat off.
James is at the table aswell a party hat on his head, he’s stacking about ten pieces of French toast onto a plate.
Sirius walks up to the table and people’s eyes immediately go to him.
“Sirius!” Peter says. “Apricot. “ he says towards remus. Remus is too busy passing something Sirius can’t make out.
“What?” Sirius furrows his brows
“Remus.“ hisses Peter, causing Remus’s head to pop up “Apricot”
“Oh right” Remus taps a fork on the table in a rhythm and suddenly everyone at the table pops a streamer. Sirusu covers his ears from the loud pop.
“Merlin.” Sirius hears himself so clearly from his covered ears.
“Happy birthday!“ all of Gryffindor yells. Sirius lets his hands slip from his head.
“You guys didn’t have to do all this . Really” Sirius is a tad overwhelmed from all the people around him at the moment. All eyes are on him.
“Of course we did. '' Peter argues. “Happy birthday mate.” Peter smiles.
“Thanks Pete” Sirius smiles back.
“I got you all the French toast I could find” James joins into the conversation. Holding a large plate stacked with
Sirius takes the plate from him. “Why thank you kind sir.” He says very poshly.
“Anything for you my dear gentleman.” James does a small bow and Sirius snorts a laugh.
Sirius sits down and starts eating his breakfast before an owl swoops down. Dropping of a square shaped object.
He reads the note on it and it says.
~
To, Sirius.
Hi cousin , I know we haven’t talked in forever. So much has been going on as of late. I am officially a mother! I don’t know if you know yet. But I had my baby nymphadora in august. It’s so crazy being a mom, Ted's such a great dad.
But anyway enough about me happy birthday. I know you’ve been getting into music, so I got you a little something. I hope you like it!
I Love you. Happy fourteenth birthday! (Don’t bring this home) I hope to see you soon.
-Love, Andromeda.
~
“She had a baby?!” Sirius exclaims. “Oh my godric.”
“Who?” James questions.
“Andromeda , Merlin’s beard. She had a baby “ Sirius reads
“What’d she get you?” Asks peter eyes connected with the gift below the note. Sirius lifts up the note and his eyes connect with a magazine that says Bowie In bold print. He lifts up the album ‘Aladdin sane’
“Oh my god” Remus gasps . “Oh my god. “ He’s leaning so far over the table he's in the way of someone’s breakfast. The person glares at Remus. “Right. Sorry” Remus apologizes backing away from the table. Quickly rolling his eyes.
“Sirius, you need to play that on your record. Like right now before I take it and do it myself “ Remus says , His eyes static with excitement .
“Y’know moons , you're scary when it comes to David Bowie” Sirius laughs lightly. Taking a bite from his French toast.
“I don’t give a flying fuck. I’ve been waiting for nearly a year to hear the music off that album. So chop chop” he claps his hands together rushingly.
“But my French toast-“ Sirius starts.
“Bring it to our room. who cares?” Remus shrugs.
Sirius sits up in a hurry grabbing his plate of his french toast. Remus urgently grabs the magazine and vinyl . Sirius tries not to laugh at his necessity of listening to this album as soon as possible.
“Here I’ll take that. Birthday boy shall not be carrying anything with his precious hands. “ James says poshly. Sirius giggles at his fake thick accent. Remus rushes up to their room. While Sirius stays at the table to grab some chocolate scones.
“thank you all for the participation. “ Peter claps as he gets up. “Same time, march tenth “ he points at them.
“Okay Pete” Marlene chuckles at him. “Don’t laugh Marlene because you’re getting the same thing for your birthday “
“But my birthday is during the summer, “ Marlene testifies.
“You won’t see it coming, McKinnon. But I have to go regularly scheduled muggle music to listen to” Peter hums,
“It’s not muggle music it’s just music “ Lily joins in . Marlene nods.
“Well I definitely like it better than our music. Have you heard of the Beatles? Merlin’s beard, I love ‘em “ Peter smiles warmly. Sirius can’t help but listen to their conversation about music.
“Everyone and their mother has heard of the Beatles,” Lily teases, laughing lightly at Peter.
“Well my mother hasn’t” Peter defends . Sticking his hands up in defense.
“Of course she hasn’t petey” Marlene laughs, “happy birthday Sirius “ she directs her attention to Sirius shortly.
“Thanks,” Sirius smiles shortly . “I’ll take that for you Sirius “ Peter grabs the plate of scones from him.
“, I’ll head up. I’m sure Remus is already waiting for you to get up there so he can listen to the record. But honestly the longer you stay down here the funnier his impatience will get.``. He huffed a laugh before walking off.
Sirius's eyes immediately look for Regulus. who he just can’t find. Sirius starts walking off to his dorm before he sees his brother flagging him down from the other end of the corridor . Regulus is flaring his arms around, his face turning bright red as he runs to him.
By the time he reaches Sirius he’s worn out.
“Merlin reg, chill out “ Sirius tries to keep his fit of laughs in his chest as he waits for his brother to compose himself. He’s completely out of breath and his face is a deep red.
“Sirius-“ regulus states once he has a steady breath.
“That’s my name,” Sirius teases.
“Shut u- sorry. Happy birthday “ regulus catches his usual self and bites back his usual comebacks
“Thanks Reggie.” A smile flickers across his face. Regulus starts digging through his back. Pulling out a small canvas.
He hands it to Sirius silently. Sirius's eyes connect with a painting. Of who he’s sure is him and Regulus on their roof looking at the stars.
“Do you remember? That night last summer when we went up on the roof and looked at the stars for hours ?” Regulus says softly.
“Y-yeah. This is beautiful, reg” Sirius is in absolute awe of the painting. “Thank you reg. This is amazing. Thank you”
Regulus' eyes look right into Sirius’s, his cheeks still flushed. “You like it?”
“I love it,” Sirius smiles . “It’s astonishing. Really. It’s unbelievably good, “ Sirius inspects the painting. His mind goes back to that night, which is really the only night Sirius’s mind goes to when he tries to think of joyful nights back home.
“Really?” Regulus questions.
“Really “ sirius confirms. “It’s splendid, you should keep painting reg. You're so talented.”
“You think? It’s just something I’ve been messing around with. Pandora lets me use her paint “ a small smile appears on regulus face that just warms Sirius heart.
“Thank you reg. Really. This means the world to me.”
Regulus’s smile widens. And he pulls Sirius’s into a hug. “Happy birthday “ he repeats. His arms wrap around Sirius so genuinely Sirius never wants to leave.
Happy birthday.