"Of course you are." Sirius smirked and patted Regulus on the shoulder.
"It does a little." Sirius shook his head as he grinned though, it was disappointing - though he still held out hope that he'd succeed one day, in the very distant future. Perhaps when Regulus was too old to fight him on it anymore. "I already wear dress robes for all the important events." He reminded his brother. "I haven't even gotten close to wearing jeans to a public function since I've been back, I think that should count for something. Oh all right, no pictures. I'll just have to get a pensieve." He smirked as he finished.
"I know he does, I know that. I've trained with him - helped him, and I know he's good, but that doesn't make this any easier." He sighed, Regulus was right - he wouldn't do anyone any good, least of all James, if he couldn't keep his cool when it came down to it. "Yeah, yeah okay." He nodded, though the actions would be harder than the words he knew.