Written for the Ultimate Battle Challenge - Write a fic where the Blacks get along.

Sirius Black - Hogwarts Express - Part One

1st September

Journal of Sirius Orion Black

Trunk - check!

Letter - check!

Wand - Double check!

Gold for the train - check!

My parents have left the platform already, and I'm really glad about it. I just got onto the train and took a seat, just in time to see them walk back through the barrier.

At least Regulus turned back to wave at me.

I know they mean well with their advice, but they've just been saying the same thing day after day now, and it's getting tiring hearing it. I have it all pretty much memorised - it's to remind me what type of people I should avoid.

Muggleborns mostly.

Strange thing happened today - my mother - Walburga Black, actually hugged me! She wrapped her arms around me and hugged me.

I almost died in shock.

It felt nice though, considering she rarely does it, I was shocked that she even remembered how. It's a rare occurrence, but maybe I'm making her so proud that she'll do it more in the future… and father clapped me on the shoulder and smiled at me. He looked so proud too.

I quite liked it. They felt like the nice parents that other people have, rather than the strict ones. I just want to keep them proud of me so they keep acting this way. I'll do what I'm told, I'll behave like they told me too. I just want to keep that proud look on their faces all the time.

It'll make life at home easier. In fact, it has been easier. Since the day my owl arrived, my parents have been nice to me and I have a wand now and everything! Things are really looking up for me.

"Slytherin will show you the way. Once you're in the house, you'll have Lucius Malfoy to show you around, to show you which friends to make and who isn't worth your time."

I had nodded my head at that, though I actually hate Lucius Malfoy. I didn't say that though. I'm not stupid enough to talk back to father.

"Here is the warming charm. The Dungeons can get pretty cold, especially in Winter." I couldn't help but smile at that. Who knew Mother would ever care about our warmth?

But to be honest - I don't really fancy sleeping in the Dungeons.

"I can't wait until next year. We'll both be Slytherins."

I miss the little pest already, always tagging along after me, misbehaving so I have to take the blame to protect him. Who will protect him now?

Maybe he'll behave this year now that I'm not there to 'be a bad influence'.

I can't wait until next year - me and Regulus will rule the school.

Now, I need to put this diary away. There are people taking the empty seats in the compartment. Maybe I'll make my first friend if I'm not sitting with my head buried in my journal. We'll see.

Lucius probably wouldn't approve of them, but I don't care what he thinks!

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