Chapter 380: James: I Don't Know This One
Sirius landed in Hogsmeade.
The sky hadn't gone fully dark. A streak of orange hung behind the rooftops to the west, and the rest had dimmed.
Sirius stood there a moment, pulled his robes tighter, and started up the gravel road toward the castle.
Two of them had walked it that morning. Regulus beside him, and Sirius going backwards half the way, talking from the Cleansweep Seven all the way to the Comet 260.
That had been this morning.
Now he walked back alone, and the only footsteps on the gravel were his own.
Out past the village, onto the carriage road.
The grass on both sides was still dead. Wind came off the Black Lake, stronger than in the morning, flipping his open collar back against his neck.
He never fastened it. Not once.