Re: James/Scorpius
"It was... surreal," he said, laughing. "We were going dancing, and all of a sudden she was pulling up her shirt, asking me to sign her bra, and of course, I couldn't not ask Sirius to do the same."
James shrugged. "They are different, but they aren't bad, even Regulus. He's stuck on traditions, that's true, but he doesn't give Sirius a hard time." True, he'd probably throw a party if they split up, but at least he wasn't giving them a hard time. "I'm sure Sirius understands, but he might not be as liberal as you think. Still, it might be worth talking to them."
He shook his head. "I'm not saying anything, except that you're eighteen and just got fired, and need to find another one. I don't know what you like, but you have to find that thing. No one else can tell you, and no I haven't seen the painting. I'm pretty sure the Fidelius stops me from seeing it. Al forgot to tell me."
He stared for a moment, and then laughed. "You're not for real, are you? You're talking to the man who just quit his job after three years of training to get one with your grandmother. I'm not exactly the best job counsellor."