salacious | sirius black

t h e s p e c i a l

𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖋𝖔𝖚𝖗

sirius black

My eldest son, Sirius Orion Black,

your father wouldn't be consent about me writing this letter, after you've left the Grimmauld's Place as you said 'for good', nontheless I was hoping you might came to your senses after spending the summer apart from our family at the Potter's, and that you've finally understood what's best for you.

This is the last chance, son, for you to join us - me, your father and your brother Regulus, who unlike you is loyal and accepted his necessarily set duties. We could be a family again, change the world for the better, remove the one's who don't deserve to posess magical abilities and clear our names, if we follow the right path.

I expect your response as soon as possible, believe me, it's safer for you to stay alongside your family, who can protect you,

your mother,
Walburga Black

I've toren the letter apart, throwing the pathetic pieces of even more pathetic drivel in the firepalace to burn, just the way I wished my whole family would.

Exaclty. To aches.

The noble House of Black, what an excuse for a bunch of idiots, who brainwash your mind your whole life with their pure-blood supermacy beliefs.

When I didn't accept those, my parents couldn't take it, just as I couldn't take their constant cues, so I left. My brother on the other hand, was always the more likeable of the sons. After the dissapointemnet of the family, as known as me, they finally had a progeny who could match their expectations. 

Their dearest - Regulus Arcturus Black.

What a wonderful relationship we had. I've stood by my sibling, as he stood alongside me, to the very end of my stay at the Grimmauld's Place, until I just couldn't hold it anymore.

One day he came into the house, it was early in the month of June, with a Death Mark engraved in dark ink on his forearm.

I barely could look at him.

At my parents even less, Merlin's beard, how proudly they felt when he passed the mark-giving.

It made me sick.

At the Potter's, in Godric's Hollow, was where I felt at home. James is a better friend that I would deserve, and along with Remus and Pettigrew, it's no casual friendship. We've associated a brotherhood, the four Marauders - Moony, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs.

Year 2

  "Of course we're not going to have you kicked out! Why on earth would we do that?" I groaned almost furiously at Remus' constant pestering about his furrito problemo.

  "Are you aware that I'm a monster, right?" Remus assured again, raising his eyebrows, "I could hurt-"

  "You're being dramatic." James states as he cuts Lupin off. "You fold your socks, Remus. Forgive me, if I'm not trembling at the sight of you," he rolled his eyes.

  "So you're not- you're not afraid of me?" Remus questioned confused, nodding his head no.

   I grin, "Really, Moony, what part of 'you fold your socks' isn't getting through?"