Sirius was still reeling from the dream when a knock at the door startled him. He shook himself out of his daze, getting up to see who it was. The room was empty, and he was the only one inside. Opening the door, he saw Xander standing there.
"Yes, Xander?" Sirius asked in a sleepy voice.
Xander raised an eyebrow. "Were you sleeping? It's almost time for dinner, and we promised to eat with Aurelia. Did you forget?"
Sirius slapped his forehead. "Oh, right! We did plan that." He grimaced just remembering their plans. He turned, rubbing his face. "Give me a few minutes to freshen up and change."
Xander sighed but waited outside. It didn't take long—less than twenty minutes—before Sirius stepped out, dressed in the school's casual attire: a matching pair of blue sweat shirt and pants, with silver lines running along the sides and the school's logo on the chest.
Xander smirked. "Not bad, big bro. It looks good on you."
