"Sure thing. I wanna see if I can meet Santa anyway." Well, he had dreams. Dreams one came up with while camping out for a few hours on a freezing cold roof. "I've been plotting for weeks now, I wanna do something. Remember that muggle book you told me about? By Charles... Cockens?" Something like that. "The one with the three ghosts. I wanna drive Regulus crazy and make him believe he's haunted."
What a worthwhile thing to put all his energy toward.
"Dickens. Not much better but it's Charles Dickens. I'll borrow you a copy, if you fancy. I got it somewhere." He had a lot of books in his room he meant to read and never did. Most of them were now stacks that held things like cups, glasses and his clothes. They were handy for that, to be fair. "I'll help to inspire your prank, I think it'd be pretty funny."
Whatever kept Sirius entertained. "This year, Christmas will be good." Mostly because he'd have the full moon out of the way with. "Hopefully for both of us."
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What a worthwhile thing to put all his energy toward.
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Whatever kept Sirius entertained. "This year, Christmas will be good." Mostly because he'd have the full moon out of the way with. "Hopefully for both of us."