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"It's Saturday, which means no classes. Who wouldn't be cheery at that, mate?" Peter grinned at Sirius. Any day where he wasn't being yelled at by Slughorn or McGonagall, was definitely classed as a win in his mind. "Plus, it's a Hogsmeade day, you not excited about that at all?" Sure, yeah, his stomach was rumbling something awful, but that would be easily fixed once the got James and Remus up and head to the Great Hall.

               “Therapist? You think I’m getting a therapist in these parts?” Sirius scoffs, arms flailing as he leans backwards in his chair, ankles crossing as a small chuckle escapes. “But, y’know, if I actually did have therapy, you’d be the only person in this family who has such high accolades when I speak about ‘em,” he adds, teasing as another laugh escapes. “Then again, I’d haf’ta be willin’ to want to speak about y’all.” / @emulatcr originally posted this.

               Choosing to remain quiet, Sirius nods his head at his little brother and bites on his lower lip, shifting his lower body into a more comfortable position as he waits for one of their house elves to arrive. “I’ll be incredibly quiet.” He responds, voice barely above a whisper, trying not to laugh at his words before looking away and breathing through his laughter. / @proditeur originally posted this.

               Sirius frowns at his younger cousin, a small growl escaping as he shakes his head. He’s not growling at the young woman but instead, at the situation as he bites the inside of his cheek. “Possibly. May take a while. You interested in doin’ some magic?” He asks, arching his eyebrow, knowing the answer already. / @xmusiisms originally posted this forever ago.

              Sitting down at the table, Sirius takes a small breath as he closes his eyes, memories flitting through his mind. He’s only been back at Grimmauld for a few days, and already, it’s affecting him worse than dementors, than Azkaban, than being on the run. He hates this place, hates the darkness and gloominess, and slowly finds himself slipping into the past, with no way to get out of it - until he hears the clattering of something falling. Opening his eyes and adjusting to the dim lighting, it takes Sirius a few minutes before realizing that Tonks is in front of him, grimacing, as he chuckles softly. “Y’okay?” / @xmusiisms​ was supposed to get this sirius+tonks bonding starter forever and a half ago,