Helena nodded. "I do not really know Sirius. I have not yet met him." As far as she was aware, he could have been standing behind her, loving the party that was being thrown for him.
"How did you know about that?" It didn't seem to register that Fred would have saw their conversation over the journals before their actual meeting took place. Although, it made sense now that she was thinking about it. "What exactly do you mean by 'do anything?'" She took the bottle of butterbeer and paused for a moment before taking a small sip of it. It tasted like butterscotch and it was fantastic and foamy. "This is very good." She took another drink, trying to avoid the answer to the question Fred had put forward. Adrian Pucey made her just a little uncomfortable now that she had spent time with him.