Sirius gave Ron a lopsided grin, before following him into the room. He knew he shouldn't be surprised by the way the castle, or the house elves, or both probably, had changed the dorms and teachers rooms, but it still was weird. Everything about this situation was weird.
"Thanks mate. I'm not interrupting, am I?" He saw the newspapers, and figured he'd missed a trip. Oh well, he'd been busy.
"I've been doing some reading," he said, not entirely sure how to ask him intimate details about his life without coming off as a total wanker. Well, there probably wasn't a way really. "I've, well, I've been reading about you. And James' Harry, and about myself and Remus and the Dark Lord and all that and, well, I don't mean to be an ass but the stories I read are absolutely wild and I was wondering if you could help me make sense of what's true and what's not. Since, well, since you lived it."