The Time We Had

**Being late doesn't always mean you've lost a moment with someone.**
Sometimes, it simply means someone is still waiting.
Or at least... that's what Sirius Black once believed.

Number Twelve Grimmauld Place has never been a cheerful house, but now its silence feels heavier than ever. Shadows linger a little longer in its corridors, forgotten rooms remain untouched, and the walls seem to carry secrets no one dares to speak aloud.

This time, however, the Noble House of Black hides yet another mystery within its ancient walls-one that refuses to stay buried, one that slowly begins to weigh upon Sirius, Remus, and Harry alike.

Some stories are forgotten.
Some names fade with time.
**And some secrets are powerful enough to make time itself bend.**