Sirius stuck up for his godson, shaking his head and telling Lily, “No, Evans. That is just plain wrong.”

Anonymous said: Sirius, do you like cheese?
What’s not to like?
Padfoot ★

Anonymous said: HAPPY BIRTHDAY PADFOOT!
THANK YOU MYSTERIOUS STRANGER!
Take off your invisibility cloak and maybe we can get better acquainted…
Padfoot ★
Thanks, babe!
My next shot of firewhiskey will be in your honor.
Padfoot ★
Today is my birthday and I have lost the bet against Evans.
Bollocks.
Padfoot ★
P.S. Stay tuned for my punishment.
P.S.S. If you love me, add me on Pottermore: SilverSword95.
Lily would answer “Yes Snuffles?” whenever he did this. It never failed to shut him up.
Whenever James had to order his son to stop when he caught him either going out of bounds or about to do something dangerous, both Harry and Sirius would stop dead in their tracks, until James rolled his eyes and said, “Not you, Padfoot.”
Regardless, Sirius still looked guilty each time.
They went up to Moony and told him their idea. James slapped Moony on the back and said that he had complete faith in him. Sirius winked and told him not to screw it up. A month later, the potion was ready and James and Sirius were anxious to try it out. Remus carefully divided it into two goblets and they each deposited a bit of their hair into the one placed before them. Sirius’ potion burned iridescent silver and James’ glowed fiery scarlet. They switched goblets and downed the potion in one gulp. After an hour, both boys returned to their common room and never spoke of it again.
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