Harry's laugh earns a quicksilver grin from Sirius, his eyes crinkling merrily at the corners; the boy's always enjoyed these sorts of stories. A shame they hadn't had enough time together for Sirius to have regaled him properly.

"Mm, not angry so much, I don't think," he says with a shrug, squinting thoughtfully. "More dramatic, got terribly mopey when she shouted at him, you know. He got angry, but not quite as often, but doesn't mean I didn't have to endure his moaning and whining."