Re: [Locked: Sirius/James]
[The thought of Azkaban frightened anyone in their right mind. James peered through the haze of smoke. He adjusted his glasses again out of habit, before running a hand through his hair, sending it to even more disarray.] No. [He rubbed at an eye.] It—but you didn't, Sirius. Or are you repeating this because you intend to hurt him if he appears?