The phone still seemed threatening to Draco, unsure if he was going to actually have the guts to do it, but now that Sirius expected it from him, it seemed even more impossible not to.<br/>It seemed silly to care this much about someone he had known for less than an hour, but part of Draco already wanted Sirius to be proud of him. He knew that he was in the correct place to get the kind of support that he had desperately craved for so long, so it really felt like his time was now.<br/>“It’s fine, I’ll manage,” Draco stated with a weak smile, finally picking up the phone to make the call.<br/><br/>Remus had sat down on a step to untie his shoes, when he heard another voice coming from the kitchen.<br/>It wasn’t unusual for visitors to come by, but Remus didn’t recognise the voice at all, which made his curious. He couldn’t gauge much from the conversation, but from what little he<span style="font-style: italic">could</span>hear it sounded like a serious conversation.