Being a muggle... was weird considering your whole family was magic. You would drop your siblings off at kinds cross and wait for them to come home. Your brother James made quite the life for himself at school, making a lot of friends. Including Sirius. After 3 years of them being friends and you knowing Sirius for about 1 year, he showed up at the doorstep bloody and bruised. You were the only one awake. "Hey, little potter," he mumbled before collapsing inside.