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americans, in dire times like this, please learn from the mistakes of poland.

in 2020, the constitutional tribunal of poland (similar to the supreme court) ruled that abortion in the case of fetal abnormalities is unconstitutional, effectively banning 98% of legal abortions in our country. poland already had the strictest laws in europe (save for malta), where abortion was only allowed in the case of rape/incest, fetal abnormalities or risk to mother’s life. this caused probably the biggest protests since 1989. even tiny, conservative towns marched in defense of abortion rights. at one point there was an estimated one hundred thousand people in warsaw protesting. police was beating people up on the streets, they broke a teenage girls’ hand. fascist nationalists used tear gas on people. this lasted for WEEKS.

back then it felt like maybe we are finally witnessing some change we hoped for for years, but it all fell apart. the leaders of this protest were generic liberals who were allied with the neoliberal center-right opposition and were riding off the wave of anti-government sentiments. soon it was became less about reproductive health and more about how we need to put the opposition back in power. mind you, the opposition and its supporters were largely for keeping this bogus “compromise” and went as far as silence anyone who wanted full liberalization as “too radical”. anything stronger than peaceful marches was discouraged as well - even the very famous chant “wypierdalać” (”fuck off”) was often considered too far.

soon these protests were completely changed into anti-government protests and while it was good to hate the ruling party, but it was conveniently used as a tool of the neoliberal center-right opposition. several months later they put that ban into place. the wave was already dying. there were some protests but all people did was yell in the streets for a bit and go home, because it was ~wrong~ to destroy property and say naughty words. soon a 30 year old woman died because she was denied abortion. doctors would not risk aborting her deformed fetus even if it was risking her life, even if it was technically legal - they were scared of going to jail on the basis of aborting a fetus with abnormalities. there were very little protests after that, even though we should have burned down the entire country for her. death of savita halappanavar, a very similar case, eventually caused the change of abortion law in ireland. in poland nothing happened after izabela died. on the anniversary of the protests, barely anyone attended. just yesterday a project of putting a 12 week abortion law in place was rejected.

all i’m saying, this is very very similar to the situation in america right now. democrats will try to tell you that they have their hands tied, that they can’t do anything, that you just have to vote harder. they will make roe vs wade about republicans vs democrats, about their petty struggle for power, while pregnant people will be dying in horrific suffering. they are liars. all they care about is staying in power. they hold every branch of the government but did nothing to codify roe vs wade. they are not your friends. do not let them do what polish opposition did here. don’t rely on them. don’t stop until they put roe vs wade back and codify it. destroy shit. make those supreme court cunts and other fuckers afraid.

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One way to support Kyiv locals from afar 🇺🇦

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Kiss Me Better

For @goodboylupin ‘s Candy Hearts Challenge! My prompt was 2,000 kisses.

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If anyone had asked Remus how he planned to spend his time on that sunny Monday morning in Spring, he would’ve smiled and gladly told them all about the book he was reading, and how he hoped to finish it after classes when he and his friends would eventually go outside to sit by the lake together and soak up the sunshine. There was always homework to do as well, but that was a boring answer, and besides, nobody really did ask Remus what his plans were for the day. It was a hypothetical scenario, conjured up and played out inside Remus’ head as he ate his breakfast and stared out the windows in the Great Hall, completely zoned out from the conversation happening around him.

Sirius and Peter were talking about muggle music while James was too wrapped up in a conversation with Lily to notice that Remus was off in his own world.

Daydreams full of warm rays of sun and laughter by the water remained in Remus’ head during most of breakfast. It wasn’t until he heard a hiss of pain coming from beside him that Remus finally snapped out of it. He turned his head towards the sound to see that Sirius had sliced open his finger while trying to cut his food. But the even more pressing matter - one Remus did not even realize existed until he’d zoned back in - was the fact that his and Sirius’ thighs were pressed together under the table, and Remus had trouble focusing on anything else besides the warm heat coming from his friend’s body, even though his finger kept bleeding.

“Remus! Do something!”

James’ panicked voice broke through the haze that had filled Remus’ brain, just enough for Remus to notice that Sirius had cut himself deep, and the blood was not stopping. Thinking quickly, Remus grabbed Sirius’ hand and brought it close to his face.

“Episkey.” Remus said, barely focused enough to get the wand movement right. And then, because Remus was still partially thinking about the warmth coming from Sirius’ thigh against his, and his big, stupid, terrible crush he’d been harboring, Remus bent down low and placed a soft kiss on the freshly sealed wound.

“All better now.” Remus muttered absentmindedly before turning to face the windows once again.

Then he froze, and his face turned white.

Remus did not have to look at his friends to know that they were all staring at him, looking as shocked as he felt. Peter’s eyes were wide with disbelief and his mouth was gaping. And although James looked smug, he too looked like he couldn’t find the words to describe the odd scene he just witnessed.

Sirius, on the other hand, was positively glowing.

“What was that for?” He asked Remus with a bright smile that lit up the area around him. It was like kryptonite to Remus, though he knew his friends would never get that reference.

To be honest, Remus was wondering the same thing for himself. What had he done that for? Was he really so pathetic that a single point of contact could throw all his sensibility and self preservation out the window? Just to kiss Sirius on the hand?

Merlin, he was an idiot.

Besides the embarrassment Remus felt, he cleared his throat and tried his best to speak in a clear, steady voice. “Er, have you never heard of kissing it better?”

He hoped that Peter, another half-blood, would come to his rescue and explain everything away for him. But Peter remained silent.

“Ok, well uh… it’s like muggle magic, you see. Usually performed by parents when their children get hurt, but the idea is that a kiss can make any injury feel better immediately.” Remus explained while the others listened carefully. “My mum used to do it for me and I guess it must have just… slipped out? Sorry, Pads.”

But Sirius didn’t appear to be listening anymore. He seemed to be engaged in a silent conversation with James, the two of them going back and forth for some time. The waggling of James’ eyebrows and Sirius’ sneer were the only outward signs that they were communicating.

Finally, Sirius looked away from James with a scowl and focused his attention back on Remus.

“It’s okay, Moons. I mean, it was an accident, right? I really don’t mind.” Sirius said with a shrug before he reached for a piece of toast - one that wasn’t covered in spots of red.

Remus could do nothing but nod. It was an accident, but not entirely. Remus hadn’t meant to kiss Sirius, but that didn’t mean he didn’t want to. In fact, it was practically the only thing he thought about, when he wasn’t daydreaming about books and basking in warm weather, that is.

But he couldn’t tell Sirius any of that. An accident was all it was and all it ever would be. It hadn’t meant anything, and Remus was thankful for the olive branch Sirius extended, an offer to just let it all slide. To let it be forgotten.

Eventually, Remus went back to his own food, trying his best to ignore his embarrassment and the feeling of Sirius’ leg still pressed firmly against his own.

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polish government has opened a website for ukrainians seeking safety and trying to cross the ukrainian-polish border:

ua.gov.pl

as of 13:10 polish time, it has been said as many people as possible will be let through the borders. they are also supposed to let through children who do not have passports, as to not divide families.

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Christmas Fic

In honor of all the snow my little college town is getting today.

If Remus were to be completely honest, he’d say he did not want to be at the ski resort today, despite it being his first time this season. In his defense this winter hasn’t been very white compared to past years and there were only a few trails open, evident by the grass and rocks on more than half of the mountain that were visible from the parking lot. Not only was the snow scarce, but the wind was fierce and whipping harshly against his face as he waited to get on the lift.

So no, Remus did not want to be skiing today.

However, considering that Hope had pooled in to help him buy a pass as an early Christmas present, Remus is obliged to go as many times as he can to get good use out of it and the slopes. Even if the weather isn’t very nice and there is no powder to go through, Remus will be here until the mountain closes and everyone else goes home.

He’s looking forward to 3:30 for that very reason, when the chair lifts close and Remus can finally drive back to his cozy cottage home and share a cup of hot chocolate with his mom to warm up. Then maybe the two would sit by the fire and watch a cheesy Christmas movie that Remus will pretend to hate but will secretly be enraptured with. It was the perfect plan.

For now, he just had to get through the day.

It’s made easy considering that there aren’t that many people at the resort in the middle of a Thursday, and Remus gets to navigate the mountain alone without waiting up for anybody. It made the day just that more bearable.

Until he ran into them.

James Potter and Sirius Black were old friends of Remus. They’d been close through High school, but the summer after graduation Remus noticed Sirius acting weird and distant with him. It was a sign to Remus that Sirius might have found out about his feelings for the other, and always one to make sure he doesn’t get hurt first, Remus started acting the same and pulling himself away from their little friend group. James and Sirius must’ve taken the hint because they stopped talking to him altogether after a few weeks of Remus’ self isolation. And he hasn’t talked to them since.

But here they are, standing directly next to Remus in the line as they wait for their turn to get on the lift. James is talking loudly and with his hands, which makes Sirius bark back a couple of laughs that turn a few heads just for the sheer volume of it. It’s a sound that rattles Remus in his bones and nearly keeps him frozen to the spot if he weren’t so afraid of inconveniencing the people in line behind him. He hasn’t heard that laugh in months and Christ, does it unsettle Remus to his core whilst simultaneously setting his insides alight at the beautiful sound.

Remus counts the people ahead of them and finds out, to his dismay, that he is going to have to share a chair with his old friends who haven’t even glanced his way. It isn’t until then that Remus remembers he’s wearing a full face cover to keep his cheeks warm, and the goggles hide his eyes very well. He is completely invisible to them, as long as he doesn’t make a sound.

Luckily, very few people ever try to chat to Remus on the ski lift. He figures it’s because of some anti-social vibe he must give out but compared to the chattiness of the strangers in line in front of him, James and Sirius are keeping to themselves in their conversation. Hopefully they don’t decide to involve a seemingly random stranger into their talk once they’re on the lift.

They reach the front of the line all too soon and before Remus is even ready for it, the chair lift swoops in and picks him up, along with his two ex bestfriends. He was sitting on the same surface as one of his old closest friends and the guy he used to be in love with. The day couldn’t get any worse.

“Hey man,” James says, turning to look at Remus who freezes. There was no way they could have recognized him alrea- “Do you mind if we put the bar down?”

Remus breathes an inaudible sigh and almost, almost opens his mouth to say some variation of Sure, go for it before he remembers that these two can recognize him by voice alone, so he settles for a nonchalant shrug and reaches up to pull it down himself.

“Thanks.” James says with a friendly grin before he’s facing Sirius once again to continue their conversation.

“I went out with Emmeline again.” James was saying now, and Remus listened carefully to any news he could get about one of the people he misses most. Any crumb of information from either of the boys would be enough for Remus, maybe enough to keep him from thinking too much about them (impossible).

The truth is, Remus misses Sirius and James like crazy. He misses their long late nights running around the town and having fires at the local campgrounds. He often thinks back on his memories of pranks and laughter, of Summer nights spent outdoors and Winter nights spent by the cozy fire at the Potter’s winter cabin. There were days when they would drive to other towns and look around the shops or just explore, and there were days spent skiing, just like they are now except then they’d still been a group. Back then, they were still a family. And it’s Remus’ fault that they weren’t anymore.

Maybe in another life Remus would be sitting here on this lift with them because they all came together. In another life, Remus didn’t fuck up the best thing to ever happen to him.

He thought hard about maybe jumping in and saying something. Perhaps he’d pretend to only just notice them, put his goggles up on his beanie so his eyes were visible and recognizable and say James? Sirius? Is that you? Well how the hell have you been!? or maybe even make a joke about James’ dating life. But Remus would not be doing any of that, for fear of making an absolute fool of himself. They probably didn’t even want to see him, anyway.

The chair bounces as they pass a tower, and Remus’ upper body accidentally knocks into James. Uncomfortable and suddenly wishing he was anywhere else, Remus scoots to the very edge of the chair lift, but unfortunately it just brings attention to himself from James sitting next to him.

“Oh sorry man, am I in your way? I can adjust my board.”

It was Remus’ worst nightmare come true to have someone do something kind for him but he couldn’t even say thank you. Universe just strike him down now. He can tell James is a little unsettled by his lack of response, but Remus can’t do much about it unless he wants to blow his cover.

“You were saying, James?” Sirius’ asks in a bored tone, like he’s had this conversation a thousand times already.

“Right, well, I went out with Emmeline but I don’t think I want to see her again. I just don’t feel anything there.”

A smile takes over Remus’ face upon hearing the information. James’ has always been the type that believes in things like love at first sight and soulmates and it’s clear that James thinks this Emmeline person is not his one true love.

“Well, no shit?” Sirius wonders aloud. “It might be because you’re still in love with Lily?”

Guilt. Remus physically hurts with it to hear that, to know that he’s the reason Lily also pulled away from James and Sirius after she noticed him doing it to. It’s Remus’ fault that their old group is no longer together, in fact he doesn’t even have a right to be here and should just ski away as fast as he can as soon as they reach the top…

“Yeah well you’re one to talk! You’re the dipshit still in love with our ex bestfriend!”

The breath is practically punched out of Remus and now he’s having a difficult time breathing - especially through the face covering - and the lift is taking forever to get to the top. And there is no way James just said what Remus thinks he said.

“Hey, shut up! We have listening ears! Sorry.” Sirius says, the latter part to Remus as he leans over and gives an apologetic look. Remus shrugs in response.

“See?” Sirius says, looking back at James. “You’ve made our lift companion uncomfortable.”

Remus tries his best to say it’s fine without actually having to say it but his mind is still stuck on the whole “in love with our ex bestfriend” thing.

Sirius seems to accept his nonverbal answer, though he gives Remus a funny look for it before he leans back in his seat and continues to talk to James about his dating life. It turns out that Remus is right, and Emmeline is definitely not the one.

“Maybe I should just try talking to Lily.” James sighs. Sirius smacks him.

“They don’t want to talk to us.” He snaps, bitter and angry before his face softens just slightly. “But I know the feeling.”

They’re finally coming up on the top of the mountain, just a couple of chairs ahead of them before it’s their turn to get off and to Remus the end can’t come fast enough. To make matters worse, he really has to sneeze but he’s worried that it will give him away. Especially to Sirius, who used to always make fun of him for “sounding like a kitten” when he sneezes.

They’re close enough to the top that James decides it’s time to raise the bar, and Remus wonders if he should say something now or just leave them alone forever. Probably the latter.

Just as the chair comes into the unloading platform, Remus decides he can’t hold it in anymore. Just as he stands and pushes himself away from the moving chair lift, he sneezes quietly.

He’s almost sure he got away with it, sure that James and Sirius have no idea he’s there until he sees both of their heads snap towards his direction.

Shit.

He moves quickly, pushing his skis against the snow in an attempt to get away, but Sirius has been coming to this resort since he was two years old and he’s much quicker than James to catch Remus and tackle him to the ground.

“Not even a fucking cordial "hello”?“ Sirius asks angrily. He’s sitting on Remus’ legs, who luckily landed sideways so his skis are laying on the ground rather than poking various directions in the air.

"Um. Hello?” Remus tries, unsure what to do now that he’s found himself trapped under his old friend. He’s incredibly embarrassed about getting caught by the two, but he’s even more embarrassed by the scene Sirius is causing. Compliance is the quickest way out of this.

Unfortunately, Sirius has never been easy to deal with.

“Hello isn’t good enough!” Sirius yells, pinching Remus’ sides. “What the fuck Moony? You heard our entire conversation and you didn’t say a single word!”

“Yeah, well I didn’t think you’d want to talk to me! I was doing you a favor.”

“A favor!?” James cries incredulously, now having caught up to the two after he was able to strap into his snowboard. “Being ignored by you, Remus, is not a damn favor.”

Remus sighs, still stuck under Sirius as his gloved hands come up to move his goggles up so they can see him better.

“So tackling me is an appropriate response to being ignored? Right.” Remus says sarcastically, but at least it gets Sirius to clamber off of him.

“Shit, sorry Moony. I just had to stop you before you got too far away for us to talk to you.”

“Yeah, well, that was kind of the point.” Remus says, though he regrets it as soon as he sees their faces fall.

“Right.” James whispers to himself, looking down at the ground. “I guess we forgot you don’t like us anymore.”

He starts to turn away, and Remus can tell that Sirius is about to follow him but he can’t let these two go without saying something. Anything.

“I didn’t want to.”

Sirius stops, then James, and they turn around to face him.

“Didn’t want to?” Sirius questions, and Remus nods.

“I… I ran away when things started to change between our friend group. Sirius started acting different, and James was almost never around so I ran away because I thought it meant you were going to leave me. So I left first. But I never wanted to.”

It’s quiet for a moment, the only thing filling the silence is the howling wind and the sound of a few snowboarders fastening their bindings. They both stand there, staring at Remus like he’s an anomaly. Then, James blinks, and Sirius blinks, and they both fall apart with laughter.

James falls backwards, landing on his butt while Sirius bends over to rest his hands on his knees, wheezing.

“Hey!” Remus shouts, hurt. “I literally just bared my soul and you assholes are fucking laughing?”

James shakes his head, slaps his knee and falls backwards on his back to laugh some more.

“Can’t help it.” Sirius pants between laughs. “You are so oblivious, it’s adorable.”

Remus’ insides warm at being called adorable by Sirius, despite thinking he was over his crush by now.

Damn it.

Remus just huffs, waiting for the two idiots to stop making a fool of themselves on the mountain.

Finally, Sirius stands up straight and moves his goggles out of the way to wipe a fake tear from his eyes. His hair that is not pulled back into a braid is sticking out in all directions from under his beanie, framing his face and making his grey eyes even more alluring against the back drop of white snow and green pines.

Remus is still a love sick fool.

“Do I get to be let in on the joke?” He asks them, reaching a hand down to pull James up. They both beam.

“I’ll let Sirius cover that one.” James says joyfully, squinting up at his taller friend. “Right, Sirius?”

“Uh, right.” Sirius responds, nervously cracking his knuckles without taking his gloves off. “Well, uh, you see James stopped coming around so often because I asked him to.”

Remus immediately raises his eyebrows while his eyes flicker between the two.

“Okay?” He says slowly, having not expected that answer and completely unsure of where this is going.

Sirius takes a deep breath while he’s looking at the ground. He lets it out slowly, then raises his chin to look Remus in the eye.

“I asked him to, because I wanted more alone time with you.”

Oh. And suddenly, Remus remembers what was said on the lift and knows that it’s actually true. James wasn’t just messing with Sirius, and Sirius hopefully isn’t messing with Remus and now it all makes sense why Remus is such an oblivious idiot.

Sirius Black is in love with him. And Remus never stopped loving Sirius Black.

“Oh.” He says out loud, looking back and forth between his two friends. James is smiling at him, but Sirius just looks nervous.

So Remus smiles. Wide.

“Do you guys want to ski down to the lobby and get some hot chocolate?”

The twin beams he gets in response are answer enough.

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also re: covid vaccines, people have said this but places like India, Korea, etc are very very very good at medical research and India is the biggest distributor of vaccines. it is not "the us needs to give/donate Poor Countries medicines because they are too stupid to figure it out themselves" it is "the us copyrighted the ingredients of the vaccine and so nobody can make them outside of the country"

which is vastly more insidious than simply not performing charity

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please post them shits I love it

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Fuck JK Rowling.

#terfs do not fucking interact

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Sirius Black is emotionally and academically intelligent

To celebrate the start of Scorpio season and in honour of our bestie, I have planned 3 metas about what I think are common misconceptions around his character. And here is number 2.

A common mischaracterisation of him is that he’s not very clever and when at school he needs to copy homework from other people.

1.0 Sirius at school

When recounting Sirius’s school days, several characters mention how clever/brilliant he was. In particular, queen Mcgonagall says:

‘ Precisely,” said Professor McGonagall. “Black and Potter. Ringleaders of their little gang. Both very bright, of course — exceptionally bright, in fact.’ PoA

McGonagall never gives praise lightly and in fact at this moment she thinks Sirius is a mass murderer. Even when she appears to be fond of a student, she’s very realistic about their academic ability and in HBP she says the following to Neville,

‘“But the problem is Transfiguration. I’m sorry, Longbottom, but an Acceptable’ really isn’t good enough to continue to N.E.W.T level. I just don’t think you’d be able to cope with the coursework.” HBP

So calling Sirius and James, ‘exceptionally bright,' is not Hyperbole.

Furthermore, during the fire-call Remus says,

“Look, Harry, what you’ve got to understand is that your father and Sirius were the best in the school at whatever they did — everyone thought they were the height of cool — if they sometimes got a bit carried away . ” OoTP

Yes Remus is a biased source, but it can be strongly inferred that Sirius was indeed a very high-achieving student, even if his behavioural record had much to be desired.

Also quick note- these dorks enjoyed amateur cartography ‘height of cool,’ is a little strong.

2.0 Sirius is arrogant about his intellect

This view of his intellect is also held by Sirius himself and this is demonstrated by several things during Snape’s Worst Memory:

He’s long finished his OWL exam and is just sitting there looking hot.

“Well, I thought that paper was a piece of cake,” he heard Sirius say. “I’ll be surprised if I don’t get Outstanding on it at least.” - homeboy is so confident that he thinks the exam board might make a new grade for him

He doesn’t need to read the transfiguration book, not because he’s barely literature and only cares about his hair, but because,

“I don’t need to look at that rubbish, I know it all.”

Indeed, Sirius is so sure of his own intelligence that he attempts to outsmart Voldemort and James trusts him to do that. I know some of this trust is rooted in their bond as brothers, but James must have had to greatly respect Sirius’s intelligence to risk the lives of his wife and child.

3.0 Sirius Post-Azkaban

Sirius is still very clever, despite having been in prison for 12 years and being in various states of starvation and mental ill health:

In PoA He conjures manacles with another wizard’s wand, despite being 13 years out of practice.

In GoF he immediately recognises that Harry’s scar hurting is a bad sign,

‘ I’m flying north immediately. This news about your scar is the latest in a series of strange rumors that have reached me here. If it hurts again.’ GoF (this quote also ties in with my previous meta about him being a mature guardian).

He remembers how to deal with dragons, despite having probably not opened a book during his 12 years in Azkaban and one year living rough,

‘I was going to suggest a Conjunctivitis Curse, as a dragon’s eyes are its weakest point.’ GoF

He pieces the majority of the plot together, while half-starved in a cave and scrounging newspapers. Indeed, he is frustrated at himself for not being able to fully figure it out:

‘Sirius stared at the cave wall, then made a grimace of frustration.’ GoF

He understands Priori Incantatem immediately,

‘.....The Reverse Spell effect?” said Sirius sharply.’ GoF

In OoTP he studies his hand with interest (which is a nice nod to his curiosity) when he gets bitten by something and immediately fixes it,

‘ Sirius sustained a bad bite from a silver snuffbox; within seconds, his bitten hand had developed an unpleasant crusty covering like a tough brown glove.

“It’s okay,” he said, examining the hand with interest before tapping it lightly with his wand and restoring its skin to normal, “must be Wartcap powder in there.' OoTP

He heals the injury that Kreacher inflicts on Buckbeak

Despite being 13-14 years out of practice, he easily matches with some of the ‘best’ death eaters,

‘Now Sirius and Dolohov were dueling, their wands flashing like swords, sparks flying from their wand tips. ’ OoTP

Dumbledore describes him as,

' A brave, energetic and clever man.’

4.0 Sirius is also emotionally intelligent

Sirius understands emotions and is able to verbalise them. One of the key scenes that demonstrate both his emotional and intellectual intelligence, is the scene in the Shrieking shack where he is describing how he survived Azkaban,

‘ I don’t know how I did it,” he said slowly. “I think the only reason I never lost my mind is that I knew I was innocent. That wasn’t a happy thought, so the dementors couldn’t suck it out of me’

In this quote, he is demonstrating an understanding of the nuances of his emotions. Because yes he is innocent, but it’s not a happy thought because James, Lilly and 12 muggles are dead. So he understands that it’s not a thought that can bring him joy or hope, but a thought that has enough nuance to also not be bad.

' so when it all became . . . too much ... I could transform in my cell . . . become a dog.’

In this quote, he’s showing awareness of his mental limits and he also shows this during OoTP when he withdraws during his more intense periods.

‘ Dementors can’t see, you know. ...” He swallowed. “They feel their way toward people by feeding off their emotions. ... ‘

Here he is showing his intellect and how well he understands how Dementors work. And both types of intelligent merge in the next part of the quote,

‘ They could tell that my feelings were less — less human, less complex when I was a dog.’

He clearly understands the nuance and degrees of feelings and how some feelings are more surface level whereas others have caveats.

During the rest of the series, he shows his emotional intelligence in numerous ways,

By providing Harry the Hogsmeade slip and allowing Harry to feel like a normal child who has a guardian who cares for him.

During GoF, he allows Harry to talk despite having broken into a house and needing to talk to Harry about the task,

‘ I’m — ” For a second, Harry tried to say “fine” — but he couldn’t do it. Before he could stop himself, he was talking more than he’d talked in days. ’ GoF

And to be a good listener, you have to be emotionally intelligent.

3. He sends Harry a muddy pawprint as a good luck gift for the last task as he understands that Harry appreciates knowing that he’s thinking of him.

4.On the dark side of this, he’s able to deliver such cutting insults because he understands people so well. This is demonstrated by IMO is the only time he’s a bad godfather and I will never defend him for this,

‘You’re less like your father than I thought,’ He said finally, a definite coolness in his voice. ‘ The risk would’ve been what made it fun for James.’ OoTP

Here Sirius is demonstrating his understanding of how much Harry’s masculinity is rooted in his idealisation of James, so he goes for it.

In conclusion, Sirius Black is cannonically very emotionally and intellectually intelligent.

Note: I am happy to have a debate about this, but any ranting/abuse will be ignored :D

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