Regulus' eyes flickered to his brother and for a moment uncertainty showed on his face. He withdrew slightly, he hadn't counted on being outnumbered.

Then Andromeda spoke. His hold on the newspaper tightened with renewed anger. "I don't need a lecture on manners from you, Sirius... or from you, Andromeda." He threw the newspaper onto the table. "I can't believe you married the mudblood, do you have no pride?"