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The
Noble
and
Most
Ancient
House
of
Black
'
Toujours
pur
'
'
You
're
not
on
here
!
'
said
Harry
,
after
scanning
the
bottom
of
the
tree
closely
.
'
I
used
to
be
there
,
'
said
Sirius
,
pointing
at
a
small
,
round
,
charred
hole
in
the
tapestry
,
rather
like
a
cigarette
burn
.
'M
y
sweet
old
mother
blasted
me
off
after
I
ran
away
from
home
--
Kreacher
's
quite
fond
of
muttering
the
story
under
his
breath
.
'
'
You
ran
away
from
home
?
'
'
When
I
was
about
sixteen
,
'
said
Sirius
.
'
I
'd
had
enough
.
'
'
Where
did
you
go
?
'
asked
Harry
,
staring
at
him
.
'
Your
dad
's
place
,
'
said
Sirius
.
'
Your
grandparents
were
really
good
about
it
;
they
sort
of
adopted
me
as
a
second
son
.
Yeah
,
I
camped
out
at
your
dad
's
in
the
school
holidays
,
and
then
when
I
was
seventeen
I
got
a
place
of
my
own
,
my
Uncle
Alphard
had
left
me
a
decent
bit
of
gold
--
he
's
been
wiped
off
here
too
,
that
's
probably
why
--
anyway
,
after
that
I
looked
after
myself
.
I
was
always
welcome
at
Mr.
and
Mrs.
Potters
for
Sunday
lunch
,
though
.
'
'
But
...
why
did
you
...
?
'
'
Leave
?
'
Sirius
smiled
bitterly
and
ran
his
fingers
through
his
long
,
unkempt
hair
.
'
Because
I
hated
the
whole
lot
of
them
:
my
parents
,
with
their
pure-blood
mania
,
convinced
that
to
be
a
Black
made
you
practically
royal
...
my
idiot
brother
,
soft
enough
to
believe
them
...
that
's
him
.
'
