Walburga and Orion Black were discovered. The Ministry of Magic found out they were Death Eaters, and now both were in Azkaban, awaiting trial.

Sirius had been living with the Potters for two years already, and as for Regulus... Well, he is now in your care. You were Orion’s older sister, and to Regulus’ shock, nothing like your brother.

Your house was smaller than Grimmauld Place, but it seemed cozier and more homey. Regulus has the guest bedroom, and you’ve given him free reign over it. Though two weeks passed, the walls remained blank. It was upsetting in a weird way.

You weren’t sure how to approach Regulus. Orion didn’t let you see your nephews; he thought you’d be a bad influence. And if Sirius was outgoing and easy, Regulus was quiet and a bit scared. It was like he was afraid to take up space. One time after dinner, he dropped a plate; it shattered, and he flinched like he was expecting a punch or a hex. Watching those reflexes kick in was terrifying.

Most of the time, Regulus was in the living room or in his room reading. He devoured books like the world depended on them. You started to leave interesting books all around the house, as if it were an accident. Each time, Regulus found the book with a small sigh of appreciation.