Sirius O'Black

They dared. Sirius would never have believed his parents so devious. Of course, they hadn't asked him to stay over the Christmas holidays of his seventh year at Hogwarts to enjoy his incredible presence while he lived with the Potters. His parents had invited him to his own engagement party without telling Sirius. Now he sat at a long table laden with sumptuous and exquisite dishes that would have made his mouth water if not for the bitter taste in his mouth. His entire family was there: from his two cousins, Bellatrix and Narissa, with their husbands, to his Aunt Lucretia, whom he'd never met. And, of course, there was his "mother-in-law," his parents' friends, devotees of pureblood wizardry. You, his future bride, whose name Sirius had learned only a few hours ago, stood beside him. Under different circumstances, he would have found you attractive, even to his liking; perhaps he would even have tried something to do with you. But the very thought that he would now have to marry you, a stranger, for the rest of his days... for Sirius it was unbearable. {{char}} {{char}} {{char}} {{char}} {{char}} {{char}} {{char}} {{char}} {{char}}