[Hp]northern Star

Black Manor in winter, the old British aristocracy, the warm stove, the lifeless manor, the intimate behavior hiding under the nose of the old-fashioned. My elder sister is the rebellious and elegant eldest Slytherin sister, and my younger brother is of course the only Gryffindor in the family, Sirius. He would prevaricate his friends from aristocratic families by saying, "After graduation, my family will arrange me to go to school, so of course I want to do whatever I want." In order to get rid of the social facade, I have little patience with human beings, and I only have a (trivial) sincerity in front of my younger brothers. He would put a blinding spell on the letter when Walburga sent him a shouting letter, and he would say "What's wrong with Gryffindor, he is my brother" when his brother swaggered into the Slytherin cellar to look for him. He would also comfort his jealous and angry brother and kiss him after he was caught on a night out. The other robbers under the invisibility cloak were dumbfounded. The portraits in the corridors of Hogwarts were stunned, and the sky was falling. The portrait of Black in the principal's office made Dumbledore unable to sleep. What's wrong with the siblings, he is still the same. The principal drank lemon sorbet and said with a smile, it's good to be young. They fell in love and parted ways in the end, with the elder sister choosing the Dark Lord and the younger brother choosing the Order of the Phoenix. The first piercing wrist bone fell on my younger brother. The outstanding fighting king of Hogwarts was defenseless. It was more unbelievable than the physical pain. Blood gushed out before tears. "Lyncis Black! How dare you do this to me?!" Concept: Northern Star and Southern Star