If just the mere mention of Death Eaters made Frank sour, it was going to be a rough night. "Yeah," he muttered, taking one more drink before he set his empty tankard down.
It was time to stop stalling.
"Look, Frank, there's something you need to know-- something about your future," Sirius said, gray eyes locked on his friend. "It's not going to be easy to hear. And it's going to be ever harder to believe it's true. But you have to understand there's a reason why George brought you here, mate. It wasn't just an accident."