So professor then, Sirius adjusted his expectations a little bit. He looked young to be a professor, like he hadn't even been out of Hogwarts all that long before he was back at it again teaching now. But Sirius supposed stranger things had happened. "Guess things have changed a lot since I was there." Obviously of course, but Sirius didn't really know what he was doing there so he was just trying his best. And he'd only really managed a conversation with James and Jamie so far - the idea of trying to hold one with someone who wasn't tied to him in the same way felt more than a little overwhelming.
He watched the way Neville used his wand, his own hand itching to hold his own again - but it had been taken from him ages ago, and it seemed that one hadn't magically appeared for him when he'd arrived here the way things like a new set of clothes had done. "Any interesting prophecies?" He wondered with a small grin, "Or just too much tea after a whole term of that?" He had never really put much stock in prophecy before the one had come out about Harry, and even then he wasn't sure he'd believed it, but what had mattered was that others believed it, people who would have harmed James and Lily and Harry to make certain that things turned out in their favor. He supposed given everything that Jamie had told him, the prophecy really did end up being true after all that.
"I don't mind working on getting used to things, it's an improvement on what I came from." He admitted as he moved away from the potentially spitting plant and moved toward the table. So many things were improved by his arrival, it was hard for Sirius to know how to feel most of the time, half of the time he was caught up in the past, in all that he'd left behind, and then there was the sheer relief of being free, and then learning about the future, a future he wasn't sure he'd even get to experience. "But what about you? Jamie's been telling me things are good now."