"Sirius. This is getting" Remus cringed at the word. "serious."

"I have no idea what you're talking about." Said Sirius quickly, not meeting James, Peter and Remus's eyes.

"You need to stop buying tampons." Said James simply.

"And pads." Added Peter, which washed off the rather chirpy expression Sirius held right off.

"It's not like I have many…." Mumbled Sirius.

"You have fifty boxes of tampons and seventy-six packets of pads." Remus nodded and laid his hand on Sirius's knee reassuringly, taking in the electric current in sheer joy silently.

"Gee, Professor Lupin, I didn't know you could count." Said Sirius, with mock joy.

"No more feminine hygiene products." Ordered James, his usually smirk not on his face. We don't know where it is, it just isn't on his face okay? His mouth and other facial features are there though, don't worry. Actually, his iconic smirk is probably toying on Lily's thoughts… again. Just admit you want to shag James, Lily, geez. "Why do you even buy them?"

"Because the model advertising them has massive tits, and she's really, really fit." Grinned Sirius, his eyes glazed over, poorly drawing over a curtain that was clearly hiding a Sirius and tampon chick sexual fetish fantasy.

Please tell me I'm not the only one that is laughing at the thought of Sirius (somehow) being in a Muggle supermarket or watching TV, and suddenly he sees a tampon commercial (and we all know how vague those things are) and he's just sitting there fangirling because she's wearing a short skirt and has a massive rack. Then he'd turn into this weird zombie and buy all of the tampons in the shop to win the rack-tampon-chick's affection and love. Then the gang would hold an intervention for him and he would be all "But she was SO hot!".

I have a really weird sense of humour, okay?