Sirius had been waiting a year to protest his innocence. So far, the only one who he'd try to explain it to hadn't wanted to hear a word of it. He was surprised that Stacia listened to all that without a look of disgust or disbelief. Actually, he wasn't surprised. He was stunned for a few moments.
"Yes, it all backfired spectacularly," he said slowly, still processing Stacia's reaction and waiting for it to change. "I think they were more paranoid than lazy." But he wouldn't deny some of them were arses. Crouch, for sure, and he wondered why Dumbledore hadn't...
That was beside the point. They weren't here. Stacia was and she--
"You believe me?" He finally dared to ask.
He had no proof. Stacia didn't even know him as Remus did. But if she believed him that was both a tremendous relief and hurtful. Not that Stacia could be blamed for the latter.
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"Yes, it all backfired spectacularly," he said slowly, still processing Stacia's reaction and waiting for it to change. "I think they were more paranoid than lazy." But he wouldn't deny some of them were arses. Crouch, for sure, and he wondered why Dumbledore hadn't...
That was beside the point. They weren't here. Stacia was and she--
"You believe me?" He finally dared to ask.
He had no proof. Stacia didn't even know him as Remus did. But if she believed him that was both a tremendous relief and hurtful. Not that Stacia could be blamed for the latter.