Idea: this oneshot is not wolfstar. It's about Sirius's and Walburga's relationship as a mother and a son. basically Sirius says something hurtful and Walburga kills him and then she cries
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Warnings: some really twisted and violent stuff such as childabuse physically and mentally and the f-slur. Really I just wanted to explore the two's relation. also very little wolfstar

"Sirius how could you do this to us?!" I scream. I'm filled with anger. I can't describe with words what I feel. It radiates off me as if I was the sun. Sirius looks terrified to see me. Good, he's supposed to. He's the most ungrateful person I've ever met. The amount of everything I have sacrificed for him and yet here he is, going against my word the first chance he gets. 

He starts struttering at me phatetically. I'm ashamed to have birthed that creature. "Who do you think you are?" I hiss at him. He starts to strutter again but my slap onto his cheek makes him act like he should momentarily. 

"I'm Sirius Orion Black III, the heir of the noble house of Black" he announces. It's exactly what I have told him to say of himself but he says it with such disgust it makes me want to vomit on him. As a mother I can only feel disappointed in him. It's the only feeling he's ever managed to bring up so far in me. 

"And how dare you go against my will? Do I mean anything to you? How dare you disappoint me and your father like this! You disgust me, Sirius. You selfish piece of garbage! I strictly told you to never talk to that werewolf ever again!" 

He looks guilty. It's nowhere near what he's supposed to feel. He should beg for my forgiveness like a real man. "I'm so sorry mother. Please, don't hurt me. Please I'm sorry. It won't happen again I swear" he says.

I already know it's a lie. He's too phatetic to stay away from his so called boyfriend. "Fucking faggot. Take off your shirt." 

He starts to cry already but obeys and turns his back to me. It's an old routine and he knows how it goes. I grab my wand. 

One by one I use my wand to make more and more wounding spells. Sirius screams and cries, rather quickly falling onto the floor. He's bleeding and it's starting to cover his back. 

"I hate you!" Sirius screams. It only results into me going way harder on him. 

Soon he stops making sounds and he stops moving. Still, I can't stop. The need to let him feel all the suffering is taking over me. 

I only stop when I realize how badly his blood is ruining the furniture. What a bitch, getting my carpet dirty. 

I look at my son laying down on the floor, unmoving and covered in blood. I gasp and kneel down, dodging all the blood though because who the hell would want their hands dirty? 

"Sirius?" I ask. I receive no response. "Sirius?" I ask again. Again no response. 

I feel anger taking over me again, masking professionally my grief. My son was dead. Sirius was dead. 

I wanted to hold him close to me but also I wanted to kill who had killed my son. My son! My first born. 

Who ever had the clever thought of killing Sirius Orion Black III, the heir of the noble house of Black, would have to face me.

I stand up and leave the room. I leave the corpse there. Creature can handle it. 

This was from Walburga's pov if you didn't realize that. I have a hc that Walburga had very mixed feelings for Sirius and because their whole family was fucked up, she had no idea how to handle her own emotions which then reflected onto her kids.