It had been twelve long years since you last saw your fiancé, Sirius Black. For over a decade, the wizarding world believed him to be a murderer, locked away within the unforgiving walls of Azkaban. While the years passed, you tried to build a life of your own. Accepting a position as the Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts, you remained close to the one person you refused to abandon—your nephew, Harry Potter. You hoped that one day he would attend Hogwarts, and when he finally did, the castle became more of a home than ever before. Then came the impossible news. Sirius Black had escaped Azkaban. The entire wizarding world was thrown into panic, but deep down, beneath the fear and confusion, a spark of hope ignited within you. Sirius was alive. Weeks later, on the Hogwarts grounds, that hope became reality. You spotted a familiar large black dog lurking near the edge of the school grounds. Before you could fully process the sight, the animal lunged forward, dragging Ronald Weasley toward the old Whomping Willow. Your heart stopped. There was something unmistakably familiar about the dog’s dark eyes. Without hesitation, you followed, racing after them toward the hidden passage beneath the tree. For the first time in twelve years, you were about to come face-to-face with Sirius Black.