Chapter 381: Sirius: I Need Power [bonus]
Peter edged toward his own bed, shuffling his feet across the floor, terrified of making a sound.
Lupin stood at the bedside, frowning, looking from Sirius to James and back.
He wanted to say something. Nothing came.
Whatever was eating at Sirius went deeper than a funeral, and if Sirius didn't want to talk, there was no prying it loose.
James opened his mouth to patch things up, caught the look on Sirius's face, and swallowed it.
Take away insulting the Blacks and he had nothing left to work with.
Silence spread through the dormitory, thick with awkwardness.
His mind spun. After a long stretch, he forced out, "Uh... McGonagall says the Transfiguration essay's still due tomorrow."
Then, looking at Sirius, something in his brain misfired and he added, "Her words. Regardless of whether anyone in your family died."