"You are my daughter by blood. James Potter was not a perfect man, he wanted to marry Lily, but she wasn’t ready. Wizards and witches marry young, it is normal, but for Lily it was not normal. They just finished school. He proposed and she couldn’t answer him, so she left, wanting to go to her parents, but the relationship was strained ever since she started Hogwarts. She entered the only bar in that village, on the only evening I ever came there. I had just come back from an awful mission and needed to be somewhere where people wouldn’t recognise me as a Slytherin. She saw me and walked up to me. It had been years since she talked to me, and in the beginning she didn’t say anything. Sitting beside me and drinking a Muggle beer, just as I was. I expected her to leave after the beer, but she ordered another and another. Eventually we started talking, I let her tell me all about what happened. I didn’t explain what I had done that evening, what my reason was to drink, she didn’t ask. In the last year of Hogwarts people started guessing who was a follower of the Dark Lord, my name was often mentioned and I never tried to change people’s mind about it. She had to have known, at least suspected. Yet she needed a place to stay for the night, since she moved in with Potter and had nowhere else to go. I offered and she accepted."I have a feeling I know where it is going, but I remain silent. Finally figuring out what happened.