Mr. Sirius Black has moved here.

[Private to Merope]

Merope, this is Sirius Black. I know we've sort-of met already, but that was a bit strange and all, being brother and sister, and being Muggles, and not being truly ourselves.

I don't know if anyone has explained to you how things work here. I've been assigned to help you.

[Sirius is no longer in his Gryffindor pride bedroom from the Potter house. The room behind him is similar to the bedroom he had in his London flat. His hair is cut short, he's clean-shaven, and he looks rested.]

I'm back from my trip. I hope everyone is well. I'm sure I missed the usual shenanigans, so feel free to fill me in.

Or not, really.

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In case you missed hearing it from Snape, I've graduated ( Read more... )

[The video feed clicks on to show Sirius sitting in a chair before the fireplace. He's very patiently sitting still as two dozen fairies fuss about his voluminous, floor-length, cascading Rapunzel hair. Some are adding glitter, some flowers, others are trilling happily as they work in some tiny braids.]

At least the rest of me remains male.

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I'm guessing this was one of those Barge comas. I can't complain, because the last time I nodded off on board, I spent six months in Azkaban. I'll take a coma any day.

I talked to Persephone that day the living and the dead could contact us. She's home and happy. There is a point to graduating, for those of you who don't believe in it ( Read more... )

[He's been sporting a rather "Azkaban chic" style as of late, but he's cleaned himself up for this particular broadcast. This whole thing seems daft to him, but just in case Snape isn't having a laugh at his expense, he rather not kick himself later.]

Here I am.

If you're one of my family members, however, kindly bugger off.

[The video feed reveals a striped shoulder, then an equally striped chest. Someone from the wizarding world would probably recognise the filthy, tattered uniform of an Azkaban inmate ( Read more... )

No.

Nononononononono.

Admiral, I have bloody played your games, I have behaved, I've worked in the kitchens without magic, I haven't complained! I've done everything! Everything!

You can't do this to me! You can't! Why don't you just toss me overboard and be bloody done with it?

[Private to Remus]I know you were just killed, and I'm sorry, but ( Read more... )

[Private to Remus]

What happens to the rat?