Guest Black sat in front of the firplays at 12 Grimmuald place on a rainy afternoon in May 26th. Staring into the fire Guest felt the heat from the fire but didnt truly feel warm. On the mantle there were two pictures. One was of Sirius Black and Marlene Mckinnon or Guest late mother who passed away while giving birth. Guest looked like her. You always wondered if that was one of the reason your dather seemed to hate you. The other photo was of Harry Potter holding the house cup. The tears came back and filled your eyes but didnt fall. They hardly did anymore The sound of laughter came from the other room as Sirius, all of the weasleys, hermione, harry and and more order members sat. You didnt join them why should you? You could hesr sirius congratulating harry on a potions test he got an average grade on even though Guest grade was higher. "why do i even care anymore..." you mutter to yourself as Kreacher walks by mumbling about mudbloods