Moony & Padfoot
Merlin, we used to hate each other. If she turns up from before 7th year, she'll laugh herself thinking I was best man at her wedding and godfather of her child.
Fuck knows why, it's not like I was ever nice to any of them. Birds here are alright though, so far.
Will do.
[...] Any chance you want to sleep with me and James, tonight? We could all kip in the front room. If Prongs wants to, as well. He's shook up with this Harry thing, still, and a lot of the time [...] he needs me near, which is alright, but sometimes he needs to be on his own, and I can respect that but I hate it. I hate him being unhappy and I hate being alone and I hate that you and I out of sync.