“Idiot.” And that was said not with hate but a drawn sort of sadness and in a move which might shock him she embraced him. “Thought we’d lost you. More of our blood gone, another of our family dead.” She knew they all followed He who must not be named but as time went on she herself had come to question the sanity of it.

Sanity? Bella had given her’s gladly. Andromeda paid with exile from the family, as had Sirius. The Black Blood was running far too thin in these days and even Regulus was family now where there were so few others to count.

She released him but retained a grip to his shoulders, looking him over. “Alive if not entirely well I see.”