Oblivious // Wolfstar

I've Had Worse

His third year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Sirius Black had made friends, played pranks, and smiled. His parents had shown signs of distaste towards the boy, but nothing too harsh. That was going to change very soon.

Sirius boarded the train and chatted with his friends. And when he got off, he was met with the grim faces of his parents.

Walburga and Orion Black had a family name to keep in check. So far, their eldest son had been unsatisfactory to say the least. He was a Gryffindor for one thing, but he was also mischievous and impolite.

So when young Sirius returned home, a stern talking-to was not all that he received.

" You are not acting like a Black. And until you learn to do so you will be punished"

" But father, I don't understa-"

" I am not your father now!"

The boy whimpered as a cold hand came in contact with his face. Regulus watching in the background.

" Now, we are having dinner tonight with a potential fiancé for you, Sirius."

" I don't want a fiancé. I'm only thirteen"

" Silence you good-for-nothing imbecile!"

Sirius heard the unforgiving sound of his mother's heals clicking on the floor. She smiled cruelly at him.

"Good children don't deserve punishment" she said.

" But you are not a good child."

She raised her wand, slightly and pointed it at Sirius.

" Yes. You, my dear, deserved to be punished. Crucio!"

Sirius scream and writhed in pain. Words echoed through his head.

Stupid

Disgrace

Cursed

Hate

With one final kick in the gut his was ushered upstairs to get ready, as if nothing had happened.

~

Lyall and Hope Lupin were generally nice people. They were loving and caring. Most everyone in their neighborhood knew them as kind parents who always had people's backs.

But what most people didn't know is that they were afraid. Scared out of their wits of their only son. The son who was a sassy and sarcastic nerd, who was also the sweetest boy you'd ever meet.

And when Remus came home that summer, he wasn't greeted with happy hugs and kisses, he was met with nervous embraces and glances.

He stayed in his room for most of the summer. And when he came down for breakfast in the mornings, his parents would already be at work.

In transformations occurred he would be chained and bolted into a shed, where he would inflict damage upon himself. He would wake up bleeding and lonely.

It wasn't until one day at the dog park, that he truly ever felt alright. Somehow a big black, fluffy dog made everything okay again.

Remus opened his eyes reluctantly as a sliver of sunlight poured through the open window. His bed felt much emptier than usual. He felt around for a bit, before realizing that Sirius had gone of to quidditch practice with James.