Sirius smirked. "I don't remember much of being an only child. Seemed to involve a lot of pooping and crying, though." He had been around a year old when Regulus was born, after all. "But I'm pretty sure as far as our parents are concerned, you are the only child."
He inspected him, looked at his arm as if to check whether Madame Pomfrey had set it right. Of course she knew about a hundred times more than him about broken arms, but he just had to make sure anyway. "It's alright. Not everyone can be as smart as me."
It must have something to do with his friend being unconscious and Regulus's friends not being around, but that was pretty much the longest conversation they'd had this year. Sirius thought he should just leave it at that before they'd start to fight. "How're you doing otherwise?"
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He inspected him, looked at his arm as if to check whether Madame Pomfrey had set it right. Of course she knew about a hundred times more than him about broken arms, but he just had to make sure anyway. "It's alright. Not everyone can be as smart as me."
It must have something to do with his friend being unconscious and Regulus's friends not being around, but that was pretty much the longest conversation they'd had this year. Sirius thought he should just leave it at that before they'd start to fight. "How're you doing otherwise?"