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Disowned ~ now complete.

By: Extraho
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 15
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Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
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the Source of All Problems

At dinner on a Friday afternoon three weeks later Sirius was in hell, or on his way there. It was in potions class a week ago that his stomach had rebelled against the smells and fumes in the classroom and he had promptly vomited all over the floor. In addition to his persisting nausea, the female population of the school were pestering him non-stop. Why exactly was the playboy of the school off the market, sick, avoiding them ect. Three days ago James and Remus had forced him- actually dragged him- to see Madame Pomfrey when he nearly fell off his broom during Quiddich practice.

The motherly old lady had waved her wand over him several times, then she frowned and repeated the entire thing. After forty minutes in suspense she finally sighed and asked James and Remus to leave.

Ten minutes later Sirius had curled up into a ball and cried. His family had treated him like dirt for being sorted into Gryffindor. They had shunned him when it was known that he socialised with mudbloods and bloodtraitors, but he had never been disowned. He was still the sole heir to the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black and it’s fortunes, but now? He was sure that this was the final straw. There was no way that they would be able to overlook this. He had broken a thousand year old tradition and dishonoured his family-not just in the eyes of the Dark, but the Wizarding World. He was in his last year of school, he was not even betrothed, but the things that made all of this miles beyond bad was that he was pregnant. He was carrying the child of his lover. His first lover.

Madame Pomfrey had informed the Headmaser who had given Sirius an hours scolding and let him know how disappointed he was in him- how he though that he could have become something great. Then he had proceeded to inform his parents, who in turn told the rest of the family. Regulus had tried to give a supporting shoulder, but Sirius had told him not to bother. It would not so for the Black fortune to fall to someone like Lucius when he married Nacrissa because he got himself disowned too.

The silence from his parents had been deafening. He had tried to send a letter explaining everything; how it came to pass, who the father was, but the letter had been returned in ashes with a note from his father saying that his mother had incendio’ed it before he had been able to read it, and that it was no use trying to send another one because she had reset the wards.

James and Remus were lifesavers. He really didn’t know what to do without them. His cousin Bellatrix had been the most supportive family member in all of this. She not written to him- she had come to visit. Even though Dumbledore had her listed as a Death Eater, she was permitted onto the school grounds to lend her cousin a shoulder to cry on. Not that being disowned made Sirius cry, like she expected. She didn’t know that he had been waiting for it since he was sorted into Gryffindor. Both Dumbledore and his Head of House had ignored him since it was known he was pregnant. It was such a shame to them that a Hogwarts student had gotten himself in such a mess.

Someone had leaked this precious piece of information to the student body; that only added to his distress. Not even the Gryffindors- except Moony, Prongs and Lily left him alone. Of all the four houses, only the Slytherins taunted him the least. Bellatrix had obviously rubbed off on them on her short visit. They were mostly purebloods, but they were Slytherins as well. Something Sirius and his friend came to learn was that the snakes did not value self-preservation and power the most, but family, and Sirius was related to most of them in one way or another. In their minds the unborn babe was a Black, no matter who the other father was. Their gestures of protectiveness were not too obvious, as most of their parent had a different view upon matters, but it was enough for Sirius to feel safe.

There were incidents though, were students had tried to hex the pregnant boy only to have their hexes rebounded. Every time this happened the medallion that hung around his neck would warm up slightly against his skin. Upon further inspection from Lily and Remus it seemed like the protection spells had doubled many times over since the baby had started developing. They found out that many of the spells were thousands of years old, and most of them were in Gaelic and Parseltongue.

The reason for his increased discomfort was indeed a letter from his mother. It said not his about disowning him- had she changed her mind?- but rather a dinner party were he had too attend. The entire family were coming and a few ‘friends’ included. Sirius knew what ‘friends’ meant.

Sirius sighed and incendio’ed the letter. James glanced up from his plate in curiosity.

“Not the letter’s fault man.” He snickered. It only earned him a scowl from the black haired teen.

“They’re having a dinner party, and they want me there.”

“Ouch.”

“Yes bloody well ouch!! I have to leave tonight because it will last all day.” He felt a strong craving for mashed potatoes in pepper sauce and before he knew it the ingredients just fetched themselves and popped down on his plate.

“Why are you showing off Paddy?”

“Wasn’t me!”

“Whatever. You will have to suffer through the party though.” Lilt said “But know that we are with you in spirit.” She ran a hand through Sirius’ silky locks as a gesture of support. “Have you told the father yet?” Sirius shook his head.

“No. I haven’t digested the fact that I’m having a baby. I’m just not ready for his reaction. He’ll be so pissed.”

“Nonsense. It is just as much his fault, if not more.”

“How can it be more?”

“Just because you’re carrying the pup, does not mean that you’re to blame. He did help make it y’know.” James growled. “And he’s older and more experienced. He should have remembered to use contraceptives.”

“But we did, uh…” Sirius went cherry red at the thought of a naked Tom cradled between his legs while hammering into him with sweat dripping from his brow. “Just not the first time…” Lily’s brow shot to her hairline and Remus dropped his spoon.

“Virgin concievement?” they said in unison. Sirius had no idea of what they were talking about and shrugged his shoulders.

“Guess so.”

“Merlin Paddy. Do you know what that means?”

“Um….No.”

“Wizards and witches born from male Virgin Concievement have been registered as the most powerful ever born. Both Merlin and Salazar Slytherin were conceived like this. It takes someone incredibly powerful to even have a slight chance.” Lilith said. Remus was quick to follow. “You have to be so much more powerful then you think you are. Who is the father anyway? You never said his last name.”

“Tom Riddle. He was Head Boy here a few years ago, eh, nine, years ago.”

“Tom Riddle…That sound familiar, but it should if he’s that powerful.”

“Hmm, he is.” Sirius said dreamily. “I can smell the magic coming off him in waves when he’s angry, or just like gentle rain on my skin when he’s happy.”

“You can sense magic?!” James gasped. Sirius shifted uneasily in his seat underneath the hazel-eyed look James shot him.

“Sense it, smell it, see it. Can’t you?”

“That is not normal Sirius. Not even Dumbledore can do that.”

“How do you know?”

“He had History Of Magic for one class last term- you fell asleep!”

“Guys- Lily- We need to get to DADA.” Remus said and stood up. “He doesn’t like us much so we better hurry.” The rest hummed in agreement and got up. James snatched Sirius’ book bag from him and ignored his nagging about not being an invalid.

“You’re pregnant. Madame Pomfrey said you shouldn’t strain your back.” Sirius huffed at him, but didn’t argue any further.

In their hurry none of them noticed Peter who handed a note to Nacrissa Black. Neither did they notice the colour drain from her face when she read short letter.

‘Your sister told me to find you who the father of you cousins baby is and then tell you to write her. The father is a man called Tom Riddle. It was a ‘Virgin Concievement’- whatever that means, but they sounded very excited about it.’

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