Aw, BAKED GOODS! I love that the the Aurors were as easily sidetracked from their investigations ("Rye? My grandmother used to make rye.") as I was from my concern about Sirius. "Don't worry, Remus, Sirius will come back. Meanwhile, tell me more about your sourdoughs." And I'm glad Sirius' return was accompanied by a stick bun. You gauge your audience well, W.

This is my sourdough starter and you can see the bubbles from where it's rising, because the yeast is alive."
Both Aurors took a hasty step back.
"Alive, but very small," Remus qualified.

Ha! I adore magic as a metaphor in so may different scenario, but I'd never even thought about baking. Enjoyed! M.