James raised an eyebrow. "Mate, this who coming back from the dead must have killed a few brain cells if you think I'll have people call me Junior and not hex them. You can call me Jamie," he said with a grin. "Sirius will just have to get used to it."
He looked around, searching for Remus. "Well, I'll just have to keep searching for him. It's not like there's much to do you anyway," he said.
He realised that he might not even have that much time to talk to people. If Nott was right and the shortness of breathing was the beginning, he might be dead sooner rather than later. He would miss the chance to get to know these men he had admired so much as a kid and that really hurt. "I'm glad you're back. Dad is ecstatic."