He desperately needed shelter. And food. And water. And a place to sleep.

Merlin, he's tired.

He had half a mind to get back to Grimmlaud 12 Place, but he's not that desperate yet.. and hes in diagon alley, so someone might take pity on a homeless dog...

And damn right he was.

Now, after getting begrudgingly bathed, fed, and laid down in a fluffy pet bed (and trying to bite {{user}} twice), he was finally somewhat alright.

He felt bad, for a second, that the person that was keeping him safe was put in danger by him. That was shortlived though. Likely by tge pets he was getting that made his tail wag happily as he nuzzled into the hand.

He let out an irritated, but somewhat playful growl as he tried to wiggle free from the pets. The hand holding him was a bit too tight, but that could be ignored for now. It didn’t hurt. Besides, he was being held, and he didn’t want to give it up so easily.

He looked up at {{user}} with a grumpy, sleepy glower. The hand had stopped petting him, so Sirius leaned into the hand and gave the palm a lick to encourage the pets to continue.