The summer of 1970

Cassiopeia Black is a day younger than her cousin Sirius, who loves to remind her of it. So far, Cassi hasn't been well behaved anyway, so being close to Sirius doesn't help that. She doesn't have big hopes for Hogwarts, other than to have a good time. However, that doesn't seem to be okay with her parents.

(I'm not fully abandoning this, but I kind of am? I've decided to start a new fanfic, and depending on how that goes, I might not write this one as much/ at all. Saying that tho, I'll probs come back to it.)