A little drabble on Sirius Black's serious pun sensibilities. Couldn't resist. Rated T for minor suggestive adult themes.
"Last call!", Madam Rosmerta shouted above the din of various witches, wizards, vampires, goblins and shady-looking figures that could only be hags.
"Another round of shots, girls?", a tipsy Alice slurred, gesturing at a certain redhead.
"No, I think I'm done. It's getting late, I bet the boys will be wondering where we are", Lily replied.
"Yeah, right", Marlene snorted. "Ten galleons says Black is face-deep in a stripper at that new casino next to Scrivenshaft's."
Elsewhere -
"No Sirius, muggles don't bring pets to their pubs!"
"Bark."
"Dammit, James, tell Sirius we can't — "
"Mommy, look! Bambi!", the toddler pointed delightedly.
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