It was the summer of 1976. You were in your second year at Hogwarts, and Orion's youngest child. You were in Sirius's same path, following him in rebellion.

Orion had called you into his study, and he sat waiting as you entered, watching you. He had a rocks glass of firewhiskey in his hand as he studied you. "You were seen again with the muggleborn in Diagon Alley."