Moony very much doubted the fact that Sirius had had a bad week, and still, the mere possibility of it made Moony's heart do a flip with relief. There was a genuine sense of comfort in pretending that maybe, Sirius had spent his afternoons wishing he wasn't tucked away at some posh boarding school. Moony had, at least.<br/>Practically leaping onto the ladder, he grinned up at his friend.<br/>"Well, that's what you get for leaving me," he jabbed out with a broad grin, yet immediately regretting the phrasing. It made the smile waver, Moony desperately glancing down at the steps to distract from the mortification. Even spoken as a tease it rang too truthful. Needing to deflect, Moony instead offered a more compassionate, "Was itreally?"