Vendetta Saxon

[earlier that day]

Barty: Is he crying?

Evan: A little.

Barty, grabbing the phone: You should be wailing Black, you stone cold BITCH!

“I love Harry but fuck, kids are exhausting,” Sirius sighed, sinking into the couch and relaxing into Remus’s arms.

“No, you don’t want a mini-Sirius running around?” Remus chuckled, kissing his head. 

“Not yet,” the shorter man laughed. “A mini-Prongs is bad enough. I swear he saves all his energy for u–”

The sound of the Floo cut him off, causing them both to look to the fire.

“James!” Sirius shouted happily, as if he hadn’t just seen his best friend ten minutes ago.

“Hey, mate,” James replied, looking a bit nervous. “Erm, Reg sent me. It’s about Harry”

“Why? Is he okay? I swear I didn’t leave him alone with Padfoot,” Remus said nervously, ignoring Sirius’s indignant yell.

“He’s fine, but…did either of you happen to swear in front of him?” James asked, shifting from foot to foot.

All three men were silent for a long moment before Sirius broke. “I….may have said ‘shit’ when I dropped a spoon,” he admitted sheepishly. “Why, did Haz say it in front of Reg?”

“No,” James replied, chuckling a bit. “I’ve dropped that one in front of him so many times, you wouldn’t’ve been blamed for that. No, it was the fact that after I said ‘shit,’ Harry turned to me and said, ‘Don’t fucking curse, Da!’ Do you know anything about that?”

This time, it was Remus who felt himself turn bright red. “I…may have admonished Sirius after he swore in front of Harry,” he mumbled, looking down.

James, thankfully, burst out laughing. “But cursing more?”

“I was fucking pissed!” Remus retorted, shrugging.

“Well. Now Regulus is fucking pissed. So I’ll be sending him your way,” James grinned, heading back to the fire. “Thanks for fucking up my kid, Moons!” he called cheerfully.

Narcissa: Good morning.

Andromeda: Good morning.

Regulus: Good morning.

Bellatrix: You all sound like robots! Good morning, good morning. Come on. Spice it up a bit, will you?