[Sirius apparates to James' flat around dinner time, pizza and firewhiskey in hand when he shows up in the middle of the entryway.] Prongs! You'd better not have a cock shoved up your ass right now!
Now that's a dopey Padfoot smile, I'm so glad you guys got back together. Though [he prods his chest] neither of you have got round to telling me how that happened
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