"You know what?"
"No, but I'm guessing your next sentence will start with fuck you."
"Fuck you, Remus!"
"I think I have a better track record than Trelawney, at this point," Remus observed, and Sirius snickered.
The four boys were spread out on the grassy bank next to the lake, Sirius and Peter tickling the end of one of the giant squid's tentacles, while Remus and James finished their homework.
"Fuck all of you!"
"What did I do?"
"Not you, Peter. Fuck Remus and Sirius," James amended, and Peter nodded, going back to his squid tickling.
"No thanks, Prongs."
"You suck. You're the worst friends ever."
"That's not what you said last weekend when Padfoot smuggled that bottle of Firewhisky back from Hogsmeade," Peter said.
"…Changed me mind. Fuck you too, Peter."
"No thanks, James. Go harass Evans again."
"I'm not harassing!" James scowled, "She just hasn't figured out she's in love with me yet!"
"…Harassing, yes, that's what Peter said," Remus agreed.
"Fuck you, Remus!"
"No means no, Potter."
