"Well, if a passed out body is all you need to get your rocks off, Potter, wait, oh...I'd say wait an hour, maybe two. You won't even need the drinks." She smiled and continued to play with his hair, tugging it up into little spikes. The early morning air was chilly, but nice somehow. Refreshing.
"I know Sirius won't give it up...I just think it's unhealthy. Remus is gone more and more. And 'Paddycakes' is welcome to dinner anytime he likes..." She tugged James' hair just a little too hard. A complete accident, of course. "That is, if he can manage to choke it down. You sure manage right well enough. You're a little piggy you are, gobbling down your food before it even touches your plate." And she proceeded to oink like a pig, pulling on his hair with each oink.