Sirius nodded, finding that it was not only a common but appropriate reaction. He himself had been desensitized to that story, only really able to look back at that situation with an immense sense of relief, knowing all the good that had come from it.<br/>“I knew it was coming,” he offered, wanting to soften the blow. “So sometimes I think it might have been easier.”<br/>He paused, looking at Draco as he weighed his words, this conversation steering away from the ones he had with the teens that usually occupied Draco’s seat.<br/>“I didn’t ever feel like I was working towards a functioning relationship with them. I always knew I was just running out the clock.”<br/>Being disowned was inevitable, his homosexuality only serving as the final nail in his coffin. They had disagreed on so many things.<br/>“It’s not my impression that it gets easier with age, anyway,” he went on, untangling his hand sufficiently enough to run his hand across his jawline, thoughtless in his recollection. “Andromeda was disowned in her early twenties, too, and she probably took it worse than I did, simply because it really did catch her by surprise.”