Breakfast

by GlowInTheDarkBubbleFight

A letter landed on Remus's lap during breakfast and Sirius, who had woken later than the rest, bound silently into the Potter's homey kitchen. I've had this thing for ages and I figured I might as well publish it. I'll probably add something more later, but I'm not sure I'll ever get around to it.

"Oi! Who's that letter from?"

"Merlin, Padfoot you're going to give me a heart attack one of these days. It's from Lily."

"Evans? Why's she writing to you? She hates us!"

"Nah, Pete, she just hates you three. She's invited me to her birthday, though. And no, James I won't deliver your present. You have an owl for that and I'm trying to make her day better, not worse."

"Don't go, then. It'll make her day"

"Padfoot, my dear friend, do I detect a note of jealousy in your voice? Are planning on coveting my presence for the entire summer?"

"Yodunhut!"

"Ughh! Sirius, don't talk with your mouth full!"

"Ey, Wormy why do you suddenly care about table manners? You're not secretly dating Evans, are you?"

"Since you sat across from me, you sod. I think I've got pancake in my hair. Anyway, I could never date Evans. It would ruin my sordid affair with, um, James!"

"Your WHAT with me, Wormtail? Do you berks want me to throw up all over this-"

"James Potter! There will be no talk of that at the breakfast table!"

"Dad, did you hear what Wormy just said? Surely me mentioning puke is the least off-putting thing you've heard this morning!"

"Just eat your breakfast."