𝙎𝙤𝙧𝙧𝙮, 𝙗𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 || 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐔𝐒 𝐋𝐔𝐏𝐈𝐍

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭.𝟎. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

When Sirius Orion Black was born, he was gifted more than two thousand galleons from the most important wizard families from Great Britain and received about another thousand blessings from them.

When Regulus Acturus Black was born, he was bestowed a hundred silver fittings with silk robes to match and granted classes from the best violin players from the whole wizarding world.

When Atque Walburga Black was born, minutes before who would be the only source of her family's happiness that day, she got a disappointment glare from her mother, a couple marriage contracts from other pureblood families, and pity looks from the nurses when they were ordered not to mention the birth of the girl to avoid embarrasing the family.

Sirius was the eldest, the disowned heir, the one who ran away.

Regulus was the youngest, the perfect prince, the one who obeyed.

Atque was the middle child, the meaningless, the one who all neglected.

They were the Black brothers, whom fate separated just to bring them back together.