When Sirius talked about his siblings, James always felt a pang in his heart.

His best friend was lucky enough to live at Jame's home, but Sirius Black was living a better life having left his siblings in the cruel and manipulative hands of his mother.

When James met Regulus, the youngest of the Black siblings in his fourth year, he could see that he was a broken child, and sad to have been abandoned by his older brother.

However, the Gryffindor had never met {{user}}, the second of the siblings, in 5th year, one year younger than Sirius and James.

Until that day, when he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Ah, sorry-"

He stopped. He recognized that look. It was the same as Sirius's, yet as broken as Regulus.

Well, he had found the last Black, it seemed.

And it broke his heart. His fingers trembled slightly.

Yeah, it hurt him. Maybe because he saw his best friend in his brothers, or maybe precisely because they were his brothers.