Well, Sirius writes in bold, and James writes in italics. That's all you need to know. Enjoy!
"Why, Padfoot, is today, a Monday, the day before exams, double History of Magic period? I mean, today, of ALL days? Padfoot? SIRIUS!" "What now Prongs?", Sirius said sleepily before going back to doodling on a piece of parchment. (Except he said it more like "Vvhayt naah Pwonn?") I grabbed the piece of parchment where Sirius had written, Ask her out, ask her out, ask her out... "Padfoot, what in the name of the goblin rebellion on 1979 is this?", I wrote on the parchment, then passed it to him. Not'in. Oh come on, Padfoot, who's the unlucky girl? PRONGS! You know that any wonderful girl in Hogwarts would swoon over me, cuz I'm so dashingly handsome! You didn't answer my question, Padfoot. Not planning to. Is it Angela? Nope. Prewett? No way! Lober? Nooooo. McGonacall? *NOTES END* At this, Sirius really yelled "WHAT?", And professor Binns had to stop and stare sleepily over the students. I hastily hid the parchment. When Binns finally went on to drone about the Goblin rebellion of 1833, I doubled up in silent laughter. Sirius looked faintly annoyed. "Hey, Padfoot, Padfoot! Get this!" "What?" "Why so Sirius, Sirius?!" I laughed again, not silently as before, though. Now Sirius looked wounded. "How dare you, you filthy little mandrake, use my own joke against me!",He cried. Then Evans, who was sitting behind us, glared daggers on us. I nervously ran my hand through my hair. "Um, A-alright Evans?", I gave a weak smile. She glared at me, then whisper-yelled to Sirius, "WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE GOBLIN REBELLION OF 1979 ARE YOU DOING!?" I grinned at Sirius, "Told ya it was a real saying!" Sirius looked really annoyed at me, then turned to Evans.
"Um W-wwe umm were uhh-" "Just trying to guess who Padfoot's going to ask out to Hogsmeade! I know who I'M going with." I waggled my eyebrows Evans. She looked disgusted, then pretended to be deep in thought. "Lemme guess. McKinnon isn't it?" She smirked when Sirius turned red. "Boys.", she muttered. And started to take notes, but before she could- "EVANS, POTTER, AND BLACK!", Binns yelled at the top of his lungs in his wheezy voice, "YOU HAVE BEEN TALKING IN MY CLASS FOR THE LAST 20 MINUTES! DETENTION, ALL THREE OF YOU! Lily, this is very disappointing. I would have thought better of you! McGonacall's office, NOW!"
Sirius looked how I felt. Getting out of History of Magic was the best! Then I heard someone sobbing. It was Evans.
"Evans, hey wait, EVANS!", and I ran after her.
Sirius sighed. "Prongs and Evans *sigh*..."