It had been a few days after that when he’s seen Tonks at the Leaky Cauldron. He’d been drowning his sorrows, partially because he’d failed particularly spectacularly at the most recent task Dumbledore had given him and partially because he was still beating himself up over Sirius and Harry. He knew he should have done something more, or anything at all other than have one particularly disastrous conversation with Sirius about it.