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Voicemail
"So, Moony, this is a fellytone? Arthur would be delighted. Very well. If you're speaking to the sentient machine, it means I'm not here. Please leave a message or send an owl and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.
"Unless this is Snivellous and you've figured out how to use the fellytone. Because I'm not calling you back. Ever."
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Office hours [all day]
Sirius was in his office eating candy writing another letter to Harry when a phoenix came flying through the open window ( Read more... ) -
Apartment of English Repression [Thursday evening]
Teddy's visit had shaken Sirius more than he was really prepared to admit aloud. It wasn't just that somewhere Remus had married Sirius's cousin.
It was that Remus had gotten, well, married. To a girl ( Read more... ) -
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Given how close they were getting to Valentine's Day and the variety of student abilities that wandered through his classroom, today Sirius was boning up on the antidotes to various love charms and hexes.
He wasn't a potion master by any stretch, but it never hurt to be prepared.
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Sirius was hard at work in his office today, flipping through spellbooks and trying to figure out a way to replicated the fireplace that had mysteriously appeared in his and Remus's flat over the weekend ( Read more... ) -
Office Hours [all day]
It might not seem like the most logical conclusion to come to given how little the man smiled, but Sirius loved the holidays. He was in his office decorating with the conveniently available Christmas ornaments that had arrived in his desk drawers today, fairy lights, and garland, and whistling "God Rest Ye, Merry Hippogriffs ( Read more... ) -
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Sirius was in his office as usual, picking through a pile of Every Flavour Beans and wondering if he should maybe come up with something slightly more substantial to eat for lunch. He'd never really gotten a handle on those housekeeping spells...
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Sirius was in his office with a stack of the Daily Prophet and a small pile of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans.
So far he'd hit peach, tuna fish, pepper, and something he strongly suspected had been wallpaper paste.
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Sirius was reading a book about vampires. Sparkly vampires.
Sirius was laughing a lot.
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Office hours [all day]
Sirius, after hearing the muffled yet familiar tones of Snape through Lupin's door, busied himself with looking up all of the jinxes he'd ever used on the insufferable man.
Snape, not Lupin.
His office door was open, though. The better to send amusing notes through to the office across the hall, naturally.