There's a tale bout a boy who grew up in a happy family, but this isn't it...

Hello, my name is Perseus Black, and if I know what you are thinking, than yes I am the son of the infamous Sirius black, I have yet to meet him though, but that's OK, I will meet him eventually, and it will be a big family reunion.

I can hear Madam Giselle the head of the orphanage calling my name, she knows today is the day that I will be receiving my letter to Hogwarts, and she is as excited as I am.

I dwell in a small orphanage in Hogsmeade. I'm the only one my age here, the rest is all in the single digits and all looking up to me as an older brother.

I am thankful to, Madam Giselle, she is the mother I never had, my real one had died giving birth to me, and my father Is in Azkaban under the charges of betraying the Potters to 'he who mustn't be named.' So I have no recollection of either them accept from stories Ive heard and pics that I have of them in there youth.

I stood up from where I had been sitting on the window seat watching for delivery owls. I than wandered from my bedroom towards the kitchen downstairs in our homey house.

I sat on a kitchen chair that happened to have a view of the front door. My eyes narrowed in on the mail slot. I dished sausages, cheesy eggs, toast and baked beans onto my plate. Than folded my hands and waited patiently for everyone else to come down for breakfast.

When everyone else was at the table, I watched as Madam Giselle tried to get the younger kids to settle down, but was failing as they were now fighting for the remaining food. Letting a sigh out, she than smiled at me when she caught me watching her.

I didn't take my eye off the mail slot as I consumed my breakfast. This was it! This is the day! This is the day that I receive the letter that opens a whole new life to me, and what a brilliant day it is.

In my brief distraction of my thoughts I didn't see a letter fall through the mail slot, but Madam Giselle's parrot named Cracker saw it and swooped in on it and than flew off.

I stood up on my chair, attempting to catch her in mid flight, but failed greatly when I jumped and than proceeded to knock the chair over on my landing.

Shaking the knee pain off I jumped up and chased after Cracker, bout fifteen minutes later with Madam Giselle, the children and me trying to catch her, she decided that she needed to take a rest and that's when I snatched the letter from her beak.

As everyone settled for the grand opening I opened the envelope and pulled my letter out with pride. I read the letter loudly, than read it over again in my head, to make certain that I had caught every word. The words that stood out to me though were, 'you have been accepted to Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.'

The letter contained my class schedule for the year, and the supplies that I would be using. I didn't need to bother asking Madam Giselle for money because my father had left me everything he had at Gringotts. Thus all I have to worry bout is if I want a cat, a frog, a bat or an owl.

-A little while after-

I watched as Madam Giselle gathered the children around, the fireplace so they could watch as I go through first with the floo powder and than I would be on the other side to intercept them.

When I was certain that I held their attention, I grabbed a handful and held it in front of me, and said "Diagon Alley" and opened my hand letting the powder drop. I felt a whooshing sensation and than soot up my nose and in mouth. Overpowering that though was the tasty aroma of food.

I stepped out of the fireplace so that the rest could follow. First, through was Emily our youngest at the age of five. She looks much like me with her dark brown hair, honey brown eyes and clear fair skin, if I didn't know that my mother had died while giving birth to me, and my father hadnt been in Azkaban for all my life so far, I would say that we are siblings.

She tugged lightly on my pants, letting me know in her own way that she wanted me to hold her. I plucked her up, than cradled her into my side.

Next through was Henry our oldest at the age of nine. He is a firecracker and has the bright orange hair and impressive display of freckles to go with it. I love it because it's like looking at a miniature version of my best mate Ronald Weasley.

Hannah's turn came next, she is our last, but not our least, she is at the age of seven. After waiting a few moments of waiting, Madam Giselle appeared instead.

She counted our heads and than re-counted when she realized one of us was missing. We hurriedly looked all over the Leaky Cauldron, when we determined that Hannah wasn't here, we headed towards the entrance to Diagon Alley in hopes that she would be there.

I watched as Madam Giselle pulle her wand from her bag and tapped the correct bricks that would unlock the secret door, I was always, amazed, a door can appear as, if their are no bricks at all.

With Emily still attached at my hip, I trailed after Madam Giselle and Henry. I felt great relief when I heard Hannah's voice, but who's the person talking back to her?