Oh no, no mate, there is no competition, the infant beat you already, I don't know how else to say it.
[ There's no hesitation in the way that Sirius moves closer to toss his arm over Harry's shoulder, slowing guiding him outside with a grin still stretched ear to ear. He hasn't smiled this much in - hell, has he ever smiled this much? ]
All of the stories you've heard are false until confirmed by me, you just remember that. Until then they're all lies and slander, meant to lessen the true nature of my magnificence.
[ He's boisterous. Despite his three months in Azkaban, Sirius' resilience has given him the ability to feel human at least the majority of the time, and especially in moments like this. As he speaks he stretches a hand before their eyes as if envisioning his own grand magnificence before Harry, and he only drops it to push open the door to the lobby and step outside. ]
Can you believe they don't let me smoke in there? Got yelled at three times. Three.
[ Why he tried twice more after getting yelled at the first time, who knows. Sirius reaches into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes, pulling one out between his lips and lighting it with the tip of his wand before taking a drag. He holds it in his lungs for as long as he stares at Harry in silence, shaking his head all the while, and when he finally exhales he smiles once more. ]
You're friend told me that we've met. The pretty one, with the eyes, what's her name? [ He snaps his fingers before announcing ] Hermione, that was it. Sweet girl. Pretty girl, although I'm not a bit surprised.
[ It takes him a while to speak again, this time after staring at his feet for a moment, and when Sirius looks back at Harry his smile has faded a bit. He knows they've met. He knows that Harry probably knows but, ]
You know I would have never have given you over if I had a choice in the matter. You know that, right? Sorry,[ he apologizes before Harry can respond, his eyes closing. ] It's just,[ still fresh ] I always wanted you to know. I didn't want you to think I didn't want you. I wanted nothing more, Harry, you know that, right? I need to know that you know that before anything else.
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[ There's no hesitation in the way that Sirius moves closer to toss his arm over Harry's shoulder, slowing guiding him outside with a grin still stretched ear to ear. He hasn't smiled this much in - hell, has he ever smiled this much? ]
All of the stories you've heard are false until confirmed by me, you just remember that. Until then they're all lies and slander, meant to lessen the true nature of my magnificence.
[ He's boisterous. Despite his three months in Azkaban, Sirius' resilience has given him the ability to feel human at least the majority of the time, and especially in moments like this. As he speaks he stretches a hand before their eyes as if envisioning his own grand magnificence before Harry, and he only drops it to push open the door to the lobby and step outside. ]
Can you believe they don't let me smoke in there? Got yelled at three times. Three.
[ Why he tried twice more after getting yelled at the first time, who knows. Sirius reaches into his pocket for a pack of cigarettes, pulling one out between his lips and lighting it with the tip of his wand before taking a drag. He holds it in his lungs for as long as he stares at Harry in silence, shaking his head all the while, and when he finally exhales he smiles once more. ]
You're friend told me that we've met. The pretty one, with the eyes, what's her name? [ He snaps his fingers before announcing ] Hermione, that was it. Sweet girl. Pretty girl, although I'm not a bit surprised.
[ It takes him a while to speak again, this time after staring at his feet for a moment, and when Sirius looks back at Harry his smile has faded a bit. He knows they've met. He knows that Harry probably knows but, ]
You know I would have never have given you over if I had a choice in the matter. You know that, right? Sorry,[ he apologizes before Harry can respond, his eyes closing. ] It's just,[ still fresh ] I always wanted you to know. I didn't want you to think I didn't want you. I wanted nothing more, Harry, you know that, right? I need to know that you know that before anything else.