Marauders X Reader Oneshots

39: Sirius Black - The Black's Maid

Note: In this oneshot, house-elves don't exist (sorry Dobby)

House: Gryffindor

 I was crouched in the corner of the room, whimpering as Mrs Black pointed her wand at me threateningly. "How dare you make such a stupid mistake!" She screamed at me. Tears raced down my cheeks as I cowered, her screaming at me simply because a bead came off of one of her dresses as I washed it and I didn't notice. "How dare you defy your masters! You will show us some respect, and learn to do your job properly!"

My 'job' was being a housemaid to the Black family, however I was more of a slave. My parents died when I was only two, so I was taken in by Mr and Mrs Black who were supposedly friends of my parents, however I think they just wanted a slave to boss around and abuse. I was now eight, so this abuse and torture was all I knew. It was a horrid life and I was praying for the day my Hogwarts letter would arrive.

The Blacks had two sons, Sirius who was my age and Regulus who was a year younger. Regulus was a little timid, and I had a feeling he was scared of his parents so he stayed away from me but Sirius was a little kinder. He'd talk to me like I was a normal person and he'd even offer to play with me sometimes. Sirius was the only Black family member I could talk to.

"Now hurry up and clean the dining hall! And get to work on cooking dinner!" Mrs Black screeched and I nodded. She stormed out of the room and I quickly wiped my eyes roughly trying to calm myself down so I could get on with my work and prevent myself from receiving another telling off. It was inevitable however, as Mrs Black claimed I had roasted the potatoes a little longer than I should've, and that it had spoilt her whole dinner. Once I had cleared their plates away I headed back to the kitchen ready to eat my dinner which consisted simply of mashed potatoes and a few beans.

There was a knock at the kitchen door and I quickly stood up straight, but sighed in relief when Sirius stepped in. "Er... I thought dinner was good... thanks, (y/n)," he said politely and I smiled, nodding. The only time I smiled was when I was with Sirius. He waved and quickly left the room, but I felt warmth inside me.

Later that evening, when the rest of the family were in bed, I crept downstairs to the kitchen. It was midnight meaning it was now officially my ninth birthday, and I knew the Blacks wouldn't want to mark the occasion so I decided to do it myself by making myself a small, secret cake.

I dimly lit the kitchen and quietly got together everything I'd need. I smiled to myself as I stirred the batter, thinking of what my birthdays would have been like had my parents of still been alive. I was so lost in thought and happiness that I didn't hear the footsteps down the hall until the door to the kitchen squeaked open.

I let out a small yelp, hiding the bowl behind my back. I expected Mrs Black to come round the corner and start yelling at me, but instead Sirius popped his head round the door. "Hey, what're you doing up so late?"

"I-I- I was just- I'm sorry, I'm really sorry," I bowed, scared he was going to tell on me.

"You don't have to apologise! What you doing up?"

"I-it's my birthday so I... I'm making myself a cake..." I mumbled.

"Really? That's so cool!" Sirius' dark eyes gleamed. I was surprised by his sudden enthusiasm.

"B-but I didn't ask permission... Mrs Black will beat me if she finds out-,"

"Mum won't find out, don't worry about it," he smirked. "Can I help? I wanna help!"

"S-sure," I stuttered, smiling at his kindness. I ended up smiling that night much more than I had done in my life. He made me laugh and we had fun decorating the cake with the icing I made, it ending up looking like a mess but we were proud of it. It tasted surprisingly good and we ended up getting crumbs and icing all over our mouths. It was an amazing night and I didn't want it to end, but to avoid me being sluggish when I was forced to wake up and do my chores I decided it was best of us to get head to bed and get some sleep. The amount of cake we'd consumed however kept me up a little longer so when morning came I was still incredibly tired. It was obvious that Sirius was too, but he didn't have chores to do unlike me.