Sirius only has about an hour of pacing the flat as Padfoot, trying to shake off the strange feeling of propriety, when he has to transform back and prepare to leave for Andromeda’s. He musses up his hair from the way it had been slicked back, and charms his robes from blue to red. He’s not positive who might be at Andromeda’s party—unlike the Longbottom one—but he certainly doesn’t want to give any of the Blacks any inclination that Sirius has taken any of their political lessons to heart. He is