They parted ways at the great gargoyle that guarded Dumbledore’s office - Sirius trotting away in his dog form, tongue lolling out of his mouth. Harry watched him until he disappeared out of view, grateful that Dumbledore didn’t try and shuffle him along until he was ready. He offered Harry a steadying arm, and Harry found himself in need of it. The Headmaster did not speak again until they were stood in front of the portrait hole.