the best thing I can tell them both is to take what they're given and keep their heads down. you're a gryffindor, man. you know how hard that's gonna be.

and for merlin's sake, if it's getting this bad for them this early in the term

you know what they did to my baby girl?

they killed her cat, Sirius.

they murdered her familiar, cut off it's paw, and wrote a message to her in blood. and my boy had to write me and ask me what he ought to do, and all I can tell him is to keep his damn head down and try not to let it get to him, and damn it to hell, it's just not on. just not on at all.

and it's only going to get worse from here.