"Well he's got to go somewhere! It's hardly his fault the Porter got a little more grabby than usual, poor thing. We're lucky Remus was thoughtful enough to get a house with a garden at all in this City."
Sirius swallows his eggs and leans back, pensive.
"I'm a bit worried about that, actually. I can't imagine the place is zoned for hippogriffs, first off. They'd probably group him in with horses, I suppose... And then there's making sure he's got room to nest. I'd be happier with him nearby where we can be sure he's alright, but he's eaten at least one of the neighbors' cats already and it's only a matter of time before one of the children's friends run across him and get clawed because they don't understand the etiquette. James and I have got a workshop in a warehouse where he'd have enough room to stretch his wings... I don't know. I just don't know what the kindest solution would be for him."
All of which can be loosely interpreted as DISTRACTION DISTRACTION DISTRACTION! Sirius, you are just lucky you'd changed out of your BLATANT PRISONER CLOTHES before she saw you.
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Sirius swallows his eggs and leans back, pensive.
"I'm a bit worried about that, actually. I can't imagine the place is zoned for hippogriffs, first off. They'd probably group him in with horses, I suppose... And then there's making sure he's got room to nest. I'd be happier with him nearby where we can be sure he's alright, but he's eaten at least one of the neighbors' cats already and it's only a matter of time before one of the children's friends run across him and get clawed because they don't understand the etiquette. James and I have got a workshop in a warehouse where he'd have enough room to stretch his wings... I don't know. I just don't know what the kindest solution would be for him."
All of which can be loosely interpreted as DISTRACTION DISTRACTION DISTRACTION! Sirius, you are just lucky you'd changed out of your BLATANT PRISONER CLOTHES before she saw you.