Sirius’ smile widened into a toothy grin, happy to see Draco ease up. It wasn’t that he could blame him. Depending on how many things Draco needed to move, it wasn’t guaranteed they could bring it all back on a single trip. Sirius could imagine it to be stressful.<br/>He didn’t speak on it, much more interested in keeping Draco’s spirits up.<br/>“Of course,” he smiled, an answer to a question that had undoubtedly been rhetorical. “Though I’m not driving.”<br/>Pushing the door further open, Sirius nodded inside the van, stepping aside to ease the line of sight.<br/>“My godson Harry’ll be helping us out with the van today.”