"Yeah?" he said with a frown. "And you spent those years in Azkaban. Really, how much maturing did you do in there? I think I like yo better like this that after spending another six or seven years in that place. Besides, I don't need a father figure. I have him already. I like you the way you are."
James laughed. "Fine, I have to stay alive to make sure you don't do anything stupid. Now, we just have to find a way to achieve that. Do you have a plan? Because that'd be real nice."
He looked at Sirius. "Well... I do trust you, and you're even less likely to tell than me, because you don't have to worry about the papers but your friends not talking to you. So if it came out, we'd both be screwed. There's nothing better than mutual self-interest to keep people quiet. That and vows, which I've had most of my girlfriends take." At least as soon as he smartened up.