The impact of the hug knocked the air out of Moony's lungs, the unexpected weight of Sirius' arms around his neck completely flooring him. They didn't usually hug like this, they didn't hug and keep holding each other. It sent a flash of euphoria through Moony, taking in a shaky inhale, relishing in the affection while still feeling his chest rise and fall freely.<br/>He lifted his hand to take a hold of Sirius' forearm cutting across his clavicle; for the first time in months, it felt like Sirius was really there.<br/>"Yeah?" he croaked, the knot in his throat making the word catch in his throat and the winter air stinging in his eyes. He felt almost pitiful, needing the reassurance it would offer for Sirius to repeat himself. It felt like Sirius had been counting down the days to his departure even before he had properly returned. Moony was, in fact, surprised to hear that he even still occupied part of Sirius' attention. He tried to keep his mind on that and not the nauseating realization that Sirius wasn't coming back next weekend.