Post by SIRIUS ORION BLACK on Jan 15, 2018 7:43:03 GMT -6
Snacking. As he grew older, his eating habits changed quite a lot. For instance, he barely ever ate breakfast nowadays because he was too busy running around the grounds of Hogwarts as his exercise regime. Sirius wasn't going to slack off because the sad fact was that he was growing old and he needed to stay in shape if he ever wanted to move back to the Ministry. Nothing was still certain but he still had his eyes on the position. It also gave Sirius Black great opportunity to keep tabs on the investigations. It was no secret that Black wanted to be part of this but since he wasn't the head auror anymore, his access was quite limited. Yet all the intel Sirius received was from Whitlam himself because the kid was stressed and needed all the help he could get. Remus had told Sirius to stay far away from the Ministry because Black had a family now to look after. Besides, if Sirius died, Remus would come and bring him back from the afterlife.
Sirius had the afternoon off so he had braved the cold and gone out for a light jog. Unluckily as he was, instead of facing cold, he faced heavy snow and wind. It also didn't help that Sirius was stupid enough to just with shorts. So, the professor of defense against the dark arts came back inside, cold and just miserable. He quickly transformed to Padfoot because that way it was easier to sneak down to the kitchens. Sirius opened the passageway and as he was about to step in, the old man sneezed quite loudly.