"I hope they come here. We could do with more pranksters!"
Sirius jumped up to try and touch the ceiling. He'd never actually managed it, but he felt like he came closer this time. He hadn't gotten much taller than seventh year, maybe all that running and fighting for his life got him into better shape.
"Why did you give it to Dumbledore?" Sirius matched his energy to James, and tried not to get angry. If James had had the cloak... If Sirius had know he didn't have it, maybe...