"Prongs, he told me--" Sirius cut himself off, because he knew he'd sound like an insane man if he kept talking like that. Of course he knew he was running that risk either way, but he could at least try. Try to sound reasonable. "Those muggles, Moony, they were awful to him! They made him sleep in a cupboard under the stairs. Why does that even exist?"

Muggle architecture was not what to go into right now, but he did have questions. "They hurt him, Moony. He never got any love. I had to get him. I'm his godfather, it's my place, innit?"