"They’re dating, I just know it. “A boy and a girl can't be best friends without having ulterior motives. And don’t call me one of those muggle devices that girls use.”

James was under the impression that [it] was a grotesquely vile disease that made your fingers and toes shrink, and that it made you foam at the mouth; second-years gossiping in detention about their older sister’s boyfriend’s personal problems were such reliable sources. Sirius’s fingers did look a bit stubby, now that James thought about it, and he could have sworn he passed a hysterical Hufflepuff six year a few days ago who was on the verge of spewing the white bubbly stuff out.