James glared at Peter. "You'd better leave now." Not that he wasn't going to find Sirius. If Pettigrew was still around, then James would make sure that he'd go home with a few black and blues, and that was just a beginning.
He turned to look at Cass. "I don't want him kicked out. I want him hurt, and I don't care what my father says. He can fuck off too. I seem to be saying that a lot lately. I'm sure he'll tell you," he said calmly.