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This is my Sirius/OC Fic! Let me know if you want me to continue!

Isabella remembered the first time she laid eyes on Sirius Black, it was 1981; she was ten years old.

It was impossible for her to have not known about the death of the Potters, it had hit her parents hard even though they hadn't personally known them. Harry Potter was the same ages as her youngest brother Ron, being the second eldest sibling out of eight children was hard on it's own but finding out that a boy as younger as Ron had defeated Voldemort was unpalatable.

She had found out by accident, well not really on accident since her and Bill had been sat at the top of the stairs, listening to their parent's conversation while their siblings were all asleep.

"The Potters….

"Harry…. survived…"

"…Sirius…murdered…muggles"

"Oh!"

"…. betrayed….Azkaban.."

That was the first time she heard his name, in a muffled conversation she shouldn't have been listening to. The instance where she actually saw him, well not really in person, came only a few days later.

Her dad had left the mornings copy of the Daily Prophet on the kitchen table. Isabella wasn't normally one for reading the newspaper, but she couldn't help but be intrigued by the man she caught a glimpse of when walking past.

Glancing around, she stepped up to the table, her eyes taking in the photo of a young man. He was obviously still years older than her, but he was still young, he had black wavy hair that fell past his chin and expression that didn't give anything away but the sadness and despair in his eyes couldn't be mistaken.

SIRIUS BLACK SENTENCED TO LIFE IN AZKABAN.

Isabelle vaguely remembered the name Sirius Black being mentioned in her and Bill's eavesdropped conversation and she still didn't know who he was or what he had done.

"Isabella?" Her mothers voice interrupted her when she had lent over to read the article published on Sirius Black. Hanging her head, she turned to look at her mother guiltily.

"What are you doing? Give me that!" Molly lectured with a tut, sweeping the newspaper off the table and folding her hands over her chest with a huff.

"Who's Sirius Black?" She had wondered out loud, unable to keep her curiosity hidden.

Molly sighed, reaching forward to run a hand down her daughter's face, "A very bad man," She spoke before walking away.

That was the first time she ever laid eyes on Sirius Black but she couldn't say that it was the last.

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