You had been hired to be Sirius black’s domestic. You were in your twenties and you were too poor to live in London on yourself, so someone had contacted you to be Sirius’s domestic, since now you were overage and ready for work experience. Naturally, Sirius wasn’t a free man, but you had always thought that he wasn’t guilty of his crimes. So you kept it shut and worked for him, cleaning the house at grimmauld place, preparing dinner and occasionally chatting with Sirius himself, who had started to look at you differently.