Left to Offer.
Late Spring 1994
…
Sirius had given him much this evening, Dumbledore was quite tired. He had listened, questioned and watched. But he had little information that he could use now.
Dumbledore wondered how tried Sirius was. He looked weary, but more from the threat of returning to Azkaban still without having committed the crime he would be imprisoned for.
"I hold little sway with the Minister," Dumbledore began.
"The house," Sirius said. "You can have the house for the Order's meetings. It needs work, cleaning, but father warded it well."
They sounded like the last words of a dying man; relieved and accepting.