"Orion!" screamed Wallburga.
Orion dashed across the hall into the parlor room. His wife was screaming the past ten minutes until he woke up from his nap. He barged in to see his wife clutching a letter, hands shaking. She was white with either fury or horror. He felt his spine tingle. Was it another of his past girlfriends?
"What is it, my dearest?"
"Sirius!" she screamed. "He didn't make it to Slytherin!"
Orion gasped. Whatever it was he wasn't expecting this. "Not Hufflepuff, surely!"
"No, it's Gryffindor!"
"Oh God" he put a weak hand on his face.
"Do you know what this means? Generations of ancestors went to Slytherin, all our connections are in Slytherin! This is going to decide his circle of friends for the rest of his life. And who goes to Gryffindor? Is it the successful, cunning even intelligent? No, just brave. What will he do with bravery? He needs to have the leadership skills, cunning and social know-how that only Slytherin can offer. Foolish, foolish boy! He threw away his future! Oh but he was always rebellious, always mocking his cousins." She took a deep breath from her rant.
"What will we do?" asked Orion helplessly.
"What can we do?" snarled Wallburga. "That fool Dumbledore won't do anything. If anything, he must enjoy this, seeing a pure blood family in distress."
"We must write him a letter" said Orion firmly. "We must explain to him that he must still make connections within the Slytherins" he looked up to see Wallburga uncharacteristically silent, biting her lips. "What, what is it?"
"I have already written to him" she said in a small voice.
"Oh, I see-OH. Did you send him a howler?"
She nodded her head, tears forming in her eyes.
"Wallburga!" Orion looked at her scandalized. "It's only his first week there. How could you?"
"I was angry" she sniffed.
"Mother, father, what's the matter?"
Regulus was at the doorway looking uncertainly at them.
Orion put on a cheerful face and said "nothing, my boy-" but Wallburga interrupted him. "Your brother has done a very, very bad thing and you must learn from it. He's in Gryffindor house, not Slytherin. He has not acted in the way a Black should."
Regulus stifled a giggle. He expected his brother to still make trouble even when he isn't in at home anymore. But then he noticed something.
"Mother, did he write to you?"
"Yes, the foolish boy" his mother said, turning away
Regulus looked downcast. Why hadn't Sirius written to him to?
"What's the problem Regulus?" his father asked.
"He is upset as he should be!" his mother said.
"Sirius didn't write to me." He said in a small voice.
"Now, you shouldn't expect any letters from Sirius this year. He will be too busy making friends and studying for his classes. Do you understand?" Orion said in a robust voice.
Regulus nodded, smoothing his face.
"Now, did you finish learning your latin?"