The Pureblood Princess | Sirius Black

|14| A Black Christmas {Part 2}

On Christmas Eve, as Adelaide laid alone in one of the many dark guest rooms of 12 Grimmauld Place, she reflected on her argument... her first real argument with Sirius.

They parted ways on good terms, but the more she thought about it... the more she felt a nagging heavy feeling about what Sirius said. He was obviously out of line... but maybe he wasn't completely wrong. Growing up an only child, she always looked out for herself, she never saw the use in fighting back when her parents went off on their prejudiced tirades. She disagreed with them, yes, but it had always been enough to just know that they were wrong. 

But now... things were different. Now she was friends with muggle-borns like Lily Evans and best friends with a werewolf who was one of the most innocent and kind people she had ever met. She had always focused on what she was fighting against, and hadn't realized until now just how much she had to fight for.

Sirius's words cut deep because deep down she knew he was right.

She was a coward.

Too afraid of the backlash to stand up for what was right.

With this new revelation she resolved that she would slowly begin to fight back in her own way.

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On Christmas morning, long before the sun, or anyone would be up, she snuck up the numerous stairs, past the revolting row of shrunken house-elf heads mounted on the wall on plaques. A shiver went down her spine as she thought of her own sweet Mimsy ending up in a similar fate. It horrified her. However, she shook off these disturbing thoughts and continued on her way.

She came up to the last landing, leaning her ear against Sirius's door and heard the faint sounds of snoring and put a hand over her mouth to stifle a giggle. Slowly, she opened the door, spying a pillow that had been knocked onto the floor, then shut the door behind her without making a sound.

Sirius let out a loud snore and rolled over in his bed.

Adelaide smirked, tip-toeing closer, and picked up the fluffy pillow.

"Wake up! Wake up! It's Christmas, you lazy dog!" she squealed while mercilessly whacking the sleeping Sirius with the pillow.

Sirius grumbled some truly obscene words then suddenly grabbed his own, drool stained pillow and started to fight back with a sleepy grin. The two laughed hard whist playfully battering each other with the fluffy pillows. 

Their laughter ceased abruptly when they heard someone open the door.

They help their breath, expecting the worst... But it was just Regulus.

He stood in the doorway, yawning wide and clumsily trying to wipe the sleep from his eyes with his robe falling off one shoulder and his normally neat hair sticking up in strange places. "What are you two doing?" he asked with his brows furrowed before yawning once again.

"Well I was winning the pillow fight we were having," said Sirius.

"You were not!" Adelaide exclaimed as Sirius smirked.

The two began to argue over who was actually winning and didn't even notice when little Regulus grabbed two pillows and whacked them simultaneously, giggling.

Both Gryffindors looked at that sneaky little snake completely stunned. "Oh you're going to get it now!" Adelaide said with a grin as she grabbed another pillow and joined Sirius in attacking the youngest giggling Black, tackling him onto the bed.

"What in the name of Merlin is going on in here?" asked a stern voice. 

All three children instantly dropped their pillows and looked up to the looming figure in the doorway.