“Much less interesting that way.” Sirius retorted cheerfully. He took a deep breath, and then began, “Narcissa’s crying in her room, Bellatrix is threatening to curse her hair into falling out if she ever dares to speak of You-Know-Who like that again, and to curse whoever you’re seeing with the pox. Your parents are despairing of all three of you, and Mother says that you’re a disgrace and a waste of every opportunity you’ve ever been given. Oh, and Regulus is howling.” He grinned at his cousin, face so bright that it was hard to resist laughing