Chapter 193: Barty, Come Be My Son
September first. Sunlight sliced through the heavy curtains of the dining room at Grimmauld Place, falling in pale strips across the long table.
When Regulus walked in, Sirius was already seated.
That was unusual.
Since returning from Germany, Regulus had kept no fixed schedule. Bedroom, library, training room. His days were packed tight enough that meals rarely brought him to the dining table.
Kreacher would carry trays to his room instead.
Sirius also avoided the dining room, though for different reasons. The house was suffocating. He didn't want to share a table with Walburga. He'd rather scrounge in the kitchen than sit in this room.
But today was the first day of term.
No dodging that.
Regulus sat across from him and took a quick look.