3rd year
(Italics are flashbacks).
Sirius cheered as Regulus was sorted into Slytherin.
Some may say that Sirius should be upset that his brother was sorted into a different house as him, and into the one that's 'evil and villainous' house. But Sirius was just glad that he was sorted into his parent's preferred house.
God forbid Regulus have to go through the torment Sirius has had to go through over the past 2 years.
'FILTHY BLOOD-TRAITOR! HANGING OUT WITH OTHER BLOOD-TRAITORS AND MUDBLOODS! YOU DESERVE NOTHING'
Once supper was dismissed, Sirius walked up to the common room with the Mauraders, as they decided to call themselves.
He was glad that Regulus was the favorite child. He would much rather keep his brother out of trouble and out of his parent's trap.
The second Reg was born, Sirius new he was to be the favorite child.
"Oh look at him, Orion," Walburga cooed. "He's definitely got your eyes."
"I agree, he'll be a very handsome man when he grows up."
"Sirius, come look at your brother."
The black haired two year old climbed up on a chair and looked at his brother. Sirius's black hair was slicked back, his clothes were what the Blacks' believed to be respectful and honorable. He placed his hands in his lap politely and toothy smile took over his expressions.
"He's adorable!"
"For once Sirius, your correct," Orion said coldly.
Sirius smiled, before getting off the chair and walking back toward the bench by the window he was sitting at before.
He didn't completely understand that his parents shouldn't treat him the way they should. It was what he grew up with, and he was unaware that he wasn't supposed to be treated so poorly.
He smiled at the family of 4 crows he was watching earlier. How the parents worked together to collect sticks to create a place to sleep and food to feed the 2 babies.
Sirius remember hoping that is family would be like that, but he was soon forced to do a reality check and realize that his family was so wrong.
And to today, before Walburga and Orion took them to the train station, Regulus was the favorite.
"There you go, Regulus," Orion said, adjusting the boy's tie.
"Thank you, father," Regulus thanked, before walking upstairs for his trunk.
Sirius walked past him, his trunk in his hand.
He wore black dress pants and a fancy black button shirt. What his parents didn't know, or need to know, is that a black leather jacket and band t-shirt was stashed in his trunk for him to change the second he gets on the train.
The band t-shirt came from Remus last Christmas, when the sandy-brown haired boy realized that Sirius spent the majority of his times blasting records in the Gryffindor dormitory.
The leather jacket came from James and Peter for his birthday. ( He knew that it was James who bought it and just shared it with Peter because that boy is forgetful.) He cherished it with his life and was determined to buy more during their first Hogsmede trip.
"Sirius, fix that ungodly hair. And stand up straight. I have not raised someone to act like they've been living on the streets," Walburga scolded.
Regulus walked downstairs with his trunk and the Blacks apparated to the station.
Sirius walked into the Common Room with James, Remus, and Peter, and the 4 sat by the fire.
Sirius and James sat on the couch, Sirius threw his legs over James'. Remus sat down on the loveseat across from them and Peter said on the floor against it.
"Padfoot, I think you're about obsessed with that jacket and shirt," James teased.
"They're punk-rock, Prongs. It fits my aesthetic," Sirius shot back. "Besides, there is no way I was gonna show up to Hogwarts in a suit."
"Why in the bloody hell would you show up in a suit," Peter questioned.
"You really aren't good at catching onto things." Peter shrugged. "Sacred 28 and all that shit. 'Dressing appropriately makes you more honorable'."
"Yeah, well you definitely don't dress very honorably," Remus raised an eyebrow.
"That's the point, Rem. Gotta be rebellious, you know."
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See, time skips! But flashbacks :)
✎Abbie

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