"Trust me, I'm getting a very good idea quickly enough," he said with a tone every Black seemed to manage, a little sarcastic, mostly delivered as if bored.
"Sirius and Remus are here and I don't know how that can help us. My brother has no head for research," Regulus pointed out. He almost asked if she had been in their year when she continued with that explanation. "You're little Nymphadora! That's... I would say impossible, but you're standing here. I knew you were a Metamorphmagus. Bella was rather upset that the daughter of a mud- Right, not that important right now," he said, relaxing a little and taking his hand out of his pocket. NO need to threaten family on arrival.
"And I hate to break it to you, but Sirius is from 1980 and Lupin from '83. There is no crew." This was going to be a nightmare to sort out. "The only thing we seem to have in common is that we're Blacks and Lupin is Sirius' best friend. It does, however, seem to be a strange pattern, so we'll have to look for something else."