Sirius stared at Dom’s outstretched hand for a second. Then he willed his mind to focus and shook her hand. “Sirius, but you already know that.” He sat down and his stomach clenched. He didn’t know if he would be able to drink anything at all. But the tea reminded him of Moony and his addiction to the British national drink. And so, just the smell was enough.
„Tea is fine“, Sirius mumbled. His gaze wandered around, trying to look at anything but her. “So, when will James’ and Lily die?” It had just been a thought that had been nagging at the back of his mind. He hadn’t meant to say it out aloud. And now he doubted, if he wanted to know the answer.