Post by Sirius Black on Apr 24, 2014 5:07:35 GMT
Sirius Orion Black
Basics
| Full Name: Sirius Orion Black | Nickname: None |
| Age: 17 | Birthday: 11th of December |
| Bloodtype: Pureblood | House: Gryffindor |
| Year: 7th | Home Town: London |
| Sexuality: Straight | Loyalty: Order |
| Wand Wood: Cherry | Wand Core: Dragon Heartstring |
| Played by: | Simoriah, 18, USA |
Appearance
| Eye Color: Brown | Hair Color: Black |
| Height/Build: 6'2" and built | Play-By: Avan Jogia |
If you asked him, Sirius would tell you that the only positive aspect of being a Black is inheriting the attractive physical appearances that accompany the name. And don't bother trying to convince him otherwise - he knows it. His features match the name: dark. He's got naturally tan skin free of blemishes, which is complemented by typical thick, shaggy black hair. He normally keeps it about shoulder-length and lets it hang effortlessly yet handsomely unkempt. Almost as dark are his eyes, though they are usually alight with mischief. That, combined with his charming, roguish smile that more accurately resembles a smirk, give off the impression that he is perpetually up to something - which he usually is.
Like most of the family, Sirius is rather tall, though not abnormally so, and he's slightly built from swimming and running/walking in general. His frame is typically covered in robes, though he is comfortable in Muggle clothing (surprisingly, considering how miserable he is regarding anything else Muggle-related). If not donning robes, he would likely adorn jeans, a fitted plain shirt, and a button-up shirt above that. Apart from his extraordinary good looks, he has few distinguishing qualities; if anything, he has a few scars - hazards of being a Marauder.
Like most of the family, Sirius is rather tall, though not abnormally so, and he's slightly built from swimming and running/walking in general. His frame is typically covered in robes, though he is comfortable in Muggle clothing (surprisingly, considering how miserable he is regarding anything else Muggle-related). If not donning robes, he would likely adorn jeans, a fitted plain shirt, and a button-up shirt above that. Apart from his extraordinary good looks, he has few distinguishing qualities; if anything, he has a few scars - hazards of being a Marauder.
Personality
| Likes: Girls Motorcycles His friends Arithmancy Pranks Parties Firewhiskey Dogs Eating - a lot Swimming the outdoors Playing piano | Dislikes: His family Authority Rules Sleep House-elves Animals Sitting still Reading Dark magic Boredom Sweet foods |
| Positive Traits: Naturally intelligent Charming Loyal | Negative Traits: Disobedient Blunt Arrogant |
| Quirks/Habits: Giving nicknames Putting his arm around people Eating apples | Best/Worst Class: BEST: Arithmancy WORST: History of Magic |
If it weren't for his looks and his name, you would never guess that Sirius was a part of that infamous Black family. He has absolutely no interest in blood supremity or pride in the family name - in fact, quite the opposite; he is a staunch advocate of equality. Given his history, he will give anyone a chance, no matter the name, blood, race, etc., and his opinions on someone are based entirely on their personality rather than any trivial detail such as blood. For this reason, he gets along well with a great variety of people; he's very personable and will not hesitate to initiate conversation. He is far from shy, and in conversation is friendly (if not overly-so), but also sarcastic, comical, flirtatious, whimsical.
As mentioned above, Sirius can and will befriend anyone, but mostly he looks for anyone who's willing to have fun. Boredom doesn't suit him, and he is easily bored, and restless; many times, this equates to parties, drinking, hooking up with women, but as long as he's entertained, he's content. This fun-loving nature also drives him to cause a lot of trouble; he has absolutely no respect for authority, and pranks amuse him to no end. In fact, he often has a hard time taking anything seriously, which makes it difficult for him to offer advice or feel empathy, and mostly uses humor as his crutch. He has his rare moments though, and despite this, he still is as good a friend as you could have: unwaveringly loyal, trustworthy, protective.
With women, though, that loyalty vanishes - Sirius cannot stick with one at a time. When not pulling pranks or causing trouble, he's often preoccupied with a lady. He has mastered charm and flirtation and acting the part of a gentleman, but he will drop a girl and move onto the next without blinking an eye. Relationships are difficult and generally unwanted with him; he wants sexual interaction, and that's it. However, he does like to keep females as just friends, and he exhibits the same loyalty to them as he would to the Marauders.
As a Gryffindor, Sirius is brave, to the point of reckless, to the point (or way beyond the point) of downright dangerous. He will say or do things that others wouldn't dream of, and so he is usually quite blunt. So blunt, in fact, that he has completely eliminated any filter. His thoughts tend to spill out of his mouth, and it gets him into trouble. But his faults do not phase him - his arrogance is far too strong for that. He has a very high impression of himself and lets everyone else know it, which has earned him some enemies, but he understands that he is naturally intelligent and talented, good-looking, and charming, and it has gotten to his head. This is one trait he did inherit from his ancestors - that, his immovable stubbornness, and his cunning way of crafting words (usually to win over women or talk himself out of trouble)
Sirius Black is as bad an enemy as he is good a friend. As said, he will say just about anything, including some jarring comments that have earned him a reputation of being heartless. He will intentionally tear someone down, both mentally and physically (he likes his dueling) and show off his cruel side. He can and will intentionally start arguments for the sake of arguing, but for the most part, he is entirely carefree. Occasionally, when triggered, he can become sullen and bitter, and then his temper shows itself - he can occasionally be moody, but most of the time, he maintains his optimistic attitude.
As mentioned above, Sirius can and will befriend anyone, but mostly he looks for anyone who's willing to have fun. Boredom doesn't suit him, and he is easily bored, and restless; many times, this equates to parties, drinking, hooking up with women, but as long as he's entertained, he's content. This fun-loving nature also drives him to cause a lot of trouble; he has absolutely no respect for authority, and pranks amuse him to no end. In fact, he often has a hard time taking anything seriously, which makes it difficult for him to offer advice or feel empathy, and mostly uses humor as his crutch. He has his rare moments though, and despite this, he still is as good a friend as you could have: unwaveringly loyal, trustworthy, protective.
With women, though, that loyalty vanishes - Sirius cannot stick with one at a time. When not pulling pranks or causing trouble, he's often preoccupied with a lady. He has mastered charm and flirtation and acting the part of a gentleman, but he will drop a girl and move onto the next without blinking an eye. Relationships are difficult and generally unwanted with him; he wants sexual interaction, and that's it. However, he does like to keep females as just friends, and he exhibits the same loyalty to them as he would to the Marauders.
As a Gryffindor, Sirius is brave, to the point of reckless, to the point (or way beyond the point) of downright dangerous. He will say or do things that others wouldn't dream of, and so he is usually quite blunt. So blunt, in fact, that he has completely eliminated any filter. His thoughts tend to spill out of his mouth, and it gets him into trouble. But his faults do not phase him - his arrogance is far too strong for that. He has a very high impression of himself and lets everyone else know it, which has earned him some enemies, but he understands that he is naturally intelligent and talented, good-looking, and charming, and it has gotten to his head. This is one trait he did inherit from his ancestors - that, his immovable stubbornness, and his cunning way of crafting words (usually to win over women or talk himself out of trouble)
Sirius Black is as bad an enemy as he is good a friend. As said, he will say just about anything, including some jarring comments that have earned him a reputation of being heartless. He will intentionally tear someone down, both mentally and physically (he likes his dueling) and show off his cruel side. He can and will intentionally start arguments for the sake of arguing, but for the most part, he is entirely carefree. Occasionally, when triggered, he can become sullen and bitter, and then his temper shows itself - he can occasionally be moody, but most of the time, he maintains his optimistic attitude.
History
| Bithplace: London | Current Residence: Oxford |
| Parents: Orion Black/48/Pureblood/lawyer Walburga Black/52/Pureblood/None | Siblings: Regulus Black/16/Pureblood/Slytherin |
| Others: Bellatrix Black/cousin Narcissa Black/cousin Andromeda Black/cousin Alphard Black/uncle Cygnus Black/uncle Druella Black/aunt Phineas Nigellus Black/great great grandfather | Pet: None |
For a brief moment, it seemed the Blacks had produced an ideal heir: he was smart, magically gifted, charming, good-looking, an all around perfect fit to the template of a Black heir. They raised him as such; he was taught to be polite (to those who deserved it), to be proper, to play piano, to dress well, to only speak when spoken to, to hate Mudbloods and Muggles and other inferior creatures. Of course, they had another son to educate soon after Sirius's birth, and as attentions turned to Regulus, Sirius's attention turned elsewhere as well.
A curious, mischievous, and outgoing nature began the rift, as soon as Sirius could walk, talk, and thus think for himself. He would get into things he wasn't supposed to, create messes, talk to people he shouldn't be - you name it, he did it, and his parents - especially his mother - grew frustrated and desperate to stamp out this streak early. Of course, at this point they assumed it was just childish mischief. They still flaunted him at their pureblooded gatherings, no matter how many drinks he knocked over, kids he messed with, and inappropriate comments he made. Even at this age, he was easily bored; it was probably owing to the amount of nothing he did. He and Regulus were quite sheltered, and Sirius occupied his time with playing piano, reading books, and little else, so of course he was driven to cause trouble.
Regulus was his best and only friend growing up. They bickered like brothers as expected, but at the same time, he was all he had, and the only one to cause trouble with or talk to. With Regulus he displayed early showings of his unyielding loyalty; he would take the blame for their mischief (although, it normally was more his fault anyway), and he would defend him when the comparisons began between the two. His mother clearly favored the more obedient son, while his father was, well, a strange case. Sirius always received comparisons toward Orion, how much they looked and acted alike. When he was younger, he actually used to make his dad laugh sometimes, but eventually their differences and Sirius's rigid determination to evoke hate won out. As a child, though, he most certainly felt the closest bond to his brother, then father, and then his mother, whose relationship was strained instantaneously.
There were also his cousins, and he was always thrilled when Andromeda visited, but Bellatrix and Narcissa were less than desirable company. There was no love expressed between this family, little recognition of holidays, etc. At dinners, he would be pointedly moody and unresponsive, or else doing his part to make it a complete disaster. He even disliked the family house-elves, who returned the favor, and did not greatly appreciate his using them for his entertainment. They also lived in the heart of Muggle London, and the big city that he rarely got to experience fascinated him. On the rare occasions he did go out, he liked to talk to the Muggles, and ask questions about them. One of his earliest memories is walking the streets and commenting on how cool the motorcycles were, and that wizards should have things like that. That mindset was quickly reprimanded, but reprimands at this point went right through him.
Sirius didn't care for his parents' shoving their elitist beliefs down his throat. He never had; he didn't get it, it made no sense to hate someone for something so... irrelevant. They all looked the same, acted the same, what difference did it make that he could do magic and they couldn't? At first, he could tolerate it and disagree in silence. But it was obvious, when he still talked to random Muggles around the city in interest, when he read books about motorcycles and Muggle things after he ran out of books at Grimmauld Place, when he played Muggle tunes on the piano. He found them more interesting than most of the people his parents introduced him to, more pleasant too, even more so than his own family.
Tensions were high between Sirius and the rest of the Blacks, but he was none the wiser. As far as he knew, this was normal. But as he got older, the Blacks fretted more and more about how to get their wayward son in order. They took away privileges. He couldn't fly. He couldn't play games. He couldn't leave the house. Or his room. Ultimately, their repressive and controlling attempts to shelter and educate him properly were no match for his opinionated, open, and inquisitive personality. As he got older, the childish pranks and parental reprimands gravitated more and more toward intentionally irritating actions out of spite and two-sided arguments. They were becoming more frequent, weekly, nightly. And it wasn't over his wrongdoings anymore - it was about his lifestyle choice, opinions, politics. He distinctly remembers two events that pushed their 'relationship' over the edge; he stumbled upon books of Dark Magic in the household after running out of other things to read, and was frightened and infuriated about what he read, and he told them that he would rather have Muggle parents than them.
When Sirius's letter for schooling arrived, Orion and Walburga were worried of the effect that school - life outside of Grimmauld Place - would have on their rebellious child. But they could not withhold him, and they maintained hope that his Slytherin classmates would straighten him out more than they could, and he boarded the train at 11 years old fully convinced they were right about Slytherin. He immediately hit it off with one James Potter, and was elated to find that both them, and two other young students Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, were instead placed in Gryffindor. Any hope the Blacks had for Sirius was lost with this - though it did not stop them from sending a Howler as soon as they received the news - and Sirius was on his own for a few months to discover everything he'd been missing out on during his sheltered childhood.
That did not involve school. Class was not the way he wanted to spend his newfound freedom. He wanted to spend it causing trouble, hanging out with friends, and that's exactly what he did. He established his reputation early on of blowing off homework assignments, and getting thrown into detention. He struggled for a while with the reputation that his name carried, but a minute with him taught most people that he was far unlike the rest of them. Thus, he made plenty of friends and achieved enormous popularity, but also plenty of enemies because of blatant blood traitor status, arrogance, and bullying. Namely, Severus Snape. During the holidays, he stayed at school, having found it was much preferable to 'home,' and he didn't see the family until he returned home for the summer.
Back home, things were worse. Before, he would at least tolerate some of their antics, and they some of his, but no longer. The arguments became more heated, and it was this summer that he told them all he hated them for the first time - and meant it. Sirius had to grow up too fast. He was naturally independent, dismissive of authority, and this emotional separation from his family only escalated this. By eleven years old, he'd resolved that he can make decisions for himself, do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. He got into partying, sneaking out, girls, and alcohol at a young age.
During his second year - when alcohol was just a few sips and girls were just snogs and sneaking out was just within the castle - the group of friends, dubbed the Marauders, noticed that Remus Lupin was awfully sick a lot, and grew concerned and curious to the point of suspicion. Well, their intuitiveness and curiosity led them to the conclusion that he was, in fact, a werewolf, and Sirius, like the others, valued his friendship too much to judge him on this fact. Instead, they began work on becoming an Animagi (a dog; he'd always wanted a dog as a kid) to help ease his transformations, which pushed their troublemaking up to the next level; they would be breaking wizarding law, sneaking into the wizarding village once a month, and putting their lives in serious danger. And Sirius loved every minute of it.
So, in his third year, his wildness went off the charts, and he cemented his reputation that would follow him for years to come, as a womanizer, a prankster, a partier. Hogsmeade opened up a whole new world of experimentation for him that he took full advantage of. He knew how to sneak out, and soon, with the Marauders, discovered more than one way to get off the grounds. Where there was alcohol. And nightlife. Craziness aside, though, Sirius also enrolled in a class that he was surprisingly interested in - Arithmancy, which was easily his best class, considering he'd actually do work for it and show up. His marks, by this time, suffered from his mere lack of motivation - it was not for a lack of brains.
And this was especially obvious as the years went on. Sirius was not some casual prankster; they were well thought-out, sophisticated. He and the others used their brains to their advantage - he used his suave way of speaking to talk himself out of trouble, to win women. He and James obtained a set of mirrors to communicate with one another when the teachers refused to let them in detention together anymore (they practically lived there, and it was hardly punishment when they were together). They created a complicated map of the entire school to aid in their troublemaking. In their fifth year, they accomplished a remarkable feat of upper-level magic by becoming fully-fledged Animagi.
As he got older, Sirius was really toeing the line. Illegal meant nothing to him now; he would use illegal hexes, he was becoming and became an Animagus in secrecy. It was a miracle, considering the pranking and bullying he was partaking in, that he was never expelled. It was a close call after he, increasingly annoyed by Severus Snape's questions about Lupin's monthly whereabouts, let him know exactly where to go to find out. Personally, he found it extensively amusing, but if James hadn't intervened and prevented Severus from serious harm or death, he probably would not have found it so funny. Somehow, he talked his way out of that one as well - and stayed at school to continue his carefree and irresponsible ways.
Amidst his parties, full moon excursions, pranks, and detentions, Sirius had no time nor interest in his brother who had joined school a year after himself, but he did notice him fall into crowds that Sirius did not approve of. But he could do nothing - the familial relationships were worsening beyond belief. The brewing war was the breaking point. After he returned home for the summer after his fifth year, after passing his exams with flying colors, the war was the hot topic. And his family's outlook, though expected, was intolerable. The fights were daily by then, and he would go out of his way to cause them, to annoy them, but after a particularly heated, hateful one, he packed his bags. Later that night (or morning) he arrived on the doorstep of James's parents' house, and he never returned to Grimmauld Place.
Sirius loved James and his family and how welcomed they made him feel. However, he could not justify living off of their generosity longer than he should, and he spent the summer, when not hanging around with James and simply having fun, looking for a place to live and a job to upkeep. In December of his 6th year, when he turned 17, he was fully prepared to leave the Potters', and they helped him move out. He worked inconsistent hours with an Arithmancer, who was impressed with his talents and social adeptness, and allowed him to work flexibly from school. After all, stealing from the family vault only lasted so long (two times, to be exact, and the Howlers he received from doing that were one of the few times he's heard from them since his departure.)
Other than that, his sixth year was much of the same. A lot of parties, women, and not a lot of homework. His uncle - one of the family members he found tolerable - died during the year, and he received a good sum of money from his will. With his job and his fortunes, he bought a motorcycle, which he touched up a bit with magic. He was very satisfied with independence; although he lived and worked on his own, his apartment in Oxford, where the Arithmancer worked, was a hotspot for local young kids like himself looking for a good time, and he often spent time at the Potters', at least once a week. His step toward maturity really is not evident much in school - after all, he's got just one more year left. Plus, he has never been one to talk about the familial struggles and living alone and working. That type of serious conversation has never been his forte, and he plans to keep it that way to make the most of his last year.
A curious, mischievous, and outgoing nature began the rift, as soon as Sirius could walk, talk, and thus think for himself. He would get into things he wasn't supposed to, create messes, talk to people he shouldn't be - you name it, he did it, and his parents - especially his mother - grew frustrated and desperate to stamp out this streak early. Of course, at this point they assumed it was just childish mischief. They still flaunted him at their pureblooded gatherings, no matter how many drinks he knocked over, kids he messed with, and inappropriate comments he made. Even at this age, he was easily bored; it was probably owing to the amount of nothing he did. He and Regulus were quite sheltered, and Sirius occupied his time with playing piano, reading books, and little else, so of course he was driven to cause trouble.
Regulus was his best and only friend growing up. They bickered like brothers as expected, but at the same time, he was all he had, and the only one to cause trouble with or talk to. With Regulus he displayed early showings of his unyielding loyalty; he would take the blame for their mischief (although, it normally was more his fault anyway), and he would defend him when the comparisons began between the two. His mother clearly favored the more obedient son, while his father was, well, a strange case. Sirius always received comparisons toward Orion, how much they looked and acted alike. When he was younger, he actually used to make his dad laugh sometimes, but eventually their differences and Sirius's rigid determination to evoke hate won out. As a child, though, he most certainly felt the closest bond to his brother, then father, and then his mother, whose relationship was strained instantaneously.
There were also his cousins, and he was always thrilled when Andromeda visited, but Bellatrix and Narcissa were less than desirable company. There was no love expressed between this family, little recognition of holidays, etc. At dinners, he would be pointedly moody and unresponsive, or else doing his part to make it a complete disaster. He even disliked the family house-elves, who returned the favor, and did not greatly appreciate his using them for his entertainment. They also lived in the heart of Muggle London, and the big city that he rarely got to experience fascinated him. On the rare occasions he did go out, he liked to talk to the Muggles, and ask questions about them. One of his earliest memories is walking the streets and commenting on how cool the motorcycles were, and that wizards should have things like that. That mindset was quickly reprimanded, but reprimands at this point went right through him.
Sirius didn't care for his parents' shoving their elitist beliefs down his throat. He never had; he didn't get it, it made no sense to hate someone for something so... irrelevant. They all looked the same, acted the same, what difference did it make that he could do magic and they couldn't? At first, he could tolerate it and disagree in silence. But it was obvious, when he still talked to random Muggles around the city in interest, when he read books about motorcycles and Muggle things after he ran out of books at Grimmauld Place, when he played Muggle tunes on the piano. He found them more interesting than most of the people his parents introduced him to, more pleasant too, even more so than his own family.
Tensions were high between Sirius and the rest of the Blacks, but he was none the wiser. As far as he knew, this was normal. But as he got older, the Blacks fretted more and more about how to get their wayward son in order. They took away privileges. He couldn't fly. He couldn't play games. He couldn't leave the house. Or his room. Ultimately, their repressive and controlling attempts to shelter and educate him properly were no match for his opinionated, open, and inquisitive personality. As he got older, the childish pranks and parental reprimands gravitated more and more toward intentionally irritating actions out of spite and two-sided arguments. They were becoming more frequent, weekly, nightly. And it wasn't over his wrongdoings anymore - it was about his lifestyle choice, opinions, politics. He distinctly remembers two events that pushed their 'relationship' over the edge; he stumbled upon books of Dark Magic in the household after running out of other things to read, and was frightened and infuriated about what he read, and he told them that he would rather have Muggle parents than them.
When Sirius's letter for schooling arrived, Orion and Walburga were worried of the effect that school - life outside of Grimmauld Place - would have on their rebellious child. But they could not withhold him, and they maintained hope that his Slytherin classmates would straighten him out more than they could, and he boarded the train at 11 years old fully convinced they were right about Slytherin. He immediately hit it off with one James Potter, and was elated to find that both them, and two other young students Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew, were instead placed in Gryffindor. Any hope the Blacks had for Sirius was lost with this - though it did not stop them from sending a Howler as soon as they received the news - and Sirius was on his own for a few months to discover everything he'd been missing out on during his sheltered childhood.
That did not involve school. Class was not the way he wanted to spend his newfound freedom. He wanted to spend it causing trouble, hanging out with friends, and that's exactly what he did. He established his reputation early on of blowing off homework assignments, and getting thrown into detention. He struggled for a while with the reputation that his name carried, but a minute with him taught most people that he was far unlike the rest of them. Thus, he made plenty of friends and achieved enormous popularity, but also plenty of enemies because of blatant blood traitor status, arrogance, and bullying. Namely, Severus Snape. During the holidays, he stayed at school, having found it was much preferable to 'home,' and he didn't see the family until he returned home for the summer.
Back home, things were worse. Before, he would at least tolerate some of their antics, and they some of his, but no longer. The arguments became more heated, and it was this summer that he told them all he hated them for the first time - and meant it. Sirius had to grow up too fast. He was naturally independent, dismissive of authority, and this emotional separation from his family only escalated this. By eleven years old, he'd resolved that he can make decisions for himself, do whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted. He got into partying, sneaking out, girls, and alcohol at a young age.
During his second year - when alcohol was just a few sips and girls were just snogs and sneaking out was just within the castle - the group of friends, dubbed the Marauders, noticed that Remus Lupin was awfully sick a lot, and grew concerned and curious to the point of suspicion. Well, their intuitiveness and curiosity led them to the conclusion that he was, in fact, a werewolf, and Sirius, like the others, valued his friendship too much to judge him on this fact. Instead, they began work on becoming an Animagi (a dog; he'd always wanted a dog as a kid) to help ease his transformations, which pushed their troublemaking up to the next level; they would be breaking wizarding law, sneaking into the wizarding village once a month, and putting their lives in serious danger. And Sirius loved every minute of it.
So, in his third year, his wildness went off the charts, and he cemented his reputation that would follow him for years to come, as a womanizer, a prankster, a partier. Hogsmeade opened up a whole new world of experimentation for him that he took full advantage of. He knew how to sneak out, and soon, with the Marauders, discovered more than one way to get off the grounds. Where there was alcohol. And nightlife. Craziness aside, though, Sirius also enrolled in a class that he was surprisingly interested in - Arithmancy, which was easily his best class, considering he'd actually do work for it and show up. His marks, by this time, suffered from his mere lack of motivation - it was not for a lack of brains.
And this was especially obvious as the years went on. Sirius was not some casual prankster; they were well thought-out, sophisticated. He and the others used their brains to their advantage - he used his suave way of speaking to talk himself out of trouble, to win women. He and James obtained a set of mirrors to communicate with one another when the teachers refused to let them in detention together anymore (they practically lived there, and it was hardly punishment when they were together). They created a complicated map of the entire school to aid in their troublemaking. In their fifth year, they accomplished a remarkable feat of upper-level magic by becoming fully-fledged Animagi.
As he got older, Sirius was really toeing the line. Illegal meant nothing to him now; he would use illegal hexes, he was becoming and became an Animagus in secrecy. It was a miracle, considering the pranking and bullying he was partaking in, that he was never expelled. It was a close call after he, increasingly annoyed by Severus Snape's questions about Lupin's monthly whereabouts, let him know exactly where to go to find out. Personally, he found it extensively amusing, but if James hadn't intervened and prevented Severus from serious harm or death, he probably would not have found it so funny. Somehow, he talked his way out of that one as well - and stayed at school to continue his carefree and irresponsible ways.
Amidst his parties, full moon excursions, pranks, and detentions, Sirius had no time nor interest in his brother who had joined school a year after himself, but he did notice him fall into crowds that Sirius did not approve of. But he could do nothing - the familial relationships were worsening beyond belief. The brewing war was the breaking point. After he returned home for the summer after his fifth year, after passing his exams with flying colors, the war was the hot topic. And his family's outlook, though expected, was intolerable. The fights were daily by then, and he would go out of his way to cause them, to annoy them, but after a particularly heated, hateful one, he packed his bags. Later that night (or morning) he arrived on the doorstep of James's parents' house, and he never returned to Grimmauld Place.
Sirius loved James and his family and how welcomed they made him feel. However, he could not justify living off of their generosity longer than he should, and he spent the summer, when not hanging around with James and simply having fun, looking for a place to live and a job to upkeep. In December of his 6th year, when he turned 17, he was fully prepared to leave the Potters', and they helped him move out. He worked inconsistent hours with an Arithmancer, who was impressed with his talents and social adeptness, and allowed him to work flexibly from school. After all, stealing from the family vault only lasted so long (two times, to be exact, and the Howlers he received from doing that were one of the few times he's heard from them since his departure.)
Other than that, his sixth year was much of the same. A lot of parties, women, and not a lot of homework. His uncle - one of the family members he found tolerable - died during the year, and he received a good sum of money from his will. With his job and his fortunes, he bought a motorcycle, which he touched up a bit with magic. He was very satisfied with independence; although he lived and worked on his own, his apartment in Oxford, where the Arithmancer worked, was a hotspot for local young kids like himself looking for a good time, and he often spent time at the Potters', at least once a week. His step toward maturity really is not evident much in school - after all, he's got just one more year left. Plus, he has never been one to talk about the familial struggles and living alone and working. That type of serious conversation has never been his forte, and he plans to keep it that way to make the most of his last year.
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