“That was slow! For me anyway…” Sirius straightened the muggle cloths he had nicked from one of the stores in the city. He took Dom’s hand and let himself be guided over the ice. Stumbling slowly turned into (still rather inelegant) skating and Sirius’ smile grew. This was a weird way to move. And though it would never become his favourite one, it wasn’t as bad as he had imagined it to be.