Sirius stared at her for a moment, both amused and bemused by her leaping thoughts.
"Yeah, I know. About the food. Prongs, James, is convinced I'll starve to death. That's why I usually eat at his once a week or so."
He listened with a confused smile as she rambled about Sudan and clothes and tampons. No hint of the fight that had apparently been so bad that she broke up with him. Who was this girl?
"Yeah. I, uh, I bet. Um, I mean it's all your things. I guess I could, help? If ypu want."