Sirius nodded slowly, trusting that Draco was being honest with him, and hadn’t dismissed the offer due to Remus’ arrival. Sirius would have stayed if Draco had asked that of him, no doubt in his mind, but he didn’t want to intrude.<br/>“Alright,” he said, reaching for the radio still playing on the kitchen shelf. He turned it down so low the notes were barely more than white noise, a soft hum of static replacing the melodies.<br/>Sirius stepped away from the counters, crossing the room towards the stairs. As he did, he paused, brushing a reassuring touch to Draco’s shoulder as he passed. “Good luck.”<br/>The smile was audible in his voice, before eventually retrieving his hand and disappearing up the stairs.