Condolences.
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The street looked quiet and the sunlight was bright, but Sirius was so tense beside her, Lily felt uncomfortable.
Sirius knocked on the door of number twelve. Lily smoothed her robes.
The door was opened by an older woman.
"Mother, this is Lily, a friend."
"My condolences," Lily said.
Mrs Black turned dead eyes from her son to his companion. She opened the door for them and they entered.
The door closed behind them. Lily felt trapped. The house didn't like her, it wanted her to leave. She shivered, and finally understood why Sirius had had to abandon his family.