[The sizzle of those summer memories will linger with Sirius, catching on the toothy bits of his own memory, cloth against rough stone. Both heady and inspirational.]
(Two hours. Don't be late.)
[And don't be impatient, either. There's skill in this, real craft. Bending hallways, conjuring green in places it shouldn't be. Not as complicated as he'd like, not when he hasn't got the room, or his own wand. But better than nothing.]
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[The sizzle of those summer memories will linger with Sirius, catching on the toothy bits of his own memory, cloth against rough stone. Both heady and inspirational.]
( Two hours. Don't be late. )
[And don't be impatient, either. There's skill in this, real craft. Bending hallways, conjuring green in places it shouldn't be. Not as complicated as he'd like, not when he hasn't got the room, or his own wand. But better than nothing.]