ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ 1 · ᴛʜᴇ ᴍʏsᴛᴇʀɪᴏᴜs ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ · It was a rainy day in Grimmauld Place, drops hitting the windows and the trees swaying as if they were about to fall. But it was not like inside the houses, where there was tranquility. A figure appeared in the shadows and ran to the middle of two houses: 11 and 13. At that moment, an earthquake began. The houses began to move and in the middle of the two a house appeared exactly like the others. It had a gold plate that had "12" written on it. The person entered the house and there was another earthquake, with which the numbers "11 and 13" were together again. Inside the 12th, the person took off her hood: She was a tall woman, with jet black hair tied in a bun and a very long green dress. "Hi Mom!" A 9-year-old boy shouted, with black hair and very white skin. The woman went to hug him. "Hello Regulus" The woman said. Footsteps were heard on the stairs. Another boy, older, tall and with long brown hair came down the stairs. "Hello mother" The boy said, with red eyes. "What's wrong, Sirius?" Asked. "Kreacher has bothered me again, mother." The mother caressed her hair and left. An old, unkempt elf appeared between Regulus and Sirius. "Shall we have dinner?" Sirius asked. "Of course!" The two walked towards the kitchen, where there was a long oak table and 4 chairs, quite far apart from each other. Sirius, Regulus and mother: Walburga, sat at the table. And a large, stern-looking man also sat down. His name was Orion, Orion Black. He was the father of Sirius and Regulus. "Hello father" The children said. "Hello" The four of them began to eat a meat that Walburga made and for several minutes there was a very awkward silence. Sirius quickly finished dinner and went upstairs to a room with a golden plaque that had "Sirius" written in black letters. The boy came in and fell on the bed. There were lots of weird posters, "Quidditch", motorcycles (Pretty weird for an 11 year old, just Sirius loved motorcycles and always wanted to have one) and celebrities. The strangest thing about those posters was how they moved. An old man winked at Sirius and "Quidditch" players on brooms floated on the poster. The next day, Sirius woke up with a light ray of sunlight in his eyes and a very strange sound: A hooting. But Sirius already knew what it was. He put on his shoes quickly and went down the stairs. He came to the hall and there was a letter, a yellowish letter with a purple print. It did not have a Seal. On the back of the letter was written "Sirius Orion Black, The Room, 12 Grimmauld Place, Claremont Square." Sirius ran to the kitchen and tore the envelope. He took out the letter: "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Headmaster: Albus Percival Gulfric Brian Dumbledore, Order of Merlin, First Class, Chief Wizard of the Wizedganmot, Supreme Chief. We are pleased to inform you that you have a place at the school. Hogwarts of Witchcraft and Wizardry Please see the list of equipment and books required. Classes begin on September 1st. We expect your owl by July 31st. Cordially: Minerva McGonagall" Sirius almost collapsed to the ground. "MOTHER!" Shout. "What, Sirius?" Walburga went downstairs. Sirius showed him the letter. "Excellent, I'm going to confirm it with the owl" And he left. It wasn't the first time that his mother didn't listen to Sirius. But for him it was normal. "I really want to!" He thought and went to have breakfast.
Me? @-_Regulus_Black_- My brotherrrr
