𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗲, harry potter

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CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR
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-: fifth year :-

── IN WHICH SIRIUS
DISCOVERS SOMETHING

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"And that's where my mother blasted me off.. mhm, that black mark." Sirius was staring at it with a sense of pride that couldn't be translated to anywhere else. "That's my brother Regulus, idiot joined the Death Eaters and got himself killed. If you follow this strange.. it's very distant, you see.. your dad is here."

Jane crouched down by where his finger landed, eyes wide as she saw the pale, painted face. "I'm surprised Mother didn't blast him off when he had you. Although I suppose you are a Pureblood.. or she might have been dead by then, who knows?" Sirius waved away the comments convivially. "She was a massive blood supremacist, my father as well. Reg too, I suppose, if he joined the Death Eaters."

"Right." Jane nodded, finger trailing over the gold thread. "My mum?"

"Walburga wasn't around long enough to catch the wedding." Sirius shrugged. "Your parents did it all backwards, baby, house then marriage. Hard to believe they even did - wasn't anything fancy though, nothing like James and Lily."

"I thought they had a quiet wedding?" Harry frowned. He hardly knew anything about his parents, really, but Hagrid had informed him of the wedding upon gifting him the photo album in his first year.

"Sure it was quiet. Not many guests except James's parents, me, Pettigrew, Remus, couple of Lily's friends, Alice and Frank - your parents, Lily's mum... but by no means was James letting his wedding day go by as a modest affair." Sirius scoffed, sitting down in one of the armchairs, his eyes shining of memories.

Jane had gotten to her feet by then, with one glance towards the portrait of her father once more before taking a seat on the arm of the sofa that Harry was perched on the edge of, his hand reaching for her's instinctively. It was surely a tentatively approached subject, not all uncomfortable but almost tense in nature. Neither had known their parents, and suddenly it was more important for them to learn about them through their friends than anything else.

They weren't the only ones in the room, Fred and George sat in the corner using the light of the window to scribble things down, Ron playing Wizard's Chess with Ginny, Hermione sat by the bookcase. And now, another presence came to the door frame, a shadow casting back into the hallway.

"James liked everything but modesty." Remus had the same monumentally reminiscent look in his eyes. "Lily wanted a calmer affair, but James-"

"Oh he wanted it all. Frills, marquees, horse and carriage, lace, wine more expensive than anything my parents' owned - which is more galleons than he needed to pay for good alcohol.. Lily had a beautiful dress - silk - and their wedding gift was a house in Godric's Hollow." Sirius looked odd for a moment, before his gaze turned to Remus. "Reckon Uncle Alphard's house is still standing?"

"Didn't he have two? The flat in Diagon Alley.. above the Apothecary and the manor in the Lakes?" Remus made his way further into the room, unknowingly mirroring Jane and Harry's position, sitting on the arm of Sirius's chair.

Sirius hardly thought about it before leaning towards him, dark hair falling over his face and arm ended up stretched languidly across Lupin's lap, their knees brushing. Sirius said something about Alphard, and Jane turned to Harry.