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Adult +
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12
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3,369
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2
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The Hidden Life
Title: The Hidden Life
Author: mtranc3
Rating: R
Spoilers: All six books
Summary: A reconstruction of the Marauders' era at Hogwarts, seen from a Sirius-centric perspective.
Pairings: Lucius Malfoy/Sirius Black, James Potter/Sirius Black, James Potter/Lily Evans, Severus Snape/Sirius Black
Warnings: Slash, Unbeta'd
Author's notes: One of my favourite pairings in HP fandom is Lucius/Sirius, one that is unfortunately not very popular, so at the lack of related fic, I've decided to write Sirius/Lucius myself, to satiate my cravings. It's kind of experimental, because I've only written (and mostly read) Harry/Draco, and I don't really know how exactly it will proceed, but I thought I'd give this partially formed plot-bunny a chance.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, no profit is being made.
Chapter 1: A surprise during the sorting ceremony.
1st September 1970
“Black, Sirius”
A pale-faced boy, with tangled black hair left the queue and sat on the stool, putting the Sorting Hat on his head.
“A Slytherin that one, for sure...” mumbled one of the older students sitting behind the first-years, and James neglected his anxiety for a moment to peer at the boy who had been called up.
Why...? Oh, Black, of course...
James recalled his father telling him that the Blacks were notorious for being sorted into the Slytherin House for many generations, though not so much as the Malfoy family. He started feeling anxious for his own sorting again. His parents hoped he'd be in Gryffindor, although they mentioned that Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff would be alright too. He heard that Ravenclaws were supposedly very smart, and Hufflepuffs made for great friends, so he didn't really mind either way. But what if something went wrong and he ended up in Slytherin? He looked at the Black boy again; his sorting was taking a long time. The hat had screamed 'Hufflepuff' almost the very moment 'Emily Andrews' had put it on. James could see the hat wiggling on the boy's head, and his hands balled up in fists at the base of the stool, and wondered what could be taking so long...
~*~
“I can see your thirst to prove all the qualities that Gryffindor is proud to have, but your disposition might be better suited elsewhere...” the hat whispered in Sirius' ear.
“Not Slytherin! Anywhere but Slytherin!” Sirius pleaded.
“That's the problem, I can't completely see you fitting in there either. You have equally inside you the qualities that characterise all four houses. Although, I must say your attitude definitely belies a Slytherin...”
“You didn't hear me, did you? I said I won't go to Slytherin, even if you put me there, I won't... I just --”
“My answer is definite, you don't really have a choice once the decision has been made” the hat replied, sounding somewhat amused.
“I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not a Slytherin...”
“Oh, for Merlin's sake, fine. Not in Slytherin. I only hope you won't regret it.”
“GRYFFINDOR”
Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table, and Sirius relieved beyond words, forgot to ask what the hat had meant.
~*~
While the Black boy shakily made his way to the Gryffindor bench, a haughty-looking student on the Slytherin table raised his eyebrow questioningly to a pretty, blonde girl sitting a few seats away from him. Her friends seemed to be teasing her as well. She scoffed at him and ignored the jeers around her. The first-year was her cousin, and if she knew his family well, they wouldn't be pleased with this turn of events, not pleased at all.
TBC
Author: mtranc3
Rating: R
Spoilers: All six books
Summary: A reconstruction of the Marauders' era at Hogwarts, seen from a Sirius-centric perspective.
Pairings: Lucius Malfoy/Sirius Black, James Potter/Sirius Black, James Potter/Lily Evans, Severus Snape/Sirius Black
Warnings: Slash, Unbeta'd
Author's notes: One of my favourite pairings in HP fandom is Lucius/Sirius, one that is unfortunately not very popular, so at the lack of related fic, I've decided to write Sirius/Lucius myself, to satiate my cravings. It's kind of experimental, because I've only written (and mostly read) Harry/Draco, and I don't really know how exactly it will proceed, but I thought I'd give this partially formed plot-bunny a chance.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, no profit is being made.
Chapter 1: A surprise during the sorting ceremony.
1st September 1970
“Black, Sirius”
A pale-faced boy, with tangled black hair left the queue and sat on the stool, putting the Sorting Hat on his head.
“A Slytherin that one, for sure...” mumbled one of the older students sitting behind the first-years, and James neglected his anxiety for a moment to peer at the boy who had been called up.
Why...? Oh, Black, of course...
James recalled his father telling him that the Blacks were notorious for being sorted into the Slytherin House for many generations, though not so much as the Malfoy family. He started feeling anxious for his own sorting again. His parents hoped he'd be in Gryffindor, although they mentioned that Ravenclaw, or Hufflepuff would be alright too. He heard that Ravenclaws were supposedly very smart, and Hufflepuffs made for great friends, so he didn't really mind either way. But what if something went wrong and he ended up in Slytherin? He looked at the Black boy again; his sorting was taking a long time. The hat had screamed 'Hufflepuff' almost the very moment 'Emily Andrews' had put it on. James could see the hat wiggling on the boy's head, and his hands balled up in fists at the base of the stool, and wondered what could be taking so long...
~*~
“I can see your thirst to prove all the qualities that Gryffindor is proud to have, but your disposition might be better suited elsewhere...” the hat whispered in Sirius' ear.
“Not Slytherin! Anywhere but Slytherin!” Sirius pleaded.
“That's the problem, I can't completely see you fitting in there either. You have equally inside you the qualities that characterise all four houses. Although, I must say your attitude definitely belies a Slytherin...”
“You didn't hear me, did you? I said I won't go to Slytherin, even if you put me there, I won't... I just --”
“My answer is definite, you don't really have a choice once the decision has been made” the hat replied, sounding somewhat amused.
“I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not a Slytherin, I'm not a Slytherin...”
“Oh, for Merlin's sake, fine. Not in Slytherin. I only hope you won't regret it.”
“GRYFFINDOR”
Cheers erupted from the Gryffindor table, and Sirius relieved beyond words, forgot to ask what the hat had meant.
~*~
While the Black boy shakily made his way to the Gryffindor bench, a haughty-looking student on the Slytherin table raised his eyebrow questioningly to a pretty, blonde girl sitting a few seats away from him. Her friends seemed to be teasing her as well. She scoffed at him and ignored the jeers around her. The first-year was her cousin, and if she knew his family well, they wouldn't be pleased with this turn of events, not pleased at all.
TBC