Auther's note. Nothing belongs to me. Except for Mari, Sirius's dad and mom, Addi and my whole little plot. Sorry if it's so long. Sirius took over my mind, and the only way to get him out, he said, was to tell his story. I'm done. It took me all summer. He hasn't left yet. He created an evil plot bunny that won't go away. Even after I sent Elmer Fudd after it. But then he never did catch Bugs, so maybe that should tell me something. If anything confuses you I'll probably explain it later. If not, too bad. You will be confused. Reviews are welcome. Please no, flames. My ego is fragile. Anyway. On with the story.
My name is Sirius Black
My name is Sirius Black and I am innocent. The guards in here don't see much so I was able to sneak a few things in here with me, some parchment, a quill and some ink, a few pictures, not much but it's all I have. Maybe writing will help some. Nothing else does. But if I concentrate on yesterday maybe it will take my mind off today.
I am innocent. I know I said that before, but it deserves repeating. Even if I'm the only one who will hear it. No matter what happens I must hold on to that if nothing else. Even if I can't remember my name or why I'm in here I must remember that. Because I am sentenced to spent the rest of my life here. Since I was only 19 when I was sentenced I have a long wait. But I'm here for a crime I didn't commit. They say I betrayed Lily and James and murdered 13 people including Peter. But I didn't. They say I was working for Voldemort. But I wasn't. They say I'm crazy. They may be right.
I didn't do it. But Peter did. I would have never thought him. That little cowardly Peter was the spy. No one else did.
I wonder what Moony is thinking right now. It is the full moon tonight. I know. Somehow all those nighttime outings must have started some kind of lunar clock in my mind. I can always tell. How could I have suspected him? He was my truest friend. I wish I had told him. Or at least told Dumbldore. I wonder if he believes the stories or does he still believe in me? No he couldn't. No one knows the truth. No ones ever even heard about it besides my ranting. There is no evidence to support me. All the facts point to me.
I wonder how old Harry is. Does he still look like James? Does he even know who I am? Does he know the story that his parents were betrayed by their best friend? I can still remember holding him. His big bright green eyes smiling up at me as if he knew who I was. I remember him on the night it all happened. When I found him he was crying by his mothers body. I couldn't look at Lily or James in the other room. So I looked at Harry. He was so sweet and soon he fell asleep. Then Hagrid took him and I had nothing left but to look for the murdering traitor who did this.
I feel sometimes, as if I have been here forever. That my life before this, my friends, my family, everything was all a happy dream. But then I remember there is no such thing anymore. I feel as though I've lived a thousand years. And I might as well have. I have seen more in my short life than most people see in ten lifetimes. I don't know how old I am. I don't know if I'm 25 or 65. I don't know if Addi's alive or Remus or Mari. I miss Mari so much, it hurts to wake up and remember she isn't here beside me. I miss all my friends so much. I don't know how I live each day. But that is how I live. One day at a time. But I don't even want that. I want James and Lily to be alive. I want everything to go back to how it was. But I know that can never be.
I don't know how many years have passed since I got here. I kept track for a while but then, I just gave up. You can still see the scratches other prisoners have made to keep track of the time including mine. Every day blends into the next till you lose track of everything. The only way I know a year's passed is the minister's yearly inspection which just happened. I don't even know how old I am. It's been so long since I've seen daylight; I can hardly remember what it looks like any more. But I have to forget where I am. If I stay here too long...
Here it goes.
Chapter 1: the secret.
My twin sister Adhara and I were born on New Year's eve in 1967. My mother, Fiona Black, died a short time after I was born. I was told she was so weak after giving birth to me she had no strength left. Later I found out this wasn't true but we'll get to that later. Anyway my father, Orion Black, was left to raise me and my sister alone. He named me Sirius, and my sister Adhara, both stars in the Canis Major constellation, unusual names for a muggle, My dad liked unusual things.
I had an okay childhood, I guess. Addi as we called her, was very different than me. I had one friend. Tommy. He and I hung out together a lot. I didn't like school. It's not that I didn't understand it. I just knew it already. So I thought if I already knew it what was the point of paying attention. So obviously I got in trouble a lot. This seems to be my trademark. I got teased a lot. Sometimes for not having a mother, and for other things too. Things I couldn't explain to the teachers, the kids, my father, or myself.
Like one time this boy was teasing me for something, I can't remember what, and I told him to get lost. Suddenly he disappeared. Poof! There one second, gone the next. The teacher who had been nearby saw him vanish and some how determined that it was my fault. He was found that afternoon wandering around the forest lost. And another time, there was this teacher who hated me. I don't know why. But he gave me a terrible grade on a test. And I saw another girl's test and She had most of the same answers I did and she had them right. But the next day when the teacher opened his grade book it was empty. All the grades had been erased. He somehow blamed it on me. Things like that. Things that never happened to my sister
Then one summer day when I was 11, I got a letter in the mail. It was addressed to Mr. S Black.
I ripped it open.
Dear Mr. Black,
We are pleased to inform you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
"Dad!" I ran into the kitchen and waved the letter in my father's face. He took it and read it. Then he sighed.
"Sirius, Addi, its time I told you about your mother's world." And he told me everything. My mother was a witch. I was half wizard. He told us all about the wizarding world. He told me Hogwarts was one of the best magic schools around and I would learn everything I needed to know. Unfortunately Addi wasn't a witch. She hadn't inherited mum's powers. She was a muggle.
"When you mother was pregnant, we didn't know you were twins. The doctors only saw one baby. A girl. So we chose the name Adhara . But when it was time, she gave birth to Sirius, and then Addi. It was a shock to us all."
" Why was I first if the first baby was a girl?"
"I don't know, but you were. The look on the doctors face when you came out and you were a boy, then you. He had no idea there were two babies. It was like Sirius just appeared."
He also told me when we were alone; my mother hadn't died in childbirth as I had been told. She was murdered. By a dark wizard. Named Voldemort. She had died to protect me. He told me the whole story. She was a teacher at Hogwarts. She taught transfiguration (Which might have explained later why it was my best subject.) How HE came one night to our house. The next part shocked me. He had come to kill me!
"Why?" I asked.
"Because Sirius, You are special. You will be a great wizard someday. HE knew that."
Then he told me how my mother refused to stand aside and let me die.
"I would have helped. I tried. But he cursed me. I was lucky to survive. So are you."
Then he told me that with her dying breath my mother had cast a spell so Voldemort would never be able to kill me. And it worked. The curse rebounded off me and hit our goldfish. Ironic huh? Anyway it left me with only a small lightning shaped scar on my chest right over my heart. HE wasn't able to kill me. And the ministry had come at just that time and they drove him off. I didn't want to think about what would have happened if they hadn't been there.
Chapter 2: Digon alley
And the next day we were in Digon Alley getting my school stuff. We got my robes and my supplies. My dad even got me an owl that I named Ernie.
" Why that?" my dad asked.
" Because that's his name "I answered.
"Can I have one?"
"No Addi. They don't approve of owls at Clearglen."
"You can borrow mine sometimes." I told her. There was so much to see. I couldn't stop looking. I was so busy staring at what looked like a shop of brooms that I ran right into some one.
He was tall. And old from the look of his long slivery hair and his twinkling blue eyes seemed so familiar. And he was smiling.
"Orion, how are you?" He shook my dad's hand. My dad smiled back.
"It's good to see you Professor."
"And you. This has to be Adhara. And this is Sirius. He has his mother's eyes."
"Yes. He's starting school this year."
"Well I'm glad to hear it. If he's anything like his mother He'll be head boy in no time."
"Sirius, Adhara, say hello to Professor Dumbledore."
I stared up at the old smiling face.
"What do you teach?" I asked him
He laughed. " I'm headmaster."
I thought for a minute. Then I grinned " This year is gonna be fun." I received a laugh from my father, an eye roll from Addi, and an eye twinkle from Professor Dumbledore.
"As long as he doesn't meet the Potter's boy I think the school will survive pretty much intact." Dumbldore laughed. Then with another handshake to my father he was gone.
"There's just your wand now." My father said. I ran to catch up. A real wand. This was the part I'd been looking forward to the most. We entered Olivander's shop. Mr. Olivander was there to greet us.
"Ah yes. Sirius Black. I've been expecting you. Seems like just yesterday your mother was in here buying her first wand. Willow, phoenix feathers, 9 inches. Come here and let's see about you eh?"
He pulled a wand down from the countless rows of wands and handed it to me. "Beech and phoenix feather 12 in. Try it. Wave it around." I did feeling like an idiot. Nothing happened. He grabbed the wand away and gave me another. Again nothing. He gave me another and another. The pile of used wands was growing.
"Hmmm. You're a tricky one. Let's try a new one I just got it in today. Willow and the hair from a Grim. I don't usually use them but lets see." He gave me the wand. I shivered when I took it. I didn't know what a Grim was but something told me I would know soon. As I waved the wand warmth spread from my head to my toes. A few sparks flew from the end.
Mr. Olivander took the wand with a hard to read look on his face. " Odd, very odd indeed." But he gave me the wand.
On the way out my dad stopped to buy us some ice cream. We waited outside with my stuff.
" Hogwarts too?" I spun around to see a thin faced boy with greasy hair.
"I am. My sister's not."
"I don't have any magic." This was the first wizard my age I had seen.
" Are you pureblood?" He asked eyeing my muggle clothes.
" My mum was a witch if that's what you mean."
Oh you're half blood. That explains it." He stared at me now with a mixture of amusement and disgust.
" So?" I asked not liking this boy at all.
" I'm surprised they let you in. Wizards with muggle blood are never as good. What was wrong with your mother that she couldn't find a decent wizard to go with?"
I don't know why, but the next thing I knew I had hit him. He hit me back and pretty soon it was an all out fit until someone pulled us apart and lifted us high in the air.
IT was a giant. He was huge with lots of bushy hair. The other boy glared at him but I just stared.
"what der yer think yer doin'" the giant asked
"He hit Me." the other boy said immediately.
"Did ya?" It was a second before I realized the question was to me.
"Well, he started it."
"Sirius! Adhara! What's going on?"
"Severus! What do you think you're doing?"
Our fathers' had come at the exact same time. And nether looked very happy.
" Hello. Found the two of them tryin ta kill each other." The giant said. He still hadn't let us down. The boy's father took him and dragged him away. He glared at me over his shoulder.
"Thanks Hagrid. I'll take him." I was lowered to the ground. I crossed my arms staring after the boy. My thoughts were interrupted when I heard the giant laugh.
"So these are the young twins. Sirius looks like his mother. Grown too since the last time I saw him."
My father laughed. "Dumbledore said the same thing."
"Well it's true enough. We haven't heard from ya in a while. Got ta thinkin' ya might have forgotten."
"Forget? With the things this one pulls?" They both laughed.
"Well, I'll see ya at Hogwarts Sirius, no more fighin' ya hear?" With that he walked away.
My dad turned around and we walked to our car. He didn't speak until we were on our way home
" Sirius why were you fighting? "I got into fights at school sometimes. I knew he didn't like it.
"He was saying that wizards with muggle blood aren't as good as pureblood. And he said some mean stuff about mum."
My father sighed " And you felt you had to hit him."
He just shook his head " Sirius, Sirius, Sirius."