Sirius was having, well, a very weird week. Two weeks. Months. Life. Whatever. Talking with Peter, and Lily, the memorial, the fucking party, the fucking... Needless to say Sirius was doing his best to avoid his friends. It wasn't that hard. James had Lily, Peter didn't expect him to be around, and Remus was pre-occupied by things Sirius refused to think about. He wasn't even sure where Remus was right now, which did make avoiding him easier.
He looked up when he heard Harry's voice, and gave him a patented Padfoot Smile. He'd seen Harry at two of the Potter lunches this week, but outside of that it had been a long while since he'd talked to his Godson.
"Harry! Come! Sit! The more the merrier!" He toasted with his empty glass, the grin getting even wider. "Nah, nothing like that. Everyone is just busy, that's all. How about you? No Hermione and Ron today?"