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[Sirius Black]

"Well Headmaster-" He clearled his throat a bit. "You are far more understanding than most. And I do trust you."

[Professor Lupin]

{I have to go, you can finish without me. }

[Headmaster]

The headmaster chuckled. "Yes it has been said about me." He nodded. "I overhead you mention Peter. Am I to believe he is alive?" He looked to Remus and then to Sirius again.

(alright)

[Sirius Black]

Sirius nodded. "Yes. He's been hiding as the rat of one of your students. That...Ronald Weasley. He's been hiding as his pet rat since I was locked away." Sirius said this all rather fast. Once it was out in the open he couldn't help it. He explained the whole story from the beginning and once he was finished he slumped back.

[Headmaster]

The headmaster listened to the whole story quietly before nodding. "I believe you." He was sure it would be a great relief to him to hear it. "This being the case I will see to it that you may stay the night in the castle. It has become late. You will stay in my office." He stood and looked to the portraits that were all listening with interest. He knew they would say nothing but it did not stop their curiosity. He moved across the room, further into his office near a few book shelves. "It will be the ministry that is the issue."

[Sirius Black]

Sirius nodded, indeed a look of relief came across his face. At being allowed to stay in the castle he gave a grateful look. "Thank you headmaster." He watched him with admiration.

[Headmaster]

While Sirius thanked him the headmaster had managed to get a makeshift bed of what looked like a mattress on the floor covered in large comfortable blankets and fluffy pillows. "We will leave you now to sleep. In the morning we can talk more."

The headmaster moved from the office with Lupin and left Sirius on his own.

[Sirius Black]

Sirius gave one last look of gratitude and thanked the headmaster before moving to lay down in the bed. He sighed heavily, almost shocked how much he'd missed this simple comfort. It didn't take long for him to feel his eyes getting heavy. In the morning he would ask if he could bathe in the comfortable baths with good soap. Until now the cold water he managed to find he was able to use occasionally but not as much as he'd like. He yawned and before he knew it was in a deep, dreamless sleep.

[Headmaster]

The headmaster had long since sent Sirius back somewhere safe for now. He looked to his office door, expectantly.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake walked in and jumped when he saw the Headmaster, "H-headmaster! I knocked and no one answered, I didn't think you'd mind if I waited because I'd like to talk, b-but I can leave! I'm sorry, I know randomly coming into rooms is rude, especially when you've not been invited-" Blake nervously rambled and prattled on with an occasional apology. He had never formally spoken with the Headmaster, just saw him in passing or at the Great Hall.

[Headmaster]

"It's quite alright. I was expecting you. In a way." He nodded. "Come in, come in." He set down his quill completely, writing already forgotten.

[Blake Deimos]

Blake shyly edged closer and stood before the Headmaster as he rustled in his bag and took out the sheet of parchment from the many he received in response from his parents, his father in particular, "I came to talk about something my father asks of me, Headmaster." He placed the letter on the desk without disturbing anything the Headmaster may have been working on, "He's gotten a large order from the American Wizarding hospitals and requires assistance in fulfilling it. I- I was wondering if there was a protected, unused potion's lab I could have for a short while.."

[Headmaster]

The headmaster nodded and look the letter, reading it over. "I may not be able to provide a room in the dungeons but I will be able to provide a classroom."

[Blake Deimos]

"Anything would be fine, Headmaster, really. I appreciate you even considering the thought!" Blake beamed brightly, grateful to have a very understanding man running their school. "Would I be able to lock the room while some potions cool overnight or for storage purposes?"

[Headmaster]

"Of course." He nodded and pulled out a sheets of parchment, writing up the permission note should it be needed. He handed it to Blake with the number of a classroom on the fourth floor.