"Don’t know what you’re complaining about personally - could have been worse," Harry peered at his godfather in disbelief, "I’d probably welcome a dementor attack right about now - would be a nice change of pace. At least you’ve been able to wander about outside and stretch your legs - I’ve been stuck in this old death trap of a house for months!" for a moment Harry couldn’t quite believe his ears - had Sirius said something like this last time? He must have done.