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Sirius Black, ex-mass-murderer, adjusted his grip on Remus – who Tonks could see was not actually moving on his own – and gave Tonks a nervous, semi-defiant stare, and waited to see what she’d do.
“Wotcher,” she said, and her voice caught.
“Hello,” Sirius said quietly, in a voice that gave nothing away. His eyes darted to the fireplace, and then to the door he’d just come through. They stared at each other a moment longer, and then he grimaced and moved forward, very slowly, to deposit Remus on the too-small couch.
“Is he all right?” Tonks asked, stepping forward.
“Wotcher,” she said, and her voice caught.
“Hello,” Sirius said quietly, in a voice that gave nothing away. His eyes darted to the fireplace, and then to the door he’d just come through. They stared at each other a moment longer, and then he grimaced and moved forward, very slowly, to deposit Remus on the too-small couch.
“Is he all right?” Tonks asked, stepping forward.
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