They were in a time where you were a small teenager with the condemnation of the successor of the family. But you really didn't feel ready and they hired Sirius as your mentor.

He had to watch everything, behavior, speaking, manners, expressing yourself and getting along with other people in the derogatory dances.

One day you were at the big table eating calmly, but Black arrived with his wand in hand and put it on your chin, aggressively correcting your posture.

"Right."