Sirius’ eyes remained on Draco as Harry continued to ease the van around the tight corner of the end house’s brick garden fence; when Draco responded with far more emotion than expected, Sirius pulled a face, disagreeing.<br/>“Of course you could’ve,” he encouraged, eyes briefly dipping to his hands, nail polish still helplessly chipped as he ran the pad of his thumb across it.<br/>When he glanced back up at Draco he was smiling, taking the edge off his words. “But I’m glad we could help make it a bit easier.”