"James, you've gone soft," Sirius stated with a frown.

James stared at him, his voice devoid of emotion. "Not pranking someone at school doesn't make me soft. I have better things to care about." "Like what?" Sirius asked, feeling uneasy. He knew he had crossed a line by calling James out for taking his Head Boy duties seriously.

"Like making sure my wonderful boyfriend doesn't get blown up in Potions," James replied, raising an eyebrow, or rather, considering the recent Potions class, eyebrow (he only had one at the moment).

"It hadn't been a prank," He said. "He started it!"

"Anyway, I filed this incident," James said.

"Soon, we'll have enough to get him out for life, or at least until he proves to the Potion Union he'll be better,"

"That better happen," Sirius muttered. He kissed James. "I like this plan of yours,"

"Do you?" James asked.

"Yeah! It means that this badge," He pointed to the Head Boy badge on the pillow. "Hasn't changed you,"