Sirius expected the tears before he heard them, feeling how Draco allowed his body to slump against his. Though Sirius had only moments ago been virtually unaware of Draco’s existence, he didn’t waver under the weight, happy to help carry that load.<br/>While Sirius didn’t particularly hold his family to a high esteem, he was heartbroken that they had learned so little in the past thirty years.<br/>“You’re good,” he reaffirmed, needing to know that Draco’s hurt wasn’t a burden to Sirius.<br/>Aware of the relief that came with tears, Sirius made no further effort to stop Draco from crying. Instead, he brushed his palm across Draco’s back, wanting only for him to steady his breathing.