Re: log, Hogsmeade: Victoire W/Sirius B/some James P
"It was starting to grow on me, I think I was pulling it off," he said trying to seem as unbothered as possible by the blue nose but secretly glad it was gone. If only because he couldn't stop going cross eyed to look at it. "Don't do what? What's the Ministry got to do with anything? I haven't done anything, and believe me, I've always done something."
He shifted in his seat, hands resting in his lap and he was about to grab James' shoulder under the table when she started going on about Harry Potters and James' dad. Remus' son. But he assumed he was in fact paying attention. So he just sat there face confused, and head tilted a bit to the side. Not unlike a very confused dog. Second nature by now really. "Please don't bat-bogey hex me, the last time that happened I think it was at this exact table. But I promise you I am exactly who I say I am." He started to whisper someone what fiercely then, in case the Ministry really was after him. Apparently her paranoia was contagious. "My name is Sirius Black, I'm waiting for my last year of Hogwarts to start, and instead of being in the South of France with my tosser of a best mate, I'm sitting here being told I'm crazy and the date on everything is all wrong.. And that is all I know."