Kieren glances around his room and thinks, for the first time ever, that it's good that Sirius isn't that much of a different size from him. He stumbles out of bed, driven with speed by the prospect of heading downstairs before someone comes up to stumble on them, throwing a sweater, trousers, shirt, underwear at Sirius and leaving him to decide what he actually wants to put on.

"Okay, so, we're not going to do any magic and I'm alive. I have to explain why I'm alive and why I've got a new boyfriend to my parents," he says. "I mean, ca't go worse than the last time I introduced them to someone," he quips, a touch ashamed (and yet not) for his outburst.