Sirius instinctively glanced up the stairs at the sound of another voice, Draco’s presence not forgotten, but having found it difficult to anticipate. Even though Remus tended to leave early for his 8 a.m. class, Sirius doubted that Draco would make it to Oxford for any morning classes; they had simply decided to allot for as much time as Draco needed to brace himself for the day.<br/>“Hey, kid,” Sirius greeted with a smile, turning in place to better address Draco without necessarily infringing on his personal space.<br/>They didn’t keep The Sun, and Sirius didn’t particularly enjoy news radios, and so he looked at Draco without any knowledge of the change to his situation; his expression, subsequently, remained just as easy and open as yesterday. “How’re you holding up?”