"I hate this," he said. "The moment things settle down, there's something else. It never fucking ends, and the problem is that if someone doesn't step up, and there's no Order, things might get even worse." Did he really want a more powerful Voldemort?
James laughed. "Yes, love, and I think the fact that you're partial might colour the truth a little, but that's just a thought. Don't mind me." He kissed Sirius again, smiling at him. "I don't think that's why they thought of me. I think they thought of me because they think they can use me. I might just surprise them."
He sighed again. "I don't want to. I like us now, and I like being able to laze about, but I think I ought to. Someone needs to keep an eye on those two, and the alternative is letting the Order dismantle. You'll help talk to Remus and Regulus, yes? I really don't want problems with them, and hopefully they'll see why I'm doing this."