She met his eyes and shook her head. Nothing to do with her. Of course it didn't. This was Sirius after all. What the hell had she expected? That she'd been thinking about him off and on all summer and wishing that she had the courage to write him like she did Remus had been her, not him, and completely stupid of her.
"Yeah. You're right. You haven't." She took her seat and crossed her legs primly. "Sorry. Uncalled for. So. How was your summer?"
Her hands rested in her lap and she kept her eyes on them because damn she'd already lost her temper and she wasn't going to let him see how this... bothered her. It was quite plain that he wanted nothing to do with her other than a friend. It had been plain last year. So she'd deal with that.