“ you wouldn’t be — that’s what team is for, to have your back if you slip, “ he said, smiling at ron and shaking his head. “ —- yeah, sorry for that. thought i’m selfish enough to say that i’m glad you all are here. it’s less… dark, “ he added quietly, playing with his glass. more alive, sirius wanted to say, but it wasn’t something he feels like he could. it wasn’t up to ron, to any of weasleys really, not up to anybody to make this place less of what it was — a museum of the ruins that was left of his family, with ghosts peering around corners and portraits that watch every move. maybe that’s how his family was mean to end — the black name left in the dirt, drowned in blood and shadows.
he laughed — loud sound bouncing off walls — at ron’s disgusted tone, grinning to him. “ oh, c’mon. i swear, it would look good! “ he let himself have it, the few moments of carefree joking. he was ready to make fun of the ‘embarrassing’ comment when it hits him what offer ron’s presented him. sirius couldn’t help but look at him a little more serious, a gentle smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he nodded. “ that would— that would be great, ron. “ he felt the rush of fondness going through his body and merlin, he was so glad harry had ron as his friend.
“ i don’t want to disappoint them, “ ron let out, avoiding sirius’s gaze. the team was a well oiled machine and he was afraid that he was going to be the one to ruin it all. it made him nervous and scared of not being good enough.” for what it’s worth, i’m glad i’m here, even if i’m forced to clean.” ron said, forgetting for a brief moment about his quidditch problems and instead focusing on sirius. perhaps, people were right about the mental instability of sirius after coming back from azkaban but ron wasn’t going to make sirius feel bad about his situation. none of this was sirius’s fault.
for a brief second, ron looked stunned at hearing sirius laugh and then felt a sense of pride of making him laugh. “ i disagree completely. what about it would look good? and don’t say your legs again.” ron teased, with a small smile on his face. expecting a retort to his comment, ron was confused at sirius’s stare. he didn’t consider what he said to be mind blowing and was a bit flustered at sirius’s reaction.” yeah, of course.” he stammered out before his ears turned red.” it’s an open invitation and i don’t tthink anyone has a problem with you coming over. in fact, mum might happy that she could feed more people.”