After hearing about a student exchange program taking place this summer and following school year, Sirius decides it is the perfect way to avoid going home for the summer. So with no questions asked Sirius signs up to participate in the foreign exchange program and winds up in Brazil at Castelobruxo School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for his sixth year. Now Sirius gets to manage a new problem: what exactly has he gotten himself into?

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(The setting is Castelobruxo and is based on as much cannon information as I could find. It’s not exactly a well written school but I wanted to send Sirius somewhere other than Ilvermorny since my other boy sent Severus there and both Beauxbatons and Durmstrang didn’t seems like good fits. Castelobruxo is assumed to be more advanced than Hogwarts in terms of Herbology and Magizoology. Many European witches and wizards visit Castelobruxo in an exchange program to learn more about the flora and fauna of the rain forest. I’m excluding any form of house system because there doesn’t seem to be any actual cannon for it.)

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Ever since Sirius Black could think for himself—which was admittedly about the time he first got sorted in Gryffindor—he dreaded the notion of going home for any reason. Being back in 12 Grimmauld Place always made his skin feel like it was crawling with the way that every corner of the place seemed to practically ooze dark magic and pureblood mania. Sirius never went home for the winter holidays. And if he could have it his way he wouldn’t go home at all. But unfortunately for Sirius he had to return every summer when Hogwarts closed for the summer holidays.

As fifth year was coming to an end and everyone in his year was up to their ears in final studies for their O.W.L.S. Sirius felt the familiar dread of going home once again sink its claws into his skin. He was barely paying any attention to an announcement being made over breakfast this morning when one phrase caused his head to snap up from his pumpkin juice.

“All students participating in this year’s exchange programs will be leaving second week of June to attend summer programs to prepare them for the changes in curriculum.”

Summer programs?!

As much as Sirius didn’t care for school work or the whole applying himself spiel there were two things in the world that held a special place of hate in his being: 12 Grimmauld Place and Walaburg Black. As annoying and tedious as it would be to attend summer classes it was still light years better than going back home for the summer. Before Sirius had even finished his breakfast he was out of his seat and walking towards Professor McGonagall causing the rest of the Marauders to look up at him like he’d suddenly sprouted an extra head.

“Good Morning Professor!” Sirius started putting on his best performance of decent student and adjusting his tie even as McGonagall eyed the long term troublemaker with a hint of suspicion from behind her spectacles. “I couldn’t help but overhear that Hogwarts is sending students on exchange programs. Would you happen to know where one could sign up for a program for this summer?”

Professor McGonagall let out a sigh of recognition as she pinpointed Sirius’s actual goal. Being his House Head and responsible for many of the teenage boy’s detentions over the years she knew a thing or two about his he scheming of Sirius Orion Black. “I am afraid most of the programs are closed now Mr. Black. The applications were due almost a month ago.”

Sirius’s shoulders immediately dropped and he let out a loud sigh in disappointment. Looks like he’d have to suffer another summer of Walaburg Black after all. He shouldn’t have even gotten his hopes up. “However,” Sirius straightened back up as Professor McGonagall continued. “we recently had one student change their mind and withdraw their application so it may be possible for you to take their place-“

“Brilliant! Sign me up immediately!” Sirius replied hastily not even giving his Professor enough time to explain what he was getting into.

Perhaps Sirius should have asked more questions but he had always been recklessly impulsive. And that impulsiveness was exactly how he now found himself standing in the middle of the Amazon rainforest, trunk in hand, sweat dripping down his back and humidity ruining in hair as he stared up at Castelobruxo. The school was massive and unlike anything he’d seen back in England or Scotland. It was gorgeous. Sirius just wished he’d know it would be this damn hot. The heat and humidity of the Amazon rainforest was a far cry from the Scottish Highlands and if Sirius had to wear his Gryffindor robes the entire time he was here he was certain he was going to die.

Sirius vaguely remembered Remus talking about the muggle legend of—what was it—El Dorado? And as he stared up at the Brazilian school of magic he had two thoughts: why hadn’t he listened more to what Remus told him about his muggle books? And that this had to be what those muggles had been looking for. Pulling his trunk along surely looking like a muppet, Sirius found his next thought: What in Godric’s name had he gotten himself into this time?