"Maybe!" Sirius just wanted to say 'yes', but he remembered that Severus said he didn't like people and as much as he liked spending time around James, he didn't want to upset Severus, especially since they weren't in the same house now. "I got tons of stuff on the train, so we can share all of that too."
Sirius was generous, that had never been an issue. He reached for a piece of toast and got it on his plate, looking around for something to put on it. It was a little weird, having James' arm around him, but he found he didn't mind. Just unusual. Breakfast was nothing like this back home.
Just as he'd located jam, a whole fleet of owls came into the Great Hall. He looked up, his stomach suddenly in a knot. He was hoping there wouldn't...
But of course. And it wasn't just a letter landing by his place, it was a howler. How did he get out of opening that? Should he grab it and make a run for it? How much time did he even have?
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Sirius was generous, that had never been an issue. He reached for a piece of toast and got it on his plate, looking around for something to put on it. It was a little weird, having James' arm around him, but he found he didn't mind. Just unusual. Breakfast was nothing like this back home.
Just as he'd located jam, a whole fleet of owls came into the Great Hall. He looked up, his stomach suddenly in a knot. He was hoping there wouldn't...
But of course. And it wasn't just a letter landing by his place, it was a howler. How did he get out of opening that? Should he grab it and make a run for it? How much time did he even have?