Chapter 426: Believe in the Power of Believing
Sirius wore a foul look, mouth pulled down at the corners, nose wrinkled, saying nothing, just staring at him.
Regulus walked on as though the corridor were empty.
Behind him, Sirius worked his jaw, stalled a moment, wrestled with himself a bit longer, then hurried to catch up.
"Done chatting?" His voice drifted forward, drawn out. "You and Professor McGonagall get on well, don't you."
Regulus didn't answer.
"Spatial Transfiguration last time, and I got to stay. This time I'm out in the hall?"
Two quick steps put him on his brother's left, and he tilted his head to peer at him. "You two muttering away in there. Working out how to get me thrown out of Gryffindor?"
Regulus kept walking.
"You've got some nerve." Sirius walked backward now, facing him, tone dripping. "McGonagall's office. You in, me out. Doesn't that strike you as completely mental?"