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Chapter 3
Title: Live fast, love wild, die young.
Author: mtranc3
Rating: R
Spoilers: All six books
Summary: A reconstruction of the Marauders' era at Hogwarts, seen from a Sirius-centric perspective, and the chronicles of his relationship with Lucius Malfoy.
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. The conversation between Lucius, Sirius and Bellatrix is infuenced by an RPG I played with zalil_z. This chapter is dedicated to her, with all my thanks for her wonderful ideas and hep.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, no profit is being made.
Chapter 3: An abomination
18th August 1974
It was a warm, sunny afternoon and Sirius was idly strolling down the gardens of Malfoy Manor. They were impeccably structured, hedges were the exact same height, and statues of the family's ancestry were placed in every other corner. If it wasn't for the orange blossom decorations the gardens would have looked somewhat creepy in Sirius' opinion. But he was trying to bid his time away from the reception area; he couldn't stand neither the exchange of fake pleasantries, nor the fact that the place was filled with the kind of Witches and Wizards he resented the most. He supposed it was natural that only the 'cream of the crop' would attend Lucius Malfoy's wedding to Narcissa Black. In Sirius' language however, that meant bigoted, so-called pure-bloods, with their noses stuck up in the air. The Malfoy family extended in France and the French guests with their ridiculous hats seemed even more snobbish than the rest, and even though Sirius had attended such events ever since he was old enough to be allowed to, he always felt out of place.
After he got bored of teasing the decorative fairies, Sirius sombrely made his way back to the reception. He sat at the end of one of the long tables, watching the crowd morosely, content that no one was bothering with him. At almost 16, Sirius was neither a boy, nor a man yet, and with his wayward reputation, the elders didn't care for him much.
His cousin Bellatrix, dressed in an elegant dark blue gown and holding a goblet in one hand, approached him gingerly and pulled him by the elbow.
"Walk with me, cousin."
Sirius rolled his eyes, but complied.
"You must be getting bored Bella, to be hanging out with me."
"On the contrary, I always found you curiously amusing... besides everybody seems to be talking politics, but a wedding reception is hardly the place for stimulating conversation."
Sirius peeked at her curiously, "Since when do you find politics stimulating?"
Bellatrix gave him a condescending smile, "Since I realized that our political figures are lacking, and may very well bring the Wizarding race to its demise, the way things are being run nowadays."
Sirius dropped her arm, his expression one of contempt, "If by 'new order of things' you mean the so-called Dark Lord's terrory --"
He was interrupted by the arrival of Lucius Malfoy who gave them a polite nod but his grey eyes were stone cold.
"My dear Bellatrix! Quarrelling with juvenile boys is most unbecoming of you... and to utter such words at a party" he glared at Sirius disapprovingly.
Bellatrix forced a smile "If it isn't the man of the hour. Forgive me Lucius, me and my cousin here were carried away in our little argument; we seem to be in disagreement of certain things" she added pointedly, and Sirius gave her a scornful look.
"But I'm being rude, you've never had the pleasure of meeting our Sirius before, have you?"
Lucius extended his hand and Sirius took it grudgingly.
"Not in person I'm afraid, although I was his senior at Hogwarts. One of the few Blacks to be sorted in Gryffindor, yes?"
Sirius nodded, and then smirked "I suppose I got lucky. You were in Slytherin, of course... nasty, the lot of them."
Bellatrix burst out laughing. "He can be quite amusing, can't he? Don't be fooled by his cheek Lucius, our Sirius here came on top of his Transfiguration class last term, and he's one of the best students of his year. But I regret to say his beliefs about purity of blood, leave something to be desired, don't you say cousin?"
"What? You mean the archaic traditions served only to reinforce the very thing that will bring the Wizarding world down? Or do you people think all this inbreeding is actually a good thing? A load of dung if you ask me" Sirius said his eyes blazing in defiance.
But Bellatrix would not rise to the bait, "My, my! You're quite talkative today Sirius... Now play nicely, I've got to find where Rodolphus is hiding, and I don't want to have to worry about you making a scene like the other time" she muttered, raising an elegant eyebrow, and then walked away.
"Demented cow."
"Whatever shall we do with your manners, they're quite atrocious you know..." Sirius turned his head abruptly, he had forgotten Lucius was still there.
"My good manners are reserved for those who deserve them. Besides, you're not that much older than me, so don't assume this righteous attitude, it's ridiculous."
Lucius seemed taken aback by Sirius' directness, and a cold mask took the place of the fake smile.
"You shouldn't scorn you own kind Black, it may one day be used against you. And whatever you may think, you are one of us. No one can escape their heritage, especially one as long-standing as the Black."
Before Sirius could reply, Lucius walked away, joining his father, and his newly-made wife.
Well I will, Sirius thought vehemently as he watched him go. I will.
He stomped towards the entrance of the Manor, intending to return home. A large fireplace connected to the Floo network was on the lobby, for the convenience of the guests. Regulus though spotted him, and went running to their mother.
She caught up with him on the large marble steps that led to the imposing arched doors.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Sirius stopped and turned to face her.
"I've had enough of eliticism for one day, thanks. Although I must admit I learned a great deal of things; To think that I believed people should not be put into categories according to their blood-line... I can be really thick sometimes, can't I?"
"Don't get cheeky with me boy! You will return to the reception at once, and sit quietly with your brother. I won't have you disgracing us on your cousin's wedding, do you hear me?"
Sirius' blood boiled, he could no longer contain his disgust for his family, and before he could stop them, the words escaped his mouth;
"What if I don't? Will you disown my like uncle Cygnus did with Andromeda? Well, go ahead, I've had enough of this family!"
His mother's face became ashen, and she pursed her lips. "Your father said that if you leave here, you are not to come home ever again. We'll never forgive you."
"If that's how you think your son should be treated, then fine. I never asked for this name anyway." He gave his mother a solemn look and began climbing the stairs. He half-expected her to call him back, but of course she didn't.
Walburga watched him go. Her anger suddenly transformed to bitterness.
"Curse you Sirius, for brining this shame upon my noble house. Curse you that you shall never see a happy day in your life, like you've ruined the rest of the days in mine."
TBC
Author: mtranc3
Rating: R
Spoilers: All six books
Summary: A reconstruction of the Marauders' era at Hogwarts, seen from a Sirius-centric perspective, and the chronicles of his relationship with Lucius Malfoy.
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. The conversation between Lucius, Sirius and Bellatrix is infuenced by an RPG I played with zalil_z. This chapter is dedicated to her, with all my thanks for her wonderful ideas and hep.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling, no profit is being made.
Chapter 3: An abomination
18th August 1974
It was a warm, sunny afternoon and Sirius was idly strolling down the gardens of Malfoy Manor. They were impeccably structured, hedges were the exact same height, and statues of the family's ancestry were placed in every other corner. If it wasn't for the orange blossom decorations the gardens would have looked somewhat creepy in Sirius' opinion. But he was trying to bid his time away from the reception area; he couldn't stand neither the exchange of fake pleasantries, nor the fact that the place was filled with the kind of Witches and Wizards he resented the most. He supposed it was natural that only the 'cream of the crop' would attend Lucius Malfoy's wedding to Narcissa Black. In Sirius' language however, that meant bigoted, so-called pure-bloods, with their noses stuck up in the air. The Malfoy family extended in France and the French guests with their ridiculous hats seemed even more snobbish than the rest, and even though Sirius had attended such events ever since he was old enough to be allowed to, he always felt out of place.
After he got bored of teasing the decorative fairies, Sirius sombrely made his way back to the reception. He sat at the end of one of the long tables, watching the crowd morosely, content that no one was bothering with him. At almost 16, Sirius was neither a boy, nor a man yet, and with his wayward reputation, the elders didn't care for him much.
His cousin Bellatrix, dressed in an elegant dark blue gown and holding a goblet in one hand, approached him gingerly and pulled him by the elbow.
"Walk with me, cousin."
Sirius rolled his eyes, but complied.
"You must be getting bored Bella, to be hanging out with me."
"On the contrary, I always found you curiously amusing... besides everybody seems to be talking politics, but a wedding reception is hardly the place for stimulating conversation."
Sirius peeked at her curiously, "Since when do you find politics stimulating?"
Bellatrix gave him a condescending smile, "Since I realized that our political figures are lacking, and may very well bring the Wizarding race to its demise, the way things are being run nowadays."
Sirius dropped her arm, his expression one of contempt, "If by 'new order of things' you mean the so-called Dark Lord's terrory --"
He was interrupted by the arrival of Lucius Malfoy who gave them a polite nod but his grey eyes were stone cold.
"My dear Bellatrix! Quarrelling with juvenile boys is most unbecoming of you... and to utter such words at a party" he glared at Sirius disapprovingly.
Bellatrix forced a smile "If it isn't the man of the hour. Forgive me Lucius, me and my cousin here were carried away in our little argument; we seem to be in disagreement of certain things" she added pointedly, and Sirius gave her a scornful look.
"But I'm being rude, you've never had the pleasure of meeting our Sirius before, have you?"
Lucius extended his hand and Sirius took it grudgingly.
"Not in person I'm afraid, although I was his senior at Hogwarts. One of the few Blacks to be sorted in Gryffindor, yes?"
Sirius nodded, and then smirked "I suppose I got lucky. You were in Slytherin, of course... nasty, the lot of them."
Bellatrix burst out laughing. "He can be quite amusing, can't he? Don't be fooled by his cheek Lucius, our Sirius here came on top of his Transfiguration class last term, and he's one of the best students of his year. But I regret to say his beliefs about purity of blood, leave something to be desired, don't you say cousin?"
"What? You mean the archaic traditions served only to reinforce the very thing that will bring the Wizarding world down? Or do you people think all this inbreeding is actually a good thing? A load of dung if you ask me" Sirius said his eyes blazing in defiance.
But Bellatrix would not rise to the bait, "My, my! You're quite talkative today Sirius... Now play nicely, I've got to find where Rodolphus is hiding, and I don't want to have to worry about you making a scene like the other time" she muttered, raising an elegant eyebrow, and then walked away.
"Demented cow."
"Whatever shall we do with your manners, they're quite atrocious you know..." Sirius turned his head abruptly, he had forgotten Lucius was still there.
"My good manners are reserved for those who deserve them. Besides, you're not that much older than me, so don't assume this righteous attitude, it's ridiculous."
Lucius seemed taken aback by Sirius' directness, and a cold mask took the place of the fake smile.
"You shouldn't scorn you own kind Black, it may one day be used against you. And whatever you may think, you are one of us. No one can escape their heritage, especially one as long-standing as the Black."
Before Sirius could reply, Lucius walked away, joining his father, and his newly-made wife.
Well I will, Sirius thought vehemently as he watched him go. I will.
He stomped towards the entrance of the Manor, intending to return home. A large fireplace connected to the Floo network was on the lobby, for the convenience of the guests. Regulus though spotted him, and went running to their mother.
She caught up with him on the large marble steps that led to the imposing arched doors.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Sirius stopped and turned to face her.
"I've had enough of eliticism for one day, thanks. Although I must admit I learned a great deal of things; To think that I believed people should not be put into categories according to their blood-line... I can be really thick sometimes, can't I?"
"Don't get cheeky with me boy! You will return to the reception at once, and sit quietly with your brother. I won't have you disgracing us on your cousin's wedding, do you hear me?"
Sirius' blood boiled, he could no longer contain his disgust for his family, and before he could stop them, the words escaped his mouth;
"What if I don't? Will you disown my like uncle Cygnus did with Andromeda? Well, go ahead, I've had enough of this family!"
His mother's face became ashen, and she pursed her lips. "Your father said that if you leave here, you are not to come home ever again. We'll never forgive you."
"If that's how you think your son should be treated, then fine. I never asked for this name anyway." He gave his mother a solemn look and began climbing the stairs. He half-expected her to call him back, but of course she didn't.
Walburga watched him go. Her anger suddenly transformed to bitterness.
"Curse you Sirius, for brining this shame upon my noble house. Curse you that you shall never see a happy day in your life, like you've ruined the rest of the days in mine."
TBC