Sirius, however, most of the time –miraculously- got things right.
Somehow, he did well in school.
He somehow managed to fall for his best friend that was also gay for him.
Overall, he got away with most of the rule breaking he carried off.
However, on this particularly drizzly and grey Sunday morning, Sirius Black got something wrong.
Very, very wrong.
"James…" He whispered, barely able to force the word from his lips over all the shock. "James!"
James appeared few moments later, his scruffy hair in all sorts of positions.
"I-I broke Remus' book." He stammered.
James' face dropped too. "Shoot, how'd you manage that?"
There was a damp, unpleasant touch to the air.
Sirius and James were both fully aware that there were two things Remus loved: Books and Sirius.
"Dropped it in the bath." He whispered, holding up the waterlogged collection of pages for James to inspect.
"You're so dead."
Suddenly, lightning struck over Sirius' face. Grinning a toothy smile, he looked James directly in the eye and said "I'm going to order him twelve hundred books from Flourish and Blotts!".
Laughing airily, he went out of the room. This only left James in the empty and poorly lit dormitory, muttering about how that probably wasn't a responsible way to spend his uncle's inheritance.