The atmosphere at the Gryffindor and Slytherin long tables in the Great Hall was somewhat heavy. Remus felt a helpless ache inside as he watched Sirius, sitting right beside him, radiate freezing cold air that affected the dining of everyone around them, yet he chose not to offer any persuasion.
He felt equally stifled and had no heart to comfort his brother-in-arms and romantic rival alike.
Sirius let out a cold snort and pushed the Chinese food that had appeared in front of him to the side, his grim demeanor making him look even more unapproachable.
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