#House of Black - Toujours Pur (serie) Cast

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Miss Megan Ferrell (Michelle Trachtenberg)

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A light in the darkness - Part 1

Warnings : angst, violence

Pairing : Remus x reader ( Sirius' twin )

A/N : This is the first part of a series. I couldn't have done it without the amazing @futurewriter2000 and her brilliant advice! Thank you SO MUCH! I really hope you'll all like it! Feel free to send me messages and feedback! 

GIF NOT MINE

"Toujours Pur" or on a more detailed translation: aristocracy, balls, blood purity and falsity. The noble, ancient house of Black; one of the oldest, wealthiest families and part of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, lovers of the dark arts and born death eaters. I had the bad luck to be part of it. But I'm not the only one.

My two brothers are at completely different poles. Sirius is a rebel; charming, smart and ready to cause as much trouble as he can. Regulus, on the other hand, is mommy's boy, the perfect son. His future as heir of Black has been already planned in detail. He's always loved his status more than his siblings.

And me? I've never fitted. A free-spirited metamorphmagus, an art lover, being kept in a cage of what they call "perfection". I, as my twin brother Sirius, never wanted more than having a proper, loving family. But we have each other, and that's what matters. He's been the only one in this bloody family like me. Every ball, we are planning our next target for our pranks. Every punishment is applied at the same time. We are partners in crime. We are the Gryffindors of a lineage of Slytherins. We are pranksters and masterminds with very well practised masks. We are the Ying to their maddening Yang. And we want to break free.

***throwback***

The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, welcoming every child with a spark of magic in them; I took a look at myself, my usual black hair was now in my favourite style; dark blonde, middle length. My robes were tailored by my mother's special designer, who didn't hesitate to 'accidentally' sting me with needles at the fittings. I was ready to leave.

We arrived on platform 9 3/4 early in the morning. The children were happily running, pushing their heavy trolleys. The station was more crowded than ever. With a loving "Do not dare to drag our name through the dirt again." from our caring mother and a delicate "Behave." from our father, we entered the Hogwarts Express. As soon as we'd made ourselves comfortable in a compartment we'd found, someone entered.

"Ello! Is this seat taken?" A tall boy with messy, dark brown hair, hazel eyes and glasses entered, wide grin on his face.

"No, it's free." I said, smiling shyly.

"I'm James Fleamont Potter, but you can call me James. And you are?"

"Sirius Black."

"Y/N Black. Twins."

"Oh, that's so cool! But shouldn't you look - I don't know - the same?" he asked intrigued.

"We do, but I am a metamorphmagus. That's the look I like the most." I changed to my natural face. My long, dark, curly hair and grey eyes made me a perfect girl replica of Sirius (more beautiful, of course).

"Merlin's beard! That's bloody incredible!" His eyes were wide in surprise.

We talked the whole ride, becoming without realising inseparable.

We were entering the great hall, gazing at the starry sky mirroring on the ceiling, trying to touch the floating candles. We were passing by the other tables, glancing at the older students. Soon the ceremony started. The names began being called.

"Lucius Malfoy!" And in less than a second the hat replied "Slytherin!".

" James Potter!"

"Gryffindor!" The grin on the boy's face only widened.

After a while, my turn finally came.

"Y/N Black!" Silence. Everyone looked at me. I sat down and waited for Professor McGonagall to put the sorting hat on my head.

"Interesting...A Black with a heart of gold, loyal and a free spirit! Though you are smart and witty, too... Let's see... Gryffindor!"

For a moment, nobody said anything. Then, the Gryffindor table erupted in cheers and applause, but my brother was the loudest, screaming joyfully and whistling, still waiting for his turn. I sat next to James, who gave me a warm hug.

"Sirius Black!"

The sorting hat had to think no more than four seconds.

"Gryffindor!"

I clapped and cheered louder than ever. I ran and hugged him tightly. Without noticing, I changed my hair red and yellow, turning curious heads from every table.

Sirius, James and Peter (another boy from Gryffindor) soon became my best friends. A week passed, and we were already known as the school's pranksters. 

One night, we were sneaking past curfew to set a bomb in front of the Slytherin common room, when we heard somebody whispering.

"Put it above the door, so it could fall on the next person who enters!" It was Remus Lupin, a friendly boy who my brother shared the dorm with.

"You know what? It could actually work!" James said. "But wait, how did you get here?"

"Did you really expect that I wouldn't wake up after you'd tripped and fell on the floor? I might be a deep sleeper, but even Merlin heard that!" he answered, joining us behind the tapestry.

BOOM!

"Oh, someone fell for it!" We got out from our hiding spot to see a very furious Professor Slughorn covered by a thick layer of ash. 'Well, that's a double score.'

"Run!" I whispered-shouted, then we all ran for our lives.

***end of throwback***

Here I am, five years later and the only difference is that I now have more friends and problems.

I woke up seeing Aza singing a Bruce Springsteen song using her hairbrush as a microphone, while Zoe was dancing like crazy, rhythm long forgotten. It was a sunny Saturday, the perfect day for chilling by the lake and drawing.

"Wakey, wakey mighty matey!" Zoe greeted.

"Zoe, stop saying that, you made me lose the chorus!" Aza said annoyed.

Isabel Greene, also known as Aza, (to her despair), is one of the smartest and funniest wizard I've ever met. Her big, ocean eyes and dark complexion make her look like a fallen angel. She has the frizziest hair I've ever seen, which she usually keeps in a bun. She is taller than me and has a weird obsession for rock music. She can't sing, but she doesn't care. She does it every morning.

Zoe Vargas, in contrast, is a small, clumsy, sassy, fierce bean. She has short ginger hair and hazel eyes. She has infinite energy and doesn't need much sleep. And trust me, as a night owl, the last thing you could wish for is a roommate who wakes up at dawn and can't sit in a room without breaking something. But I am used to it, after living with Sirius my whole life.

However, they and the marauders are my family. And no one could ever change that.

"Come on, Y/N, we have to meet the boys downstairs in fifteen minutes and you haven't even got up from your bed!" Aza shouted.

I lazily dressed in Sirius' Led Zeppelin t-shirt and my ripped mom jeans. I looked in the mirror. Even with magic, I still couldn't erase the scar my mother made in my first year.

******

She smacked me across the face.

"You disrespectful child! You think I raised you so you could become an useless shame!" she yelled.

"I haven't done anything! The sorting hat made the best choice! And I couldn't be prouder!" I responded, slowly backing away.

"That will be seen." she said with a malicious smirk on her face. Casting a shield over both of us, she took my hand.

An agonising pain flushed through my entire body. Blood was spilling on my clothes, while my mother was craving those horrible words deep in my skin.

****

"Toujours Pur." I whispered, a tear rolling down my cheek.

TAGLIST @futurewriter2000

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The Noble and Most Ancient Guide to Vice and Virtues

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by grimyoufuck

Toujours Pur; the words had been branded into Sirius' subconscious from a young age. It was a motto he'd never been able to live up to, even when he had tried. But now? Now, he was going to escape his mother's scathing words and his father's ambivalent silence to travel the continent with his best friend, and nothing was going to stop him. His mother was determined to keep the bloodline pure, and uphold the name of the Noble and Most Ancient House of Black, Sirius was determined to do the opposite.

When Sirius Black journeys to France to begin the first leg of his European tour with best friend James Potter, he'd expected a holiday of booze and boys. What he hadn't expected, much less wanted, was an educational trip, including nights out at the opera. But when a particular cast member catches Sirius' eye, he wonders if some good old fashioned fun could be obtained after all.

Words: 3366, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Toujours Pur

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, James Potter, Peter Pettigrew, Dorcas Meadowes, Marlene McKinnon, Minerva McGonagall, Orion Black, Walburga Black, Regulus Black, Alphard Black, Bellatrix Black Lestrange

Relationships: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, James Potter/Lily Evans Potter

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Gentleman AU, A Gentleman's guide to vice and virtue, French!Sirius, French speaking Sirius, Marauders Friendship, Lads on tour, POC!James Potter, Arranged Marriage, Abuse, Verbal Abuse, Physical Abuse, Threats, Homophobia

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Heir Edmond Ferrell (Alvaro Rico)

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Heir Sirius Orion Black (Ben Barnes)

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Lady Teressa Holloway (Jane Fonda)

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Lord Alton Ferrell (Ian McKellen)

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Lady Melania Black (Helen Mirren)

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Lord Arcturus Black (Donald Sutherland)