The only person, he could think of was Narcissa Malfoy. She was still a Black even though she was married to Malfoy, alive, not in Azkaban and had a son named Draco Malfoy, who was the same age as his son. It must be her. James was furious, what the Malfoy bitch had done. He thought the loss of the lordships was bad enough, but this was even worse.