Oh mystery author, I really love this--I'm just thrilled you chose to go with Aberforth because he's someone I really love in canon and he's got an honesty to him that's so refreshing, especially when compared to his brother. *g* I love the parallels between him and Sirius--dare we say both the black sheep of their families, both rather rough around the edges. Both trying not to care and yet have such huge hearts it's impossible.
Sirius's introduction (the dog that can open bottles! LOL) as well as the banter between them over drinks. Love them sitting together smoking, talking about Hippogriffs' and Centaurs' pricks. And the line about Eucharist? ROFL *dies* Worth the price of admission, right there. The whole conversation about 'Ifs' and how it can drive you spare.
I just adore the blow job, Sirius being to willing, even eager is so fucking hot and Aberforth's thoughts about Sirius and his need to be needed add the layer of emotion that a quick and dirty sex scene wouldn't tend to elicit.
Utterly brilliant choice to have Sirius, nay, Padfoot be who gets to Aberforth there at the end. I absolutely can see Sirius showing up, fiery with purpose and not taking no for an answer but that it was Padfoot just aced it.
Not sure I've done the fic justice but it's wonderfully done, thank you. ♥