Madness doesn’t takes any fears away, but still he looked so careless so free, so young. That was Sirius before spending 13 years in Azkaban, and loosing his best friends, being blamed for it. She gulped some saliva at this thought but did her best to think of something else, perhaps after all, she had to accept the order of time?
Ginny smiled warmly at the description of James, just like Harry it brought a sweet smile to her lips, a remembrance. “Oh really so I just ask for Sirius Black and I’ll get all that? Wonder what they’d tell you of me if you could ask…” Probably the youngest of a very large Weasley family, dated Harry Potter and lead part of the Dumbledore Army, she felt a full sigh building in her chest but she avoided it, she needed to stop showing her emotions that much.
“Well I don’t really know…” She really didn’t, he inspired her some sort of trust that she’d like to mirror him, could she? Were they mates? On the road to be? “You inspire trust I guess, and I can’t tell you anything I’d like to, cos maybe I could change it and then I wouldn’t like to tell you, so to tell you something I have to tell you the stuff that I wouldn’t like to, but as I like to talk to you I guess I do like to…” She stopped and cracked a laugh that sounded so much like a ramble from Alice in Wonderland, she tended to laugh at herself on silly occasions it broke the tension and took away the possibility of being humiliated. “And now I ramble, you see what you provoke on me Sirius Black?” She offered with a warm smile.