"I don't do miracles," he said with a soft smile. He would have been a lot nastier if it hadn't been Albus, but some random man. "I still think that he's been cursed. That would explain it."
James laughed. "Are you implying that Scorpius is a tad self-centered?" He had stopped hating him a while back, and trusted him somewhat, but he wasn't blind to his faults.
He turned to look at Dylan and almost wished they could talk about Sirius again, because it seemed a lot less confusing than this. He didn't understand what was going on, but he also knew Dylan too well.
"You know, I've always had this question in my head? How can Cass be such a good liar and still be your father? No, really, because you're lousy, and not just at lying, but at evasion. You think that after all this time, you'd have learnt from me, but obviously no. So let's try again, why aren't you coming?" Dylan hadn't said so, but that was the bottom line unless he'd really misread, which rarely happened.