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Sirius O. Black (bloodyrats) wrote in lockewood,

"Doctor Shoosh? Who?" Sirius canted his head sideways, clearing not catching the reference.

Waving away the question, he listened to his godson ramble on and smiled. Just watching Harry speak was -- well, wonky and incredible all at once. No matter how many times he saw the boy, he was still tempted to reach out and poke his face. Just to see if he was really so old, the spitting mirror-image of James. Just to be sure he wasn't a figment of his imagination.

If he was, if all of Lockewood was just that.. Sirius didn't mind hallucinating.

"Can't argue with logic like that, no sirree. Maybe when they come back we can find a hex that keeps them here. Like an anchor. We'll all tie ourselves here -- although that might not be what they want. Do you ever want to leave and go back to your time?" he asked Harry.