"I was diving to catch you, but my broom wouldn't go fast enough." It was true, too. He wasn't exactly sure how he would have accomplished such a feat and who it was he wanted to catch, but the intent had been clear.

He looked at Regulus for a long while, trying to find traces of the little boy that had looked up to him, that hadn't wanted him to leave for Hogwarts for his first year, didn't want to be left behind at that dark, cold house. Seemed rather dark and cold himself these days, really.

"Whatcha got, Regulus?" Sirius got up and walked over to him, checking to see whether he could see what injuries he had. "You should try getting out of the way next time," he suggested, ever helpful.