Hideaway Strath A strangled cry

Though Sirius couldn't say very many words, he could recognize quite a few. "Mother" was the one he knew best, and when Hemlock said it, he knew they were on the same page. She was cool like that - Sirius liked her. Even though she never really answered his questions.

"Mamamamamama mamam," he went on, his tail weed-whipping the grass behind him. What he really meant was, "Isn't my mom really pretty? Mom is magic. Have you met her?" - but Hemlock would never know. All that came out of his mouth was babyish chatter, but Sirius was intent on having a conversation, and expected an answer from his caretaker.