Without hesitation, Sirius moved across the room to take a place in their, fairly wide, window sill, opening both of the windows as he did. As he sat down, he could feel the buzz overtake his body in a more prominent way, but it didn’t feel intrusive nor unwelcome.<br/>His long hair hung loose around his face, having freed it from its normal bun as soon as he and Remus had decided to go out for the night and having not bothered to do something different about it.<br/>All in all, he felt free in a way that he hadn’t for years, knowing that he was never going to see his mother again. It almost made him laugh, having not realised just how heavy a burden the risk of an accidental encounter had been for him to carry.<br/>“You know, I am almost considering showing up at her funeral, just because I know that she would detest it,” he said with a grin as he lean against the windowpane. He hadn’t explained a lot to Remus about the situation, other than it had been a fully celebratory event and that his mother had been a cunt.<br/>“I won’t though, don’t want anyone in the family accidentally reading it as me wanting to change my ways or whatever nonsense they’d like to believe.”