Sirius's
own mother had not come to pick him up from Kings Cross station. He
rolled his eyes, a bit annoyed and walked out of the barrier. When he
entered the streets of London, he went down a deserted street and
flung out his right arm. A second later and with a loud bang, the
big, three storied, purple bus appeared. Sirius got on and was
relieved when the bus finally stopped in front of Grimmuld Place
number 12. Sirius got off the Knight-bus and dragged his suitcase up
the steps, entering the house he did not like so much. He unpacked
his stuff in his room and went to the kitchen to eat. There at the
table was his mother. A woman that Sirius neither liked nor disliked.
She was just there in his life, but until this day, he never thought
that he could hate her.

"Just so you are aware, Sirius, I am
not picking you up at the station. You are a disgrace to the whole
Black family." She said with a sneer.

"A disgrace? How
am I a disgrace to a family that has already disgraced itself?"
Sirius said, irritated.

"You did not get into Slytherin. And
worse, you got into Gryffindor. The Black family are proud and are
strong. We have not been disgraced until you came along." She
said, loathing in her voice. She turned away from Sirius and ignored
him.

"Oh yeah, because Slytherin is so great." Sirius
said, sarcastically. "It is you and this whole family that is
messed up. You and the rest of this family that I hate, is nothing
but scum." Sirius said, annoyed with his mother. He turned
around to leave, but before he could take a step, he fell to the
ground in pain. He wiggled and squirmed on the floor,
painfully.

"How dare you speak to me like that! You will go
back up to your room, now, and stay up there until I say you can come
out." Sirius's mother said, her voice at a yelling
point.

Sirius quickly got up and ran to his room. He slammed the
door shut behind him and fell on his bed, the effect of the curciatos
curse still taking a toll on his body.

Two days had passed before
Sirius's mother finally let him out of his room. Sirius was still in
shock from the curse his mother had put on him. On top of that, he
had not ate anything while he was in his room. When he walked into
the kitchen, he quietly took out a loaf of bread, but before he could
take a piece of it, it was snatched out of his hand.

"Just
because you are allowed out of your room, doesn't mean that you are
allowed to eat." She said, placing the loaf of bread back into
the cupboard. Sirius dared not argue, afraid that he would get
punished. He walked out of the kitchen and back to his room. Before
he could reach his bedroom, the door he was passing opened.

"I
am going to make mom proud when I get into Slytherin." Regulus
said from his bedroom door.

"You want to make her proud?
Wow, I pity you." Sirius said slyly, walking away before Regulus
could have a chance to speak back.

Another night had passed and
Sirius could not take it any longer. He was starving, still not
allowed to eat.

The next night, Sirius made a decision. Packing
all of his stuff in his suitcase, he sneaked out of the house while
everyone was asleep. Again, he entered the Knight-bus. The bus was
nearly empty, so it did not take long for the bus to stop in front of
the house Sirius intended to go to. Sirius got off, feeling really
sick from not eating and on top of it going onto the Knight-bus. It
was now 1:22am. Sirius wondered if he should wait to knock on the
door till morning, when the people inside would be awake. But his
stomach screamed with pain. Sirius took a deep breath and knocked on
the door. The house was dark and all lights were off. At the sound of
Sirius's knock, a soft light flickered on. Sirius held his breath as
the door opened.

"Hello young lad. May I help you with
something?" A man asked him.

"Uh-yeah. Is this the
Potter's household?" He asked, nervous.

"Yes, it is.
May I ask who you are?" The guy asked kindly.

"I am
Sirius Black, sir. I am a friend of James from school." Sirius
replied.

"Ah! So you are the Sirius that James has been
talking about! Please, come in." The man said, stepping aside to
let Sirius in.

Sirius walked in and followed Mr. Potter into the
living room. "I am sorry to wake you up this late, sir."
Sirius apologized.

"It's fine. And there is no need to call
me sir." Mr. Potter said, smiling.

There were footsteps
sounding from the stairs. "Hey dad, who is it that came here
this late?" James asked in a tired voice as he entered the room.
Once he spotted Sirius, he seemed to have been fully awake. "Sirius!
What are you doing here?" James asked, surprised, running up to
him to give him a quick brotherly hug.

Sirius spent a good ten
minutes explaining why he was there and what had happened at home.
"...And I was wondering if I could stay here for a while."
Sirius finished.

James and his father sat in silence and listened
to the whole story, both of them seemed to have been crying in the
inside. "Sirius, you are welcomed to stay here as long as you
want." Mr. Potter replied.

"Oh, thank you!" Sirius
said, a smile appearing on his face.

"No problem. You can
stay in James room while you are here." Mr. Potter said.

"Come
on!" James said excitedly, grabbing Sirius's suitcase and
dragging it out into the hallway and up the stairs into his
bedroom.

Sirius followed along with Mr. Potter, who summoned up
another bed for Sirius in James's room and left to go back to
bed.

"Are you hungry?" James asked, concerned.

"Yeah,
I am. But I'll just wait till morning. Right now, I am tired."
Sirius said, getting under the covers on the newly summoned bed. His
head hit the pillow and he was asleep as soon as it made contact with
the pillow. James smiled, amused, and got into bed as well.