Sirius hadn't slept since he started spending time at the Outsiders house. Truly, he couldn't remember the last time he slept more than an hour or so. With his arm and side bandaged from the fight at the ministry, he was fittingly sitting in the sitting room with a half-empty bottle of Ogden's on the endtable.
Truth was, he hadn't really been paying attention to much, though there had been some sort of excitement happening earlier. When it wasn't resulted with Remus in his arms, he realized he didn't care right now.