It's Destiny

~Chapter one: Not a bright future~

Sirius Black and James Potter, sworn enemies due to their parents putting such ideas in their heads. But they are both magical, and both got their letters to Hogwarts. On July 29^th, at about 8:30 A.M. an owl arrived at each of their homes, both with the same letter.

The only difference was the names.

One said, Dear Mr. Potter, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The other was exactly the same except it said, Dear Mr. Black, we are please to inform you that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Both kids complete opposites, yet exactly the same. Both families have different beliefs on the quality of blood, but both families have pride in their family members.

Well most of them.

The Black family is a firm believes that blood is the important thing, while the Potters believe it doesn't matter what kind of blood you have.

All the Potter's believe that, but all the Blacks...

Not all the Blacks believe what the family prides themselves in. It is said someone as rare as that only comes once every century or two, which is sad.

Sirius Black was one of those rare ones. One of those very rare Blacks that believe what the Potter's believe. But the only people who know that is his family, though his family knowing that isn't good.

But Sirius was free. Free from his parents, because he had been accepted to Hogwarts. He began counting down the days until the journey to Hogwarts.

The day finally arrived. Sirius was really excited to finally be there, on the platform. He ignored his mother's rants about proper behavior and the family name. He was imagining the feast, and how happy he would be to just get away from his family.

"Now quickly get on the train your going to be late! I want you to sit with your cousin Bellatrix."

"Yes mum." Sirius groaned to himself. 'Miserable old hag,' he thought to himself as he walked onto the train. He soon found Bellatrix. He sat down next to her.

"Ah Sirius!" Bellatrix said, putting on a fake smile. "So good to see you my cousin. Are you here for a reason?" Bellatrix looked angry that there even could be a reason.

"Yes. My mum told me to sit with you."

Bellatrix clenched her teeth and looked away. "Fine. Just don't bother me."

Sirius got to spend the ride to Hogwarts in silence as his cousin talked on with her friends. He sighed inwardly. 'Thanks a lot mom. I'm so grateful for you put me in a compartment with her.'

When they finally arrived at Hogwarts, Bellatrix pulled Sirius aside by the collar of his shirt. "You listen here Sirius. You do the Black name proud. I won't have you ruining my reputation. Got it?"

Bellatrix let go of him and pushed his toward the first year students. Sirius glared at her before following a large man to a bunch of boats.

Sirius got into a boat and was soon followed by a greasy haired boy. "My name is Severus Snape," the boy said.

Sirius didn't like this boy at all. "Sirius Black."

"Sirius Black! Another one for Slytherin huh?"

Sirius didn't answer. Instead he looked up at the castle of Hogwarts and gaped along with the other first year students.

The huge castle stood in their wake. Squares of light fell on to the ground and water from light in the castle. Large towers reached to the sky, where the diamond like stars shone brightly, smiling down at the first year students. They ducked under an ivy curtain, and got out of the boats. Hagrid lead them up to an old wood door and knocked three times.

It was answered by a sever looking woman wearing spectacles. Her slightly brown hair was up in a tight bun. She didn't look like someone you wanted to cross.

"The firs' years professor McGonagall," the large man said.

"Thank you Hagrid. Follow me you lot." She led them through the old wooden door and down a corridor. They passed two large oak doors where the sound of students talking could be heard. She led them into a small room. They gathered around her as she began speaking.

"I am Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor and Transfiguration teacher. I'll tell you right now rule breaking will not be tolerated. Now, there are four houses. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Each house has it's own qualities and you will be expected to work with your fellow housemates as a family. Triumphs will you points when foolishness will lose you points. The house with the most points at the end of the year will receive the house cup, a great honor indeed."

She stopped and looked around the room. "I will go see if they're ready for you yet."

She walked off quickly and closed the door. The room remained silent as students talked and whispered among themselves.

Before anyone could really say much of anything though, something came in the room...through the wall!

Ghosts! Pearly white they walked in, completely ignoring the first years.

"No we can't allow Peeves to come to this feast...perhaps the next one," one of them was saying. Another turned around and looked at them and smiled.

"Oh first years!" she said. Before anyone said anything professor McGonagall came back and ushered them out of the room. She led them to the large oak doors and they entered.

All the students in the hall became silent and turned to look at the first years as they entered. The first years looked around at the amazing site of the Great Hall.

They stopped as they reached a stool with an old looking hat on it. The students stared at it. Suddenly a brim on the hat opened and it began to sing.

In your head I now look

To see where you should be

What house you will be sorted in

We shall soon see.

I shall see inside your mind

From one thing to the next,

And then I'll sort you in your house

And we'll all get some rest.

You may belong in Gryffindor

Where bravery is what you'll find,

You may belong in Ravenclaw,

If you're one who has a smart mind.

You may belong in Hufflepuff,

Where their loyal to the end,

Or in ambitious Slytherin,

You will make your friends.

Just try me on

And I'll tell you where you should be,

I'll tell you what your house is,

For I am the sorting hat you see.

The hall began to ring with applause. Sirius could tell that many first years were relieved, but some, like him, had known all about the sorting hat.

"When I call your name, come forth and you shall be sorted. Albane, Jane!"

A short girl with brown hair walked forward. She sat on the stool and put the sorting hat on her head and was soon sorted into Ravenclaw.

"Black, Sirius!"

Sirius walked up to the stool nervous. He didn't want to be in Slytherin. He wanted to be in Gryffindor, it was the best house of them all in his opinion. He put on the hat and waited. Students seemed surprised that they had to actually wait for a Black to be sorted.

'Hm...another Black...yet you're different,' the sorting hat "said."

'Different? Different how?' Sirius thought.

'You don't posses the Slytherin qualities I expect in a Black. You're smart, yes very smart. And Loyal. But yes, very brave...yes very brave indeed. But where to put you?'

The sorting hat seemed to ask Sirius himself this question.

'Gryffindor.'

'Gryffindor? You would be an outcast from your family!'

'Screw my family.'

'Yes, you are very brave indeed. I think I will indeed put you in, GRYFFINDOR!'

Sirius took off the hat and looked at the students in the hall. The Slytherins looked absolutely murderous and the other houses just looked shocked. A few Gryffindors began to clap, and some of the first years as well. Sirius went and sat down. It wasn't looking to be a promising year.