"Seriously, Sirius, you're being way too harsh. Look at how you scared the poor girl. We're prefects, we should be nicer to the first-years."
In the Hogwarts corridor, James stood with his hands on his hips, wearing his head boy badge, and looked helplessly at Sirius, who was leaning lazily against the wall next to him.
The person being complained about opened his eyes, gave him a faint glance, and let out a soft snort.
Chapter 135