"They call you the Answer. They refuse to believe their Dark Lord was defeated by a toddler in a crib. They think this some plan for the long run. My father is one of those who thinks this some long, convoluted plan. And I tell you this, Potter, only because you are a Black. Not an honorary one, no. You are a Black. My Uncles have made it their business to put you on the family tree. And my father will always be my father, but it is my mother I stand by. Now and always. And when everything goes to the bloody fields of damnation –and I assure you it will– it is those very Uncles, the very same Black family who will afford my mother safety. 