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maraudingmutt[The older Sirius Black was currently lounging on the living room couch, reading a book intently. His brow was furrowed and there was a slight frown on his lips as he seemed to debate over what he was reading. The time he'd spent on the island seemed to do for him what it rarely seemed to do for others - and that was to make a vast improvement on his overall well-being. Mentally and physically. By this point he was looking far more recognizable as younger-self and currently his long normally-tangled hair was neat and pulled back into a loose ponytail, although a few strands had fallen out of the ribbon holding the rest of his hair back.
While Sirius seemed completely absorbed into whatever it was in the book he was contemplating over, Buckbeak did not seem to share his pensive mood. In fact, the hippogriff was currently curled not too far from the couch contentedly sleeping under a ray of light coming in through the living room window.]
" . . .Ahh. . This just seemed too complicated no matter how I look at it."
[He mumbled this to himself, shaking his head as he continued staring at the page as if this would solve his little conundrum.]
While Sirius seemed completely absorbed into whatever it was in the book he was contemplating over, Buckbeak did not seem to share his pensive mood. In fact, the hippogriff was currently curled not too far from the couch contentedly sleeping under a ray of light coming in through the living room window.]
" . . .Ahh. . This just seemed too complicated no matter how I look at it."
[He mumbled this to himself, shaking his head as he continued staring at the page as if this would solve his little conundrum.]
