mary, by now you should know i take nothing more serious than my chocolate. [ huffing out a breath, he threw himself down on the couch, the top part of the chocolate bar he mentioned sticking out of his pant pocket ] my appetite’s been shite the last few days, and i never waste a bar of good chocolate. there’s no catch, i swear, it’s simply a matter of practicality. [ pulling out the bar from his pocket, he shrugged his shoulders. he unwrapped the bar and swiftly snapped into two before offering the other half towards mary ] it’s the good chocolate sirius buys me when he’s been a plonker.