[Harry Potter] True to the Years Gone By

Sirius Black is a man so sharp-edged that he makes people ache. He is merciless to his enemies, and even more so to himself. Most of the time, he is still like a child who has never grown up, chin held high as he lives in this world, fallen into ruin and age, looking down on all living things. So laughably lacking in tact, yet so painfully endearing. What a contradiction. How wonderful it would be to die like a child. But fate, with its power to turn the world upside down, is determined to make Sirius grow up. So he steps out from behind the Veil and returns to his boyhood, back to the battlefield where he must fight. This is the story of Sirius Black reborn. Lighthearted version: Simply put, it's the story of a reborn big dog saying goodbye to his first love (?), doting on his younger brother, and eventually finding happiness with his platinum-haired best friend. [Give me a break] Before you dive in: 1. The pairing is set: Lucius/Sirius, switching roles. 2. No saintly heroine, no naive protagonist. A serious tone. 3. This story doesn't bash Gryffindor, nor does it glorify Slytherin or Voldemort. It follows the original. 4. This story is now a paid work. Reposting is prohibited. A character illustration of Sirius I found on Tumblr: And please add my author page to your favorites, too~~ An old, completed work: [Harry Potter] Hero, next generation, Harry Potter fanfiction