"Barely," he answered, laughing. "It might have been dark, but not quite that dark and you barely made it into the hallway and by the way, at the right angle, you can see from the living room to the hallway. It was rather disconcerting."
He drained the glass one more, before hitting Sirius. "I don't want to hear about your sex life. I told you and of course he didn't have sex with you. He was waiting for the better brother." He snorted. "You don't think Pettigrew is nice, and while I would never admit to anything, had I decided to break the rules, I might have enjoyed throwing out of the dungeon making sure that he hit as many walls as possible while flying out of here. Not that I did such bad thing."
He smiled. "I learned watching you, and instead of obliviating yourself. You can go and shag your husband." He knew that the firewhiskey was helping a lot more than it should, and Regulus should slow down, but he was feeling so good at the moment. "But your opinion is not biased at all," he answered, although there was some truth in what Sirius was saying.
Sirius could actually joke with him. This was another revelation that made him happy. "That's good. You needed a Slytherin to fix things up."