[It's the first word in edgewise he can manage, he'd never realized before now that Sirius used to talk quite so incessantly, leaping from one topic to the next like—the comparison drives itself home, it's inevitable—like a puppy racing after a toy, but that terse line is back in his shoulders, and before he can stop himself, Harry sets his hands on Sirius' shoulders.]
Sirius, I know. Course I know. You told me. ...you will tell me. Or something. I'm not. Quite clear on how that works yet.
[It doesn't matter, does it? As long as he's careful not to say too much? And who's to say they'll even remember anything about this weird place when they go back anyway?]
I would've wanted that too. I did want that, but it just didn't... [He trails off with a helpless shrug, already butting up against what he can and can't say about what's going to happen in the next, what? Ten years? Fifteen?]
Can't believe you're not even going to give me a shot at winning the title back from infant me. Doesn't really seem fair.
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[It's the first word in edgewise he can manage, he'd never realized before now that Sirius used to talk quite so incessantly, leaping from one topic to the next like—the comparison drives itself home, it's inevitable—like a puppy racing after a toy, but that terse line is back in his shoulders, and before he can stop himself, Harry sets his hands on Sirius' shoulders.]
Sirius, I know. Course I know. You told me. ...you will tell me. Or something. I'm not. Quite clear on how that works yet.
[It doesn't matter, does it? As long as he's careful not to say too much? And who's to say they'll even remember anything about this weird place when they go back anyway?]
I would've wanted that too. I did want that, but it just didn't... [He trails off with a helpless shrug, already butting up against what he can and can't say about what's going to happen in the next, what? Ten years? Fifteen?]
Can't believe you're not even going to give me a shot at winning the title back from infant me. Doesn't really seem fair.