It was a rainy day, and the Quidditch field was turning into mud. James quietly stared out the dorm room window, disappointed. Sirius lay in his bed, groggily reading a book, for once.
"I could've had a nice round with Zachary Heaves," he sighed.
Sirius bolted up upright in shock. "You're friends with Zach Heaves??"
"Yea, is that a problem?" James asked, tilting his head a bit.
"That boy is the master of manipulation! He will manipulate you into being his friend, use you, and ditch you!" Sirius stated, anger bubbling in his throat. "I would know because he did it to me!"
"Zach is the sweetest guy ever, and why should I believe you? You don't WANT me to have other friends. Sorry Sirius, but i'm out of here."
James strode out of the door and Sirius looked at it, dumbfounded. "He'll learn, but it's gonna hurt him."