"What sort of answer is that?" Sirius mumbled, but he didn't make any move at all to pull away. "Or would you rather the hard stuff instead of the wine?" Sometimes, Sirius wanted to forget that he was an adult and instead just roll up some gillyweed and pass it around along with a bottle of Ogden's in a brown paper bag. Say, he thought, that isn't a bad idea for the evening. Maybe it would help all of them forget what a bloody awful time of life they were living in.