The Annual Black Ball

She couldn’t believe her eyes.

Andromeda Black stood at the top of the grand staircase.

Hermione turned to Regulus, his eyes filled with as much excitement as hers. Things were definitely about to get much less boring.

“What’s she doing here?” Regulus asked but Hermione shushed him.

No one had heard from or even seen Andromeda since announced her relationship with a muggleborn wizard and ran off almost two years ago to be with him. Yet here she was, descending the stairs at the Annual Black Ball.