James didn't think anyone would care if he went home or not. He snorted. "Punish? I was dying and some of these people couldn't be fucked to come and see me." He hadn't cared and still didn't, but he wouldn't let people paint him as the one causing dissention. "I'm just more honest that they are."
He looked at Sirius. "Fine we'll go inside and then we can go him." He turned to Remus. "Could you let Dylan and Craig know to meet us there." Not that he didn't think that they had heard, but he had more manners. "Let's go inside," he finally said, squeezing Sirius' hand.