"Cheers." Sirius raised bus glass as well, and polished it off. They couldn't go crazy on the stuff, not if they wanted it to last, but this was a special occasion after all.
It was a bit of a balm, knowing that Peter did something good in the end. The idea that the Marauders fell apart, that he and Moony weren't speaking, that Peter was a traitor, it was all just too foreign. He believed it, but he didn't think he'd ever truly accept it. And if his plan worked he wouldn't ever have to.
"Rigut. Enough depressing talk. Tell me about you! I have a feeling those books don't even come close to who you actually are."