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WHO: Sirius Black and Andromeda Black WHERE: An empty corridor WHEN: January 7th, 11:55PM

Breakfast in the Great Hall usually wasn’t interrupted by screaming. Despite the attack and the dismal mood throughout almost the entire castle, everything had seemed normal, until the post arrived. Sirius hadn’t noticed what everyone was about to see until he heard the piercing screams of a girl across the room. Turning his head immediately, he discovered it was Andromeda, and felt a rush of worry. It wasn’t like he could get up and go over to her though, so he was left wondering what the source of her panic was.

And then he saw the papers.

He swallowed hard as he looked at the photos, a strange conflict suddenly rising inside him. When he’d been told about the deaths of his estranged family members, the effect was minimal, but seeing this was...horrifying, jarring. He despised them, but he grew up with them. And seeing people that you grew up with brutally murdered wasn’t the best addition to breakfast. He forced himself to tear his eyes away from it, watching as Andromeda was lead out and as James hopped up to get Madame Pomfrey’s attention. After he’d spoken with Mary Macdonald, he’d gotten up and rushed to the dorm to grab the map. Sirius decided he’d go to Andromeda once she was alone; they been able to speak since the family members arrived, and this seemed like the time.

Looking at the map every now and then served as a good distraction, and hours had passed before Sirius decided it was a good time to find his cousin. He made his way down the corridors of the castle, glancing at the map a few times to make sure he was nearing where Andromeda was. Before he turned a corner, he pressed his wand to the parchment, whispering, “Mischief managed,” and then tucked away both items. Sirius continued walking, and spotted Andromeda, his pace quickening as he moved towards her. “Andie, hey. Are you alright?” He shook his head. “Stupid question, ‘course you aren’t.”

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“How long do I have to be here before it’s socially acceptable for me to leave?” Kieren asked Andromeda almost as soon as they crossed the threshold into the Great Hall. Though they hadn’t entirely worked out all the demarcations of what events they needed to, and didn’t need to attend together for the moment they were playing it safe. They had even coordinated their costumes, for all the good that would do them. At least it hadn’t involved a whole lot of effort on his part.

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Who: Savannah Wilkinson & Andromeda Black When: February 15th, 1978. 1:43am. Where: The Slytherin Common Room

Savannah sat curled up on a couch in the Slytherin Common Room, wrapped up in Grandma Wilkinson’s quilt. The red, white, and blue patters as familiar to her as home. The smells of home still lingered in the fabric, but they had started to fade much to Savannah’s dismay. Even still, it gave her a small bit of comfort despite the chill of the dungeons and the unfriendly faces around her. She didn’t much like being back in the dungeonsm but on Valentine’s Day, many students seemed to have the idea of visiting one another in their dormitories. Savannah supposed the best place to stay was her own common room tonight, lest she ruin any of her hosts’ festivities. She knew she wouldn’t sleep a wink, not with so many enemies around her, so instead she had a good book in her lap, and enough willpower to get her through a long, sleepless night.

Footsteps echoing through the passage way had Savannah’s head turning, curious as to who was coming in so late. Andromeda Black, Savannah’s roommate, was looking much happier than Savannah had seen her all school year, and definitely not as put together as usual. Savannah knew that look, and after hearing rumors of the other girl’s unfortunate arranged marriage, she guessed that Andromeda hadn’t been with Joseph Mulciber. “Hey Andie.” She greeted softly. “Did you have a nice evening?” She asked, beckoning the other girl over. Andromeda had not been the nicest roommate, but she hadn’t been the worst either. Savannah supposed she wouldn’t want her sisters knowing what she’d been up to that night, let alone her fiancé. If there was one thing Savannah Wilkinson wouldn’t wish on her worst enemy, it was a badly arranged marriage, and therefore she felt the urge to protect Andromeda, even if the other girl had done little to protect her.