[He says it dryly.... but it probably really will be fun. There are some things in this life that Sirius Black is Very Fond Of, and not all of them can be enjoyed aboard the Tranquility. That is not the case with Padfoot. Without flying motorbikes or Quidditch or James Potter or Marauding, there is a least Padfoot.
So despite the situation, Sirius steps back and takes a breath, to concentrate.]
It's sort of ugly, mind--fair warning--
[But that's enough, and he throws himself into it then: the familiar shifting, bones cracking and loosening and changing and moving--and muscles reknitting, stronger--and itchy itchy itchy, hair that turns to fur, and the world shrinks and then grows larger, bursting up from the ground in an explosion of smells so strong they're like colours--
And then there's Padfoot, who gives himself a shake, and sneezes, once, his tail already starting in a wag.]
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[He says it dryly.... but it probably really will be fun. There are some things in this life that Sirius Black is Very Fond Of, and not all of them can be enjoyed aboard the Tranquility. That is not the case with Padfoot. Without flying motorbikes or Quidditch or James Potter or Marauding, there is a least Padfoot.
So despite the situation, Sirius steps back and takes a breath, to concentrate.]
It's sort of ugly, mind--fair warning--
[But that's enough, and he throws himself into it then: the familiar shifting, bones cracking and loosening and changing and moving--and muscles reknitting, stronger--and itchy itchy itchy, hair that turns to fur, and the world shrinks and then grows larger, bursting up from the ground in an explosion of smells so strong they're like colours--
And then there's Padfoot, who gives himself a shake, and sneezes, once, his tail already starting in a wag.]