"Lucius has opened his house to your brother. You will be nice," he said with a sigh. Really, who was the older brother again? Regulus had his doubts.
"All right, in this floor, besides the hallway we have the formal dining room. I've kept some green in the chair cushions, but that's the extent of it." He liked the throw back to Slytherin as long as it wasn't tacky and overwhelming.
"Lets go upstairs." He was eager to see Sirius theperfectlibrary. Sure, he was supposed to care about the great hall and such, but he loved the library. He'd even demolished the bedroom upstairs to make it a two story room. "Isn't it wonderful? I've put spells to prevent guests from touching the books. Nothing lethal, but I wanted to protect the books. There's light and you can stay here and read for days. I can't imagine a more perfect library."
Even the rest of Sirius' statement couldn't dampen his mood, not when in this room. "Well, if you were blasted, that makes me the head of the Black family which means I decide who's a Black, and I say you are one, just like Andromeda is." He smiled. "Even Kreacher, who hates you, knows that you're a Black or he wouldn't have stuck to your side for the past six years. He could have gone to Narcissa, but he didn't."