27th of March. Happy birthday to me.
I know you do, James, and I know that I’m not your parents or your blood brother, but I’m not going anywhere. You’ll get through it. Hey this is good drink and I want some too. [Sirius sighed with a cringe.] Oh so you think you do. Marlene and I drink quite regularly, well a couple times. Bird is ruining me from snogging other girls too. They don’t smell like her.
You're my brother, it doesn't matter if it's through blood or not. [James sighed and took another sip of the drink before passing the bottle of whiskey back towards him,] Don't even talk to me about shagging Marlene, but I live with my girlfriend, and the woman I'm going to marry - of course I'm getting more sex than you. But wait, she's stopped you from snogging other people? Muggle Jesus mate, she's under your skin.














