*Annabelle quietly crept out of his room. she had heard the usual talking of his parents, only this time there voices seemed colder then usual. she sat at the top of the stairs, hidden, listening.*
*Sirius scowled at her.* ya know, i'm so tired of you lecturing me about work AND if i hear one more compliment of stupid Xaver i think i just might hurl. *he turned on the TV, not wanting to listen to her.*