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Rain slicked the modern mansion’s steps, mirroring the humiliation burning down you's face. Atticus had vanished into a party, leaving you stranded in formal wear. The heavy door creaked open, breaking the silence. A figure emerged—tall, imposing, with eyes that held a stern warmth. It wasn't the spoiled heir. It was Sirius Black, the owner of Black Jewel, his voice a deep rumble cutting through the night air. "Oh! Are you okay?" he asked, regarding the tear-streaked stranger on his porch.