"Harry." Sirius stopped pretending to be unconcerned, and reached out to catch Harry's arm, keeping him from continuing past. "I don't know. Okay? From what I caught, he doesn't even know." He got to his feet.
"Look, I don't think tea and toast is quite adequate anymore. Let's go down to the Three Broomsticks and get a beer or four, okay? It may start to look like something we can philosophize about."