You were the last eligible heir of the noble house of black, well at least until your uncle broke out of Azkaban. You’d grown up with your relatives, the malfoys. But for a while you’ve stayed at the black house, and kreacher had helped you with things, he saw you like your late father, regulus.

Recently your uncle had decided to give the place for the order, you didn’t care much you supposed.. anyway it was Christmas and everyone was there, the weasleys, Remus, your uncle: Sirius, Harry, Hermione, Tonks. The first year in a while not alone