35 A Little Shit Again.
I concentrated on the dream and tried to find where it started, it was yesterday! The whole day was a dream! I am glad and sad for Dudley somehow. Glad that he didn't end up with a Harem, and sad he didn't get a Harem… it is hard to please everyone.
I took stock of myself... High-end clothes, my trunk was old but again of very good quality… I better sit down and meditate on who I am. And... there it is! Sirius Fucking Black! The Withe Sheep of the family.
And what do you know, I am a Little Shit again! It is my first year all over! Let's see… The Game is gone, Voldemort's skills and knowledge too… ROB nerfed me well, but not all of it is gone, I remember most of the spells and skills I learned from the last Layer, but I need to train them up again, like my Wandless and silent casting.
After levitating my trunk down and taking my extra pair of shoes out, I put the trunk back. It is still pretty early and I passed my time getting adjusted to my current skill level. No more Fiendfires in the first couple of years. Bummer, I loved that spell.
There is a lot you can do with your shoes if you set your mind to it, levitating, tying the laces, giving them a shoe shine, letting them tapdance. I just stopped myself from vanishing them, that would be bad, the Hag would throw temper, and a Crucio as punishment is not uncommon. Don't blame me, Sirius calls her The Hag, I just keep on calling her that, she is one though.
Someone cleared their throat to get my attention, "Is it alright if I join you here, or do you want to be alone with your shoes?"
I looked at him, Potter of course, I shrugged: "Come in, mate, I prefer someone my age rather than my extra pair of shoes or some snotty upper years. Here let me help with your trunk."
I put my shoes aside and offered my hand: "Sirius Black, the White sheep… no, the White Dog of the Family."
After a shake, "James Potter, I don't know what animal or what color I am. So, a Black?…"
That moment two others stood at the open door, a girl asked: "Can we sit here with you?"
Let's see, Mum, Mum, Target, Mum, Aunty, and accompanied by Little Shitty Bat. A pretty redhead with green eyes and a small black scarecrow are standing in the doorway waiting for an answer.
"Come in," I said and pointed to the benches, "plenty of room to sit, and by the look of you, I bet you can be a great source of information."
I showed off by levitating their trunks in the racks, I am getting admiring looks from all of them, we were not supposed to know any spells. Meh, I am rich and good-looking, I can get away with it.
I shrugged at their curious looks, "I found an old wand in the attic and nicked some books from our library. I thought getting a head start would get me some points before I lose them. Hello, my name is Sirius Black and this is my best friend James Potter."
"Best friend?" asked James.
I nodded: "Yep, best friend, my only friend sounds kind of pathetic, you know."
"I can live with that." said James, "So, you will be my best Girlfriend, Miss?"
"I am Snape, Severus Snape! And she is not your girlfriend!" snapped Snape at James.
I better interrupt before it gets out of hand: "Hold on mate! He was being friendly, not asking her hand in marriage. And for the record, she has a mouth and can answer for herself or is she your property?"
"Sev, I don't need you to defend me when they are just friendly. My name is Lilly Evans. And what did you mean by a great source of information?"
James answered: "Well, you are clearly a Muggle-born, both of us are purebloods, so we don't know anything from the Muggle world. In exchange, we can offer you our knowledge from our side."
"Sev already told me most of it." she said, "I don't mind answering some questions, Sev can answer them too."
I asked: "About Hogwarts too? The houses and customs? Where do you want to get sorted for example?"
"Gryffindor for me!" Shouted James with a fist in the air.
Snape snorted: "The house of the Reckless. Slytherin is the best house! The house of the cunning and ambitious."
I looked at him with pity: "Then meeting us is your good fortune mate, I have to pop some of your fantasies. Tell me, the pretty redhead beside you, is she your friend?"
Snape got all defensive: "She is my best friend and you better don't hurt her or else."
I shook my head: "Well my tentative friend, she is a muggle-born, you are a half-blood that is raised in the Muggle world, Muggle Father I guess? Yeah, by the look on your face, he is. By marrying a muggle she must have been kicked out of her family, isn't she?"
James saw where I was heading by his look of understanding, I continued, "Well, your Mum missed the latest trends in our world, Mr. Snape, there is a pure-blood movement that despises muggles and even half-bloods. And guess what House they all prefer? As a half-blood you will be a bottom feeder, the lowest class, judging by your clothes you are not rich, raised on the muggle side with no backer, which are four points preventing a happy time in Slytherin for you. Count on the fact you are best friends with a so-called filthy muggle-born, your life will be hell there. Believe me, I know, I have three cousins in Slytherin."
Snape was not yet convinced, I added: "This is what will happen to you, this year you are going to be bullied until you seek protection by hugging the legs of an upper year, a Pure Blood, you will take his habits over, bullying Muggleborn and yes, your best friend included. By the end of your fourth year, she will hate you for it. Tell me, Mr. Snape, is Slytherin still the best House for you?"
James confirmed it: "It got worse the last ten years they told me, I doubt a Muggleborn will survive in Slytherin. Black is right, your friendship will die if you get sorted in Slytherin. You don't have to believe us of course. Ah, we are moving!"
Xxxxx
James is a fun bloke to be with, Lilly is a bright happy social kid, and Snape is a gloomy loner. I even taught them some spells, the Le-vi-O-Sa being the first one. By the look on his face Snape didn't believe me about Slytherin, well, I tried.
I have bigger worries, a Voldemort on the move for power, and Horcruxes in unknown places. Where the hell was he keeping them? I think if I go after the ring in the Shack he will find out eventually, so it will be with the Tiara. The curse on the Dada position is active, removing the Tiara will stop the curse but alert Voldy that someone is after his Soul.
He got the Helga's Cup and Salazar's Locket a year or two after he graduated, so those are Horcruxes too. Where is he hiding them? Probably Albania, there must be a reason why his wraith hid in the woods of Albania, a safety anchor perhaps?
Let's focus on the here and now, I have seven years to cripple the power base of Tom. Outing his real name and origin will be the first step, exposing his real nature and goals is next… fuck, I forgot the old goat, he will be the first obstacle. I am going to be on his radar the moment I join Gryffindor.
I am boxed in from three sides, My hag of a Mother is the third enemy to defeat, that bitch used a Crucio more than a dozen times on me, each time just for a second, but it hurts like a bitch. Payback Will be a bitch, and the doormat, AKA Dad, will get some too… Hmm, I know how I can make the first move.
I levitated my trunk down and took a paper and quill out. I closed the trunk and let it levitate in front of me so I had a stable surface to write on. Wide-eyed, the kids saw me write my letter on a floating trunk, I know, part of that was showing off, one of the flaws of House Black, just a minor one.
Xxxxx
I started writing:
Dear Grandfather,
I write to you in advance to warn you of the fact that I plan to sort in Gryffindor if I have a choice in the sorting process.
Why You ask? it is because of my Mother's insanity. For the last two years, she has been harping me about Slytherin, as if being in Slytherin is the only reason to be a Black. Why?
Are we the servants of Slytherin? Does it matter where I sleep for seven years at Hogwarts? Does that tell me who I am? Does Hogwarts tell you that I am worthy or not to be a Black? Even if being in Slytherin would help me in my goals and ambitions, I am sure being in Gryffindor does the same.
Mother threatened to kick me out of the family if I didn't sort in Slytherin. Tell me, Grandfather, is House Black a worthy House if they are so small-minded to kick their own child out if I don't sleep where they want?
I thought we Blacks bow to no one, why are Mother and Father groveling in the dirt for Slytherin?
I am Heir Sirius Orion Black and I am carving my own path through Hogwarts! I will not let a school tell me who I am supposed to be, I am a Black, not a Slytherin or a Hogwarts!
If you somehow find me unworthy, there is always Reggy, Mother is training him now that I can not protect him anymore, He can't stand the pain of a Crucio like I do. If you can, take him away from that crazy woman.
Your Grandson, Sirius Orion Black.
Xxxxx
I still have it! With a bit of luck, Walburga the Bitch will get her own Crucios, believe me, a Crucio hurts like Hell. Want to try it yourself? Take a needle and prick it in your fingertip… I'll wait…. Now, imagine the pain of that prick on your whole body… There you go, it hurts like a bitch you tell me? I agree.
All I have to do now is wait for my cousins to pay a visit. I folded my letter, and levitated my trunk back on the rack, under the deadly silence from the companions in my train compartment.
I looked up and saw their awed faces, I asked: "What is the matter? Sorry for ignoring you all, but I just had to write this letter first."
James was the first to get his wits back: "Bloody hell, Black, how long have you been practicing? That is something I only saw my Dad do a few times and he is one of the most powerful wizards in Britain!"
I shrugged: "It is not that hard, once you control the flow of your magic, fine-tuning it is easy. I have been doing it for two years now."
James grumbled: "It looks like I have some catching up to do. As my best friend you are obligated to aid me, you know that right? That is something best friends do."
Lily had a strange look in her eye when she said: "Would you teach us too? I don't mind being your friend, I bet Severus wants to learn it too."
"Well, Mr. Snape? Do you want to be my friend? Even if I want to be a Gryffindor?" I asked.
Snape scoffed: "Why do you think you are going to be sorted in Gryffindor?"
I grinned: "I heard of a secret method to sort in the house of your choice. You have to sing a song in your mind when they sort you, a brave song will get you in Gryffindor, a complicated song is for Ravenclaw, a song for trickery is for Slytherin…"
"And a song about loyal friends is for Hufflepuff." Finished Lily. "Who told you that, Mr. Black? Was it Dudley?"
WTF? I snapped my head to Lily, ROB brought Hermione here? There are only a few who could know that and they are all in the last Layer. To test the waters I answered: "Yep, Dursley spilled the beans, do you know him?"
Lily shook her head, "I heard my friend Hermione talk about him, how he travels the world and all."
I nodded, "Granger, now that is a smart woman, was she dating Dudley?"
Lily answered, "She got Soul bonded with Harry, they are good friends though, too bad they moved to Australia along with her parents."
Great! I am not alone anymore! If I get it right, Lilly has memories of the Hermiones from the last two Layers. Sorry James and Snape, but this girl is going to have my name tattooed on her bum.
She glared at me and added: "And this time she doesn't share with anyone! He better remember that! She is not afraid to kick his butt, you know."
I swallowed and said: "Don't spread the love, I got it. I will tell him so."
Snape asked: "Lilly? Why did you never tell me about Dursley and Granger?"
Lilly shrugged "They moved away before I met you Sev, I bet you didn't tell me everything about your home life too. I just remembered it when Mr. Black started telling that line, someone must have spelled that memory away."
James commented: "You must have seen them doing Magic and they obliviated you. We have to do that to keep our society a secret."
Good save, Lilly! They can't deny that possibility. Wizards give the line "I don't remember" a whole new dimension.
Lilly sighed: "I remember it clearly now, Petunia and I were playing hide and seek with our friends and hid in their backyard, Hermione said sorry and waved her wand."
I better cover my side, "I met them at my uncle Alphard, my uncle didn't care that they were Muggleborn, I even think he helped them move to Australia."
The door of our compartment slammed open and three witches came in uninvited. My cousins, the warm one, Andromeda, the crazy one, Bellatrix, and the cold one Narcissa.
I looked up and said: "Thank you for knocking on the door like proper Ladies, please come in my dear cousins, why did you feel the need to visit your poor lonely cousin? Was it a sense of Family Unity?"
Bellatrix giggled, "No silly, your Mum told us to look out for you when you are in Slytherin, she said you needed some discipline. I would love to discipline you."
I grinned back: "Sorry Trixy, I am not into that. Maybe in a few years if you are not sold off by then."
Her silly grin disappeared: "That was not Funny, ickle little Sirius. Maybe I have to discipline you now."
"You bringing my Hag of a Mother up isn't funny either, Crazy Trixy. Besides, I plan to go to Gryffindor just to spite that Hag." I shot back.
Andromeda warned me: "Is that wise, Sirius? She won't like it when you are not in Slytherin. And you have no right to slander your Mother in public, that is not done."
I glared at Andromeda: "A dozen Crucios give me the right to call her that Andy! Besides, it is just a boarding school, who cares where I sleep."
Reeducating the Blacks, step one. Get the snake out of their head. Now I have a nice surprise for Snape.
"Say Bellatrix, what would you do to a Slyterin halfblood that grew up in the muggleworld? The dad is a muggle and the mother a cast-out pureblood." I asked innocently.
Bellatrix giggled: "Oh, ickle little Sirius, I would make it my pet. Licking my boots will be its first task, just to get the muggle filth out of its mind. Oh, I will surely play with that half-blood. Is it a boy or a girl? I can rent out the girl to the upper years, you know."
A few moments later they left, I held Andromeda back and handed my letter, "Andy, can you owl this letter to my Grandfather if I get sorted in Gryffindor? He is the only one that can control that Hag."
Andromeda nodded: "I will do that, Sirius. Personally, I don't care which House you are in, but others do, you know." she closed the door behind her.
I turned to a shell-shocked Snape and asked: "Well, Mr. Snape? Are you ready to lick her boots? I bet she will make them nice and tasty."
James shook his head: "Dad told me that the blood purity movement is getting out of hand, but friend, that Trixy of yours is one crazy woman. Mr. Snape? If you are smart, Ravenclaw is a good option, if you don't like Gryffindor, Hufflepuff is a fine House too."
Xxxxx
Lily sat next to me in the boat and softly asked: "This isn't going to be easy, isn't it? Why do you think I got dragged into this?"
"Because I told my Hermiones my secret, I guess." I answered, "I am flying blind now, maybe ROB thinks I need a hand or thinks it is funnier. Merlin knows where Tom hid his trinkets. Gryffindor for us?"
She nodded, "Talk to that Hat and tell it to keep Sev out of Slytherin. Although Bellatrix woke him up, he had been nagging about Slytherin for months. I woke up in Lilly this morning, You?"
"Two minutes before you entered my compartment." I answered, I sighed, "Let's talk this over in private at the RoR. Snape is burning holes in the back of my head with his glares."
Xxxxx
McGonagall led us into the Great Hall, Hatty did his complimentary song and started sorting. No familiar faces this time.
When the Hat got on my head, his voice shouted out loud, "What in Morgana's saggy tits is this all about?"
He sifted through my memories with a vengeance, after ten minutes, It said "I can't believe it! Sixth Layer? I am a comedy prop in a book?"
"You said the same thing last time. You also told me these worlds are real." I said to the Hat, "My job is to change it all and to make it entertaining, you saw the changes I want to make, do you agree with them?"
"Have it your way, boy. It is about time one of yours got back into Gryffindor, they used to be there in the beginning. GRYFFINDOR!"
I looked at the Slytherin table, Andromeda smiled, Narcissa looked cold as usual, and Bellatrix was raging mad for some reason.
Evans Lilly, GRYFFINDOR!
Lupin Remus, GRYFFINDOR!
Pettigrew Peter, HUFFLEPUFF!
Potter James, GRYFFINDOR!
Snape Severus, HUFFLEPUFF!
That will make the prick a bit more humble. The Puffs will set him straight. Lilly sat next to me and said: "You made a big impression on Severus, it opened his eyes, now he has to get over his obsession with me."
"You forgot your stag, dear Deer. What about him?" I asked.
She glanced at me and answered: "I think I'll go for a Black Dog this time, with a bit of training I can get it to do some tricks. As I told you, you are mine. Nobody else this time you hear me horn dog?"
I protested: "Yours? All this time? Why haven't I shagged you once?"
She huffed: "It wasn't my fault you were not fast enough."
I hissed silently: "I was fourteen, you fifteen, we were bloody kids! We will continue this conversation in the RoR, Missy."
Xxxxx
In our dorm we introduced ourselves, I said: "Remus Lupin? Wolf Wolf? What was your dad thinking mate? A werewolf with a sick sense of humor will turn you into one. Anyway, my name is Sirius Black, Sirius or Siri will do, Heir Black is for the snobs. For my goal in life, I have set my eyes on Lilly Evans and will try to win her over."
James groaned: "I was planning to do that too."
I shrugged: "Hey James, I don't own her. She can decide for herself who she wants to spend the rest of her life with, I have seven years to convince her I am the one. Well, I better prepare for Mum's Howler tomorrow."
Xxxxx
The next morning at breakfast, like clockwork, Mommy had her Howler sent to me.
SIRIUS BLACK! YOU ARE THE SHAME OF HOUSE BLACK! HOW DARE YOU SHUN HOUSE SLYTHERIN AND SORT INTO GRYFFINDOR! YOU BETTER BEHAVE OR I KICK YOU OUT OF THE FAMILY!
"Hold on Virgo, I have a letter for Mother, where is that paper... Ah, no need for a quill, start recording, MOTHER! WHO CARES IN WHAT HOUSE I AM AT SCHOOL! IT IS ONLY FOR SEVEN BLOODY YEARS. AND A FEMALE OF A BRANCH FAMILY DOESN'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO DECIDE THAT I AM A BLACK OR NOT! STOP EMBARRASSING HOUSE BLACK BY SENDING THESE BLOODY HOWLERS! Stop recording. Here you go, Virgo."
When I saw all the Slytherins look at me I said out loud: "What? Is House Slytherin better than the rest? The last Heir to Slytherin, Morphin Gaunt died in Azkaban after he murdered his own Father, his sister was a squib. What is there to be proud about? His sister Merope even eloped with a muggle."
Too much? Nah, it just got me a ticket to the headmaster's office, I wonder if he set his wards like in the last Layer. I bet a lot of the Sytherins will send an owl home with that juicy gossip.
Lilly softly commented: "You pushing it too fast Sirius, we are too young to defend ourselves."
"I have to put a stop to his recruiting in Hogwarts, Lily" I argued, "I am getting the word out that he is not the Heir of Slytherin, or if he is, then he is nothing more than a Muggle-born or half-blood at most. That is important information, that will halve his recruiting and stop his funding."
"The headmaster wants to speak to you in his office after you complete your breakfast, Mr. Black. And next time you send a Howler, do so in private," said McGonagall when she handed me my class schedule.
"Meetings with the headmaster have to be done in the presence of my head of House, Professor. Are you going to be there?" I asked.
"I will if you insist, Mr. Black." she stiffly answered.
"Thank you, Professor, I insist. For the issue of my Howler, I must decline. If Hogwarts has no problem allowing Howlers to humiliate its students, then I have no problem sending one back in public. I am done with my breakfast Professor."
Xxxxx
Bloody Mars Bars again. McGonagall opened the door and let me in.
"Thank you, Minerva, you can go now," said the manipulator.
When McGonagall turned and left, I followed.
"Mr. Black, where are you going?" came a voice from behind.
I shrugged and said: "You ended the meeting Headmaster, I followed Professor McGonagall back out."
McGonagall turned to me: "Go back inside Mr. Black."
"Only if you stay with me as my head of House Gryffindor, Professor, I read the rule book." I pointed out, "Besides, staying alone in a room with an old unmarried man, is improper."
"Very well, come on then." she caved in.
The old man lost his twinkle, he heard me loud and clear. To get a grip on the conversation he asked: "Was it necessary to send a Howler to your Mother, Mr. Black? It is disrespectful to your mother. Besides sending mail has to be done in the owlery."
"No offense Sir, but in the wards is a setting to block Howlers, if you don't care about Howlers coming in, why do you care for Howlers going out? Do you get pleasure from watching your students being humiliated?"
McGonagall chided me: "Mr. Black! Be more respectful to the Headmaster!"
Dumbledore chuckled: "No harm done, Minerva, you see, Mr. Black, the board of governors demanded that howlers be allowed to enter the school."
I shook my head and told him: "The founders set the rule that no outside influence may harm the student's welfare. Also, the Headmaster can overrule the Governors if the physical or mental health of the students is in danger. Getting a Howler at Breakfast is humiliating, Headmaster, and damaging our confidence, many will be laughed at for weeks. I was prepared for this one, if I didn't send one back, I would be the laughing stock for weeks. I find your excuse not valid, sir."
I love Daphne for forcing me to study the rule book, I will give her a cookie when she is two years old. Or in the next Layer.
He chuckled again, "That rule leaves a lot of room for interpretations, Mr. Black, and can easily be abused. What I called you in for was your statement about the Heir of Slytherin, where did you get this information?"
"Sir? Are you feeling well? Since when are you asking for confidential information from a Heir? Did nobody teach you proper etiquette? I guess not, because even passive Legilimence is illegal, Sir. I let this slide once, the next time I call for my Lord and the DMLE. Good day, Headmaster."
And Mr. Black left the office. I felt him brush my defenses and make it the reason for my escape. It will also let him know I am not in his corner. My best defense against Dumbledore is to stay out of range. Hmm, what is my first class… Potions, crap, now I have to run to my dorm and back down… where does Slughorn teach his class?
More important, I forgot my shoes on the train!
36 Classes.
Damned, the elves probably put them in the Room of Lost Things… I doubt Accio shoes would give satisfactory results, maybe Accio My shoes? I'll try if I have time.
First things first, I took a shortcut to my dorm and put my trunk in my pocket. Hah! Featherweight and shrinking Charms rules! Next, to locate the classroom, I went down to our common room and asked a senior who had a free hour for directions. I knew it! Slughorn teaches on the first floor, why Snape is skulking in the Dungeon… ah, yes, Dumbledore needed someone to sabotage future Potion Masters.
Well out of time I reached the classroom, "Sorry for being late, sir, the Headmaster had some questions." I said when I entered the room.
"That is quite alright, Mr. Black." Slughorn chuckled, "I can imagine what questions he asked, can you perhaps share some of the answers after class?"
I smiled: "I can tell one right now sir. It was to keep his nose out of House Black's business. Lord Black doesn't like it when his Heir is being questioned."
The chuckle faded from the Chuckler, "I see," he said with a frown, "Take a seat and set your cauldron up the same way as the student next to you. I will continue my lesson."
That was my message to him, no old man is allowed to suck up to me, apparently, Lilly will do the sucking in this Layer. I just have to wait so bloody long for it.
Lilly saved me a spot next to her, when I set my cauldron up she asked: "Making friends already, Siri? First Dumbledore, now Slughorn?"
I glanced at her: "Are you so eager to be one of his Slugs again? Be my guest. I have to keep up my Heir Black act. Anyway, what potion are we brewing?"
Yeah, right, this is the fucking third time we are in our first year, I can bloody teach it. It was no surprise we brewed a perfect potion. Lilly got all the glory, Slughorn praised her over the Moon, my potion got a Well Done at most. I had to give Lilly the glory, I stole it from her when she was Hermione in our sixth year, doing it again will get me in the dog house I'm sure.
I silenced our surroundings, grinned at Lilly, and asked: "How does it feel when an old Slug is sucking up at you? Is it fulfilling? Are you going to be his new Pet Slug?"
She slapped my arm, "Do you really think I need that club? We have been killing those Zombies for more than a year, before that, we got up to our sixth year before we were sent back. All I need is some time in the RoR to get my skills back up. So don't brew up a storm too soon."
"We can show enough to be labeled as protegees, Lilly." I said, "But you are right, they can take it out on your folks. We need to set wards at your home first, then we kick up a storm. What do you think? Will the Soulbond still work? We never kissed on the last Layer."
"We were little kids, then and we are little kids now, Siri." argued Lilly, "Besides, I am not giving my first kiss to an eleven-year-old brat."
"Alright, I'll save the kisses for Second Year? No? Third Year? I am not going to wait until I bloody graduate, Lilly! End of Third Year, give it or I steal it, either way, I am going to have my snog." I told her.
History was boring, Binns recited word for word from the textbook each year. Why on Earth does someone think Dumbledore is a great Headmaster is beyond me. He allows Slughorn to do politics in school, he himself is more into politics than education, an Acromantula colony in the forbidden forest with his blessing tops it all. But, that is me ranting about it.
Xxxxx
At lunch, I seated myself next to Bellatrix, I asked: "Trixy? Did you tattle on me to the Hag? Was it fun to hear that Howler humiliate House Black?"
She hissed: "You should have been sorted in Slytherin you traitor!"
"Why should I, Bellatrix?" I shot back, "What is so bloody special here that you put this crap school above our family? Do you get extra education compared to the others? Or do you really think this is the best school in the world?"
She glared at me: "We should be together, Siri, instead you went to Gryffindor. Blacks should be in Slytherin, Siri."
I shrugged: "Well, I have some information for you, yesterday the Hat told me that he was glad that the Blacks returned to their roots. He said that in the beginning, the Blacks sorted in Gryffindor."
I turned to her and asked: "What might have changed that? Some propaganda from the Gaunts? Those idiots were so obsessed with being Purebloods that they fucked their own sisters and ended up as batshit crazy half-squibs. Is that our future, Bellatrix? Do you want to keep the Black line pure? Do you want to marry me? You could have a daughter as crazy as her Grandma Walburga."
Our discussion drew a lot of attention, Bellatrix scoffed: "What does a kid like you know about the pure blood cause, you just got out of the diapers little kid. You don't realize that the Mudbloods are stealing our Magic and taking our world over."
I laughed, "This little kid knows more than you, ignorant fool, the pure-blood cause is not a cause but a curse! In-breeding too many times harms your Magic! And what idiot claims that Muggles can steal Magic? If they can actually steal Magic from us proves that they are better at Magic than us!"
I grinned at their angry faces and continued, "Tell me, O wise Pureblood, where do you ban your Squibs to? Where do the criminals go when their Magic is bound? And, My dear Trixy, those Pureblood males that say Muggles are animals, they sure have no problem to go and rape some of them. What do you think their offshoot is going to be? You call yourself the House of the Cunning and Ambitious? Hah! The House of the Stupid and Brain Dead."
I stood up and said: "The Pureblood cause is just a flimsy reason to go out and act like rabid dogs. Torturing, killing, and raping Muggles for a sport. All in the name of saving the Wizarding way of life. Am I wrong, Trixy? In the end, what are you? A noblewoman who is fit to be a leader of our Nation or a lunatic who wallows in violence and blood? I bet your leader isn't a pure blood either."
And Sirius finished his rant! See him stand proudly among the ignorant, he seeded the seeds of doubt into the brains of the sheep. If there was wind his hair would wave in it, if there was sunshine in the Hall a radiant glow would appear around his body, proving his divinity, but first, he has to find a toilet to take a dump. Life can be harsh, can you believe my shit stinks as bad as those from the commoners? It must be those blasted pumpkins, those elves put pumpkins in everything.
Xxxxx
Well, I gave the Snakes food for thought, I doubt it will do much good, once they are convinced of something and someone is hammering it in, it is hard to change their mind. Human nature dictates that, people prefer to stay wrong in a cause they believe in rather than change to a just cause they hate.
On another note, it was hard to shake Lupin and Potter off my tail, Lilly got her own posse, Alice Brown, Neville's mum, Mary MacDonald, and Marlene McKinnon, they followed her around like ducklings, part of it was our use of advanced Magic, after learning a spell, we did some the normal way, then we did them silently, followed by reducing our Wand movements. Lilly pretended to have it copied from me. That got me in the hot seat and her comfortably riding along.
On the weekends, Snape was following Lilly as a lost puppy.
I got my cousins thinking, and questioning their cause, I helped a bit, I whispered in Narcissa's ear that Lucius prefers boys over girls, and to Trixy that the Lestranges come in pairs and share everything. Most of all, I sent out a letter to Grandpa.
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Dear Grandfather,
There is a movement in Slytherin that is getting out of hand. Someone named Voldemort claims to be the Heir of Slytherin because he can speak to snakes. He is quite powerful though.
I did some research and found out his real name and origin. He is the son of the Squib Merope Gaunt and Tom Riddle a neighbor from the Gaunts. A Muggleborn, almost a half-blood. I found out because there was an award in the trophy hall for Tom Marvolo Riddle, Marvolo Gaunt was the last Lord of the Gaunts.
Also, if you rearrange the letters from his name you get: I am Lord Voldemort.
His followers call themselves death eaters and are sowing terror in Britain.
The sad part, Grandfather? Mother and Father support their group, so do Uncle Cygnus and Aunt Druella. Grandfather, they plan to sell their daughters off to Malfoy, the Lestranges, and some others I could not find out. They all follow that Riddle, the sad part? Riddle is just after our money.
Grandfather, they let themselves be branded like cattle, I suspect it is some kind of slave brand because they are fanatical followers.
I would find it a bad deal to sell Bellatrix, Andromeda, and Narcissa off to rejects from France. They got kicked out of France during their revolution for a reason, I think it is ridiculous to force them to marry that kind of people.
Grandfather, if no action is taken, then our line will end in my generation.
Thank you for taking Regulus to your home.
Your Grandson, Sirius Orion Black.
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I hope I can save my cousins with this.
Wandless became easier with practice, Lilly and I used the RoR three times on weekdays for an hour, and two hours before breakfast on Saturday and Sunday. By December I spammed that nifty spell Tom showed Harry in the Chamber everywhere I could. The words Tom Marvolo Riddle changed into 'I am Lord Voldemort' every four seconds in fiery letters. They suspected me, but my wand was clean, no matter how many times they checked.
No doubt that Tom found out about it, I bet he Crucio'd a few followers in a tantrum already.
Bella was in her last year and getting more nervous by the time of Yule break, I bet she will meet her fiancee.
I did have fun with James and Lupin, although Lilly and her fans always tagged along. I meant to hook Snape up with Narcissa, but that bint is still smitten with her albino, as I said, some don't want to be saved. It would not work, Narcissa is in her fourth year, and Snape is a black-and-yellow ratty first year.
Anyway, we had a lot of fun, discovering the kitchen was a big part of it. I made my speech: "Hogwart Elves! We must compliment you! We thought that only our family elves were loyal hardworking parts of our family, but here at Hogwarts are loyal hard-working elves too! The food you serve is of the best quality! Our rooms are spotless! And our clothes are clean and smell fresh! We, the first years are thanking you for your great service to us! We consider you as our family away from home."
It worked every time, the elves hugged our legs for five uncomfortable minutes and served us tea and cakes. By chance, I had my trunk with me and one of the compartments had stasis Charms on it, so we could store the excess of cakes and pies the elves served us, and boy, after that speech there was a big pile of it on the table.
James said to me: "This must be one of your best ideas, Siri. Now we must convince those girls to share with us."
I whispered in his ear: "Tell them it makes their ass look fat!"
Slowly, James turned to me: "Man, do you think I fall for such a cheap trap? Let Remus say it."
"You know I can hear you, right? And forget about letting me do that, I am not tired of living," remarked Lupin.
Damn, if Pettigrew was here we could have tricked him into it. We can't have everything, but we strive to have a lot. The rat is doing fine in Hufflepuff, he is not overshadowed by us, and he has a relative in his House, more so, the Puffs have most of their classes with the Claws, there is not much interaction with the Snakes.
Maybe it is time to do another stab at Tom's source of power. I know! A letter will do the trick.
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Dear Algernon Croaker,
You must know that you have someone in your department who speaks to others about things that should not be spoken of outside that department nobody speaks about. Augustus Rockwood is more loyal to Tom Marvolo Riddle, AKA Voldemort than to his work, the work he isn't supposed to speak about to strangers.
Maybe you should research Soul Magic. If Herpo the Fool is a standard for naming people, then Tommy Voldemort should be named Tom the Fivefold Fool, if you get my drift.
You should also do a study on that brand he puts on his slave… followers, I bet there is a bit of Soul Magic in it too.
You can also ignore the signs and let Tom and his merry band of killers and rapists do whatever they want, that is clearly up to you.
FYI, that Merry band is very capable of the Imperio spell, detecting it must be a priority, Ministry workers are easy targets after all.
I hope I woke you up from your slumber party and you can see the treat for what it is.
Best regards… I better not sign this or you would not believe me.
Xxxxx
That will shake things up.
To relieve my boredom, I did my first prank. When the students came into the Great Hall, some of the upper years experienced a Marilyn Monroe. Now, don't get on your high horse, and let me explain a bit. I put detection spells in the corridors to the great hall to mark my targets.
First was an age detection, fifteen years and up, next was a gender detection, only targeting males, third was a spell that detect the absence of pants. When all three triggers are attached, a spell is armed on their robes and activated when they enter the Great Hall. Yep, I was flipping skirts... Robes. The boys showed all kinds of underwear, some even went commando! It was hilarious to see them grab their robes and push them down.
Yes, the Potter movie costume department needs to be fired. They dressed their actors up like students of Muggle boarding schools. Hogwarts has ROBES! the ones monks and friars wear. There is so much wrong with the other costumes in those movies... That is me nagging, don't mind me, I do that all the time.
Can you believe they checked my wand again? I am a fucking firsty! I said to McGonagall, "Thank you for thinking so highly of me Professor. To believe I am able to pull something like that off with only three and a half months of education… write to my Grandfather and tell him that! I'll move up to be his favorite Black for sure! Can I tell him that at Yule?"
Lilly commented: "I hope you catch that culprit, Professor, some of us are mentally scarred for life. Have they never heard of underwear? And what they showed was tiny… I hope that is not a pureblood treat."
James added: "What worries me more is Malfoy's pink panty. Did you see the frills on it? The bow tie on the front?"
"Miss Evans! Mr. Potter! It is not proper to make those kinds of comments! Ten points from both of you!" said McGonagall.
I smiled at Lilly and said: "There is always the obliviate spell, Lilly, and I am considering it for myself after Malfoy's performance."
Alice sighed: "Thank Morgana! I am not the only one thinking to get obliviated! I have a pair of pink panties that look almost the same as Malfoy's. I can never wear them again without thinking of… Ugh!"
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On the train ride home, James invited us all to celebrate Yule at his place, I said: "Sorry, mate, I have to be with my Family. They are going to make some big decisions, and I have to be there."
Grandpa and I have been writing letters, he was first planning to hand the Lordship over to Dad, but he changed his mind after discovering he did nothing to stop Mother from using Crucio's on us. On the Yule celebration, we will discuss the future of House Black.
Lilly said: "That sounds like fun James, we only celebrated Christmas, I like to see what is different about it. Are you coming too, Sev?"
Snape is uncomfortable, a typical case of a poor boy visiting a rich classmate, he wants to be there to protect Lilly and stay away to not see the difference between them. Believe me, I know the feeling. Been there and didn't like it one bit. Yep, my folks were poor too, not much has changed though, after two divorces I was in the same boat.
"Severus, accept the invitation," I advised him, "Remember, what you are now can change in the future. There is no shame in the amount of money our parents have or don't have, what you do with it will define you."
Now tell me, that is a worthy quote, isn't it? I probably can't claim it, I bet a lot of parents told their kids the same. They don't know that, so I am the wise guy! The Sage! Follow my lead and prosper, ignore me and despair! You don't get it? Come on! it is obvious! He has to marry a rich girl! That way he will have... ok, the quote is crap, sue me.
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Home sweet home, Mum was waiting for me with her wand in her hand, I avoided her Crucio and disarmed her, "Hello Mother, what a warm welcome from you, Expeliarimus! You too Father? Are you insane? I am your bloody son! Wait, let me share the family love, how about if I practice that spell on you? Bloody pussies! It is only a few stinging hexes! Okay a few very powerful stinging hexes but still."
I waited until they recuperated and laid down the law: "If either of you ever try to Crucio me again, I will contact the DMLE. I have no problem sending you off to Azkaban. You are pisspoor parents, House Black may be a Noble and Ancient House, but both of you are far from Noble or pure."
Mother glared at me: "You dare to turn against us? I have you burned from the tapestry!"
I shrugged and gave her another hex: "Oh? Are you surprised by that? I learned that from you, Mother. Speak up against you is a Crucio isn't it? What about you Father? Did you enjoy watching your wife torture your sons? Did you get a kick from it? Don't pretend you are good parents, you are scum, even worse than the lowest Muggle."
Panting from the pain Mother screamed: "You are not my son anymore!"
"I never was one, Walburga, in your eyes I was an animal that you tried to tame. It is sad that you are domesticated by that Muggleborn Voldemort. Well, if you need me I'll be with my Grandfather, Lord Black. Father, I advise you to get your priorities straight."
I flood to Grandfather's house. I was glad I could take my revenge for the old Sirius, that crazy bitch almost broke his spirit. The memories from my childhood here are almost as dark as Harry's.
Grandfather came into the floo room, "That was fast, I expected you tomorrow, what happened?"
"She welcomed me with a Crucio," I told him, "I let her experience what that feels like in return, don't worry it was with stinging hexes. I am done being the target practice of that woman. Can I stay here, Grandfather? Or do I have to ask Uncle Alphard?"
He studied my face: "You changed a lot, boy. A lot for the better but some of it for the worse. We will straighten this out the day after tomorrow at the Yule celebration dinner. Dinkle will show you your room."
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Reggie entered my room, "She kicked you out, or did you leave on your own?" he asked.
I shrugged: "Left on my own, the Hag tried to Crucio me, I disarmed them both and gave some Stinging Hexes in return. The pussies screamed as if they got Crucio'd. I am done with both of them."
"Grandpa invited the whole family to Yule, there are going to be major decisions made. Oh, thank you for getting me out of there." said Reggie, "You were not an hour gone and she started her lessons."
I sighed: "Mother is so obsessed with being a pureblood that she acts as a lunatic. Her way or no way, and Father is so submissive that he allows everything. We are truly blessed with our parents are we."
Reggie shook his head: "Forget about them, what did you learn in Hogwarts? And how did you know how to send a Howler? Did you know that Grandpa was there to pick me up when it arrived? Mother raged on and on about kicking you out. Grandpa forbade her to send any more Howlers before we left."
"Hmm, I wondered why she never returned one." I said, "Enough about them, I found some awesome Druid spells, Reggie. We are going to amaze the old folks at the celebration. Here are three acorns, try to feel which is the best one and push some of your Magic into it, every hour you push some in it. We are going to make our tree log the ancient way."
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The family gathered, most of them are old fossils like Pollux and Cassiopeia, some could not come like James' Mother Dorea or the cast out Aunt Lucretia. Walburga and Father arrived, she clearly must have been told to shut up, and Uncle Cygnus and his wife Druella were there with the not-so-small kids.
I nudged Reggie, "Showtime, bro." and led him to the treeline of the forest at the back of the house.
I pumped Magic in my acorn for the last time, planted it in the soil, took some steps back, and said: "Grow."
I turned to Reggie pointed to a place and said: "Do the same there, so they won't bother each other when they grow, hurry."
While I was talking, my tree already sprouted and was growing rapidly, the old folks were watching the tree go up. Reggie planted his Acorn and stood next to me, amazed at how fast and big the oaks grew.
Bellatrix came over; "Which upper year spelled those acorns ickle Siri? It is more powerful than mine."
"All done by me, Trixy, I found some old druid spells and gave it a twist. Do you like my tree?" I grinned.
Andromeda said: "Morgana! It is at least twice as big as a normal one and is still growing! Ah, it stopped. Yours isn't as big, Reggie, why?"
"I gave him that acorn and spelled it," I answered in his place, "His Magic is a bit different than mine, so when he pushed his Magic in it the effects were not that good. Now stand back, I am cutting them down." I herded them away.
With a few flicks of my wand, the trees came crashing down, a few flicks more got rid of the branches and roots, one last spell drained the water from the logs. I levitated the two logs and walked past the girls.
I stopped next to Bellatrix and gave them three acorns: "Try for yourself, push some Magic in it, plant it, and say Grow."
I walked with the logs to the bonfire and put them on it. I know, I am showing off to the crowd. The wind was blowing through my hair, the sun was setting so there was a nice orange glow around me, almost a Halo, too bad Lilly isn't here or she would swoon over me, nope, I don't need to do an Nr2.
"Impressive Magic for a boy his age." I heard a man's voice say.
I turned around to see who was praising me… Hmm? "Tom?"
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AN: I changed the pedigree of the Blacks a bit to suit my story, so don't bite my head off if some of them are not according to Canon.
37 A Lord?
Before me stood Tom Riddle, his eyes already had a red shine, the nose was still there on his face, so was his hair. Behind him are his minions, Malfoy, Nott, Lestrange, and their kids. No doubt to negotiate a marriage and promote his cause.
"My name is Lord Voldemort, boy." said Tom with an annoyed face, "I am the Heir of Slytherin."
I acted surprised: "But I saw your picture in the Trophy room, it said Tom Marvolo Riddle, and be honest Sir, Running away from Death in French is not a real name is it? The second last to claim Heir of Slytherin was Morphin Gaunt, his father was Marvolo Gaunt, the Gaunts were the last of the Slytherin line. Did you know that Morphin was sent to Azkaban for killing his neighbors the Riddles?"
With an innocent face, I asked: "So why does Tom Marvolo Riddle's Trophy have your picture? Oh, and thank you for your compliment, I am quite good at Magic already."
Tom had a hard time controlling his temper: "That must be a ploy from the Headmaster to discredit me. And for your information, little boy, you have hardly scraped on the amount of Magic knowledge there is in this world."
I protested: "Hey! I bet that I can do a spell you can't! Do you want to bet on it?"
Tom frowned: "I don't gamble with children, little boy, but prove it if you can."
Hah! It is time to kick his superiority complex up his ass, I concentrated and did a silent Messenger Patronus to Lilly. The crowd saw a big Dog Patronus come out, looked at me, and took off in the direction of Potter Manor.
I turned to Tom and said: "How about it, Sir? I can show you another one if you want."
Tom was raging inside, he never could do that spell due to the emotions it required, emotions he didn't have.
He took the bait and said: "Show the other one first, boy."
I smiled innocently and raised my wand: "I, Sirius Orion Black swear on my Magic that up till now, I have never killed more than 10 Pure Blood Wizards in cold blood in this world. So Mote It Be!"
I ended it with another Patronus, to James this time, "Well, Sir? Can you do the same Oath? Maybe do less than a 100? Or maybe say that you care about the Pure Blood Cause?"
Surrounded by curious Pure Bloods, Tom felt cornered and humiliated, again, he could not do it without losing his Magic, the second spell was worse, he was promoting the Pure Blood cause and being challenged to make an Oath he knew he would fail, it would set his plans back for a decade.
Tom tried to save the furniture from the fire: "You got me, little boy, I admit that the Patronus is a spell I did not bother to learn, Dementors are no treat to me, so that spell is useless. And I hate to disappoint the crowd, but I do not make Oats that can backfire on me in later years."
I shrugged: "No problem, I understand that you still need the trust of your servants. But did you know that the current Heir of Slytherin is the son of the squib Merope Gaunt and the Muggle Tom Riddle? That is why that Trophy said Tom Marvolo Riddle. Why do you think you are the Heir of Slytherin, Sir?"
My two times casting a Patronus kept the attention on me, a NEWT spell done by a kid with four months of education was unheard of, adding my performance with the Yule logs, I am the second coming of Merlin. My comments were spot on, Tom has to admit he is a mud blood to be Heir Slytherin or has to prove his Pure Blood lineage as a Voldemort. Both will bite him in the ass. Now that he is openly questioned about his lineage in the presence of a lot of his followers and potential followers, he needs to get back in control.
Tom bit back: "There is no proof that Merope had a child, little boy. What can you possibly know about something that happened over forty years ago? I proved that I am the Heir of Slytherin years ago."
I raised my voice: "Then you also know why you are Not LORD Slytherin, Sir. Magic refused your Claim, didn't it? Why did it refuse you? One of the reasons can be that you are responsible for the death of the previous Lord, fully knowing what your actions caused. Another reason can be that you performed rituals that you can not be called human again. There may be other reasons I don't know of, Sir."
I frowned: "Sorry sir, I am warded against compulsion and mind-altering Charms, I applaud you for being able to do them Wandless."
Tom grinds his teeth: "I see that I am not welcome here by letting a mere child insult me in front of my peers. I bid you good day sirs."
He heard my last line: "According to your propaganda you are not our peer, but a Mudblood that stole our Magic."
Malfoy, Nott, and Lestrange followed him back out like sheep. Cygnus and Druella were fuming.
Walburga could not control herself and shouted: "You cursed child! Do you realize what you have done? He is the last hope of our way of life!"
"Oh, put a sock in it, Walburga! He is a Mudblood who wants to destroy all Pure-Bloods! Tell me Grandfather, how were Muggle-born orphans treated in Slytherin 40 years ago? Were they treasured and helped in their education? Did all those Pure Bloods cuddle him? He is planning to start a war between Pure Bloods to kill us all off!"
I glared at Uncle Cygnus: "And you were going to whore your daughters off to his inner circle to gain some favor isn't it, Uncle? Since when are the Blacks beggars to get some table scraps?"
I turned to Bellatrix: "Trixy! Who do you prefer, Rastaban or Rudolphus? The one with one NEWT or the one with two NEWTS? Or Andromeda, do you like Theodore Nott? The one that is accused of raping at least four girls at Hogwarts? Or does Narcissa want her Lucius, one that has more interest in boys than girls?"
At least I had the old ones' attention, they were constantly whispering among each other, Father had a complicated expression on his face, he probably didn't know who to believe in anymore. The real opposition is Cygnus, Druella, and Bellatrix, Narcissa is sitting on the fence, after seeing Lucius's panty, she has second thoughts.
I added some coals on the fire: "Ah! They already took you to one of their revels, isn't it Trixy? Tell me how many Muggles have you tortured already? Did you kill some? Are you turning into a rabid animal, Trixy? Oh, Merlin! You did! Tell me, Trixy, did it feel good to let the inner beast loose? Did you feel like a noble Daughter? Vile Bitch."
That moment, a big dog Patronus stopped in front of me and Lilly's voice said: "Happy Yule to you too, Siri, James' parents are very impressed. Nice Dog by the way."
I grinned to Grandfather and said: "That was my future wife, Gramps. She is ahead of me with the Magic theory, I am in the lead with the practical courses."
The whispers between the old ones increased while a fuming Walburga wanted to leave with Cygnus and Druella.
Bellatrix wanted to follow after them but Grandfather stopped them: "Stay here Bellatrix. Cygnus, we won't support that man or that movement for now. Don't make any promises to them that you can not keep. Walburga! For your behavior against your sons, you are to move to the villa in France, Orion, the choice to move with her or stay here is yours alone. Know this, the moment Walburga sets one foot back in Britain again, she will be kicked out of House Black. Using Crucio's on little children is the act of an insane woman."
Grandpa looked at Cygnus: "Boy, I can not stop you from marrying your daughters off to anyone. What I can do is refuse to pay for their dowry and revoke their stipends to their trust vaults. As I suspect that is the major reason they want to marry the girls anyway. Think about it."
Great move Gramps! Close the wallet and the Nifflers will go away. The Yule dinner was a bit awkward I shook the family tree, and some of the rotten fruit fell off. I am a bit disappointed by Bellatrix, in my memory she was a nice girl, but the change must have happened one or two years ago.
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When the dinner was over, Grandpa and the old fossils took me to his office to have a serious conversation. Once inside the office, I was surrounded by them, all with their wands pointed at me.
Gramps sat behind his desk and said: "You have ten minutes to explain yourself, after that, we will get those answers out of your head by force."
I did not expect that so soon, although my outshining Tom triggered it I suppose. Somehow they did not impress me, it is as if you are in a retirement center and some old fogies are raising their fist at you. My caretaker wasn't impressed at all when I did that.
I sighed and started my bullshit story: "Do you believe in alternate realities, Grandfather? Or in the interference of higher beings? Well, it is one of those two or even both, but on the train to Hogwarts, I got a set of memories of a possible future. A future that predicted the end of House Black, a future that would decimate the Pure Bloods. And that future begins with Lord Voldemort and his Death Eaters, they used to call themselves the Knights of Walpurgis, but changed it because Walpurgis is a synonym for witch hunting."
I continued: "That war has already started, one by one they will silently eliminate the opposition, and poison the minds of the younger purebloods with the help of Dumbledore. Expect an assassination attempt within a month, Grandfather. They will focus on the veterans of the Grindelwald war first."
I shrugged: "With those memories came the knowledge of Druid Magic. I have been training it since September 1. I wrote to you about Voldemort and his real name, a childish anagram of his name, but I did not tell you that he created Horcruxes, five of them at the moment. By the reaction of everyone, you know what they are, Herpo the fool, in fivefold. I guess I have to try and stop it all. What do you think, is it enough?"
Grandpa asked: "How certain are you that he made them? That is the foulest Magic possible."
Uncle Alphard commented: "That is why he could not cast a Patronus, a Patronus is positive soul Magic, a ripped Soul can not produce that, or have positive emotions."
"A few years ago, he applied for a job at Hogwarts," I explained, "He made use of that interview to hide one of them in the castle and link a curse on it to the Dada position. Nobody can hold that position for longer than one year. It is the Tiara of Ravenclaw, he tricked the Ghost from Helena Ravenclaw to tell where she hid it. Yes, the Gray Lady is Helena, Rowena's daughter."
I added: "You better make it a habit to cremate your dead, Tom has the nasty habit of robbing the graves and turning them into Inferi. Imagine facing your loved ones as Inferi, can you destroy them?"
Grandpa looked me in the eyes and asked: "Are you Sirius with extra memories or are you a spirit that took over my Grandchild's body?"
I held my hands up helplessly, "I don't know, what I do know is that this is the sixth world those memories traveled to. Or that spirit, that is possible too."
Aunty Cassiopeia asked: "You said earlier that Dumbledore helps him in his cause, how does he do that?"
Dumbledore pretends that he is a front fighter for the Muggleborn's rights, he replaced the Wizarding rites with the Christian holidays, to let them feel welcome in our world. But he doesn't do anything against the discrimination against the Muggleborn by the purebloods. The purebloods are feeling threatened because our beliefs are pushed aside in favor of the religion that was hunting us down a few centuries ago."
I looked around and said: "In other words, he is making us hate each other. He promotes the Christian religion and condones abuse against Muggle-borns. Add the fact that the Muggle-borns don't get our customs taught and the Muggle studies course is a joke, it makes the perfect breeding ground for conflicts. And Dumbledore is smiling at it."
Am I doing the same? Yes, probably I am, do I care? Not one bit. Is it entertaining for ROB? I bloody hope so. I am working my ass off to make it interesting, that stunt I pulled with Tom had me almost shitting my pants. It works though, three quarters of the wands pointed at me are lowered.
Pollux, one of those with his wand pointed at me asked, "How does he manage to kill us without being detected?"
I answered: "In the previous world Tracey had a theory, she called it a Trojan Horse, like today for example, some of his followers will visit you at home and ask you to join their forces. When they enter your wards, they drop a ward stone that has a link with a twin outside your own wards. That ward stone will worm its way into the original wards and create a back door linked to that twin stone."
When I saw their shocked faces I added: "Imperio one at the floo control to close it for maintenance and raise anti apparate and portkey wards. They have all the time to make it look like a natural death. If you don't believe me, search the place where they entered and left the mansion."
Grandfather called out: "Dinkle? Did you hear? Search the ward line where they entered and left for such ward stones." He looked worried, "If there are such Trojan Horses, then we need to warn our friends. That strategy is very plausible and the success rate is high."
When Dinkle returned with the twin ward stones, I left the old folks with their worries.
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We spent Christmas at Lilly's. James, Severus, and me, Wolf-wolf had to be caged, full moon was coming up. During the day, we noticed that Snape was extra mean to Petunia, he kept making hurtful remarks.
I nudged Lilly and said: "There is your reason why Petunia hates Magic, you better put a muzzle on the bat before it gets out of hand, I will take care of Petunia."
Lilly nodded and pulled Snape away by his ear, I sat down next to Petunia and asked: "Was Severus always behaving like that? That is not our way, you know."
Petunia had tears in her eyes: "From the moment he saw Lilly do Magic he treated me like I am trash, Lilly got blinded by that awful boy."
I softly explained: "His father is abusing him and his mother, Lilly is his beacon to a better life. He is fanatical about keeping her close, afraid to lose her, he is trying to shield her from everyone. Because his father has no Magic and abuses him he is starting to hate people that don't have Magic. Lilly is beating some common sense into his head right now."
I nudged my shoulder to hers and said: "I bet you have a little Magic in you, not enough to enter Hogwarts, but I bet there is enough to let you brew potions or let you study Runes and enchanting. You can home-study those. Never let anyone tell you that you can not do Magic. For example, ask Lilly the recipe for a skin creme, that is easy to mix, and you can make a nice living off it as long as you keep the Magic a secret."
Petunia's tears dried up, "Won't I get in trouble if I do that? Skin clearing up overnight is showing Magic isn't it?"
I shrugged: "Not really, dilute the cream 1 to 10 with a normal skin cream, claim it as a secret recipe from a granny, and keep the business small. Our Ministry allows the squibs to earn money if they keep it small. Mind you, you don't have to start a business, it is just a suggestion."
James was glued to the screen of the TV, Lilly's parents had a brand new color TV, and he was hooked. He commented: "Siri! Look at those plays! We don't have Magic like that, is this real?"
I laughed: "Nope, mate. That is a cartoon, How The Gringe Stole Christmas is just a play with animated drawings. That is not all the Muggles can do, didn't Lilly tell you that Muggles landed on the Moon last year?"
James looked up from the screen, "No… that is true? I thought she was joking. How did they get up there? The highest someone flew was twenty-four thousand feet up, according to that bloke it was freezing cold and hard to breathe."
Mr. Evans commented: "That is about the height of Mount Everest, and you are right, at that height there is not enough oxygen to stay for long periods. And I think I have some newspapers from last year with the moon landing reports."
That was a fun day, Lilly bashed some manners into Snape's head, James got a Crash course in the Muggle way of life, and I let Petunia experience her first Magic… that sounds not perverted! I am bloody eleven years old! Hey, I can not help it that she got a crush on me, a thirteen-year-old has raging hormones… She was my Mum not four months ago!
Xxxxx
On the train ride to Hogwarts, Snape seems to get the message from Lilly, he sits with his Puff friends. I filled them in: "Walburga and Father moved to France. She didn't take the risk to get kicked out of the family. It was that or a stay in Azkaban, Gramps was furious when he found out she tried to Crucio me when I got home. My showing of advanced Magic made him take my side. You had to see their faces when I sent that messenger Patronus to you, Lilly."
James commented: "You should have seen our faces when it arrived at our place, Siri. More so when the second one came for me. I admit, I had to pick up my jaw from the floor when Lilly sent one back. Lilly had to stop my Mum by telling her she was already spoken for, or Mum was writing a betrothal contract for her."
James frowned: "How did you manage to bag her so fast? It is only four months, Siri! That is way too fast! Severus looked as if his puppy got killed when he heard it."
I smirked: "I am that good, mate. My charm is heaven-defying, my looks are out of this world, they say I am a shining example of the male side of the Human race. Lilly is one on the female side, of course. We are making Perfection into reality."
Lilly said: "Can you both not talk as if I am not here? Siri? I doubt you are the next best thing since sliced bread. And it will take a long time before you will get a chance to make that perfection, I am not ready for kids at all."
That moment the door slammed open, and the three menaces came inside, I asked: "What is it with those slamming doors? Do you girls get a kick out of it?"
Bellatrix pointed her finger at Lilly: "Is that the harlot that tricked you into betraying your parents?"
I laughed: "Stupid bint! I just met her on the first of September! Walburga started her fucking Crucios when I was barely nine years old! So don't start me on who betrayed who. If it wasn't for me you would have been sold off to Rudolphus, remember that moron with two brain cells? Yes, Trixy, your parents would sell you to get in your muggle-born leader's good book. So back off from Lilly."
Andromeda softly said: "Thank you, Siri, Nott is a sadistic filthy piece of trash, I rather marry a muggle than him. Bella, leave them alone, you still remember how Rudolphus was last year don't you."
Narcissa added: "I asked around, there are rumors of Malfoy and Muggleborn boys. Barnes didn't come back for his NEWTS, even when he was at the top in his year. I just refused to believe those rumors."
Lilly and Bellatrix were having a staring contest, Lilly finally said: "You remind me of a girl I used to know, Tracey was her name. She was a good friend. I hope you will find a love of your own, Miss Black, without someone to love, having a meaningful life will be difficult."
Ah? Lilly thinks Trixy is a Witches Witch? It is possible I guess, that it explains getting completely mad after she married that caveman and his brother. Wolf-wolf sat shell-shocked in a corner of the compartment making himself as small as possible, the information that was released in here was enough to get hexed into next week if he talked about it. Suddenly, making friends with me and James wasn't that appealing anymore.
With a huff, Bella turned and left, followed by her ducklings. I stretched my arms up and put one around Lilly's shoulder, you know, the standard move you do when you are in the movie theater with your first girlfriend? And if you reached far enough, you could almost cop a feel on the top of her boob. What? All you got was a slap on your face you say? It happened to me too, bro, the movie was about cheating boyfriends, go figure. Girls are scary.
I said, "You know honey, the kids will have a bunch of batshit crazy aunts, don't you think?"
Lilly surprised me by nesting herself into my side and answered: "They will if we can keep them alive for the next ten years."
That killed my mood, I preferred an elbow and a joke over that depressing answer. The next set of visitors came, Lucius and his butt boys Crabbe and Goyle… they ARE butt boys! Poor things, although it explains why Lucius wears the pink panty.
"You messed with powers above your station, Black!" he growled, "Don't think this will stay unpunished. You will face the consequences."
I smiled at Lucius, "Right now, Malfoy, he is talking nice to you because he needs your money, give it a few years and you will be glad to be allowed to kiss the hem of his robes. And above my station? A bastard from the Gaunts? Please, have some self-respect. It is not that you can not check what I said is true, or did he ask you to destroy the evidence at Hogwarts? Fuck off Malfoy."
When he tried to take his wand out, he and his boys got thrown out of the compartment by two wandless banishing charms. James and Wolf-wolf were grabbing their wands too. Too late kids, Mum and Dad solved the situation. That is the way to do it, no gestures, or spell shouting, just a look and they went airborne. The best part? They don't believe we did that, someone must have disillusioned himself and waited to ambush them.
Lilly said: "A bit less with the force next time, honey, I could see Malfoy's pink panty when he toppled over, that is not a good memory."
James groaned: "Lilly! You planted some nasty pictures in my head! That is it! Come, Remus, let's find Marlene and Mary, maybe they have a shred of normality in them."
Once they left, I recounted the events on Yule with Tom to Lilly, I ended: "Remember Tracey's theory on how they got through the wards so fast? We confirmed it, like she said, a Trojan Horse, twin Wardstones. I have them with me to research detection spells or Runes for them."
Lilly agreed, "Tracey showed me her data on her research, I think I can find a solution by the end of the month."
Ten minutes later, the door slammed open again, in the doorway were three girls, Marlene, Mary, and Neville's Mum, "You are dating already?" Squealed Marlene when she saw us with my arm around Lilly's shoulder.
Alice shouted: "Dibs to be a Godmother for the first kid!"
Mary: "The second one is mine!"
I commented: "Merlin's beard, Lilly, those girls move fast, they have to wait a few years after we graduate though, or do you want to speed it up?"
There is The Elbow on my side!
Xxxxx
McGonagall was waiting at the entrance of the castle: "Mr. Black, the headmaster wants to see you after dinner."
Hmm? Who ratted me out?