Re: Log: James P/Sirius B
[James grinned back from his halo of bubbles. He floated along.] It takes all of us to manage it for you, mate. I get whatever's left over, if anything is. [Now he opened an eye, his face entirely mischievous.
James sunk into the water and swam his way over to Sirius, unashamed. (They'd walked back together, entirely starkers, from the Lake on more than one occasion, after a group of Slytherins had stolen their robes. There was nothing new to see here.) His fingers on the lip of the bath, chin atop them, he looked up at his mate.] You're here to cheer me up? [He sighed. His usually messy hair was not to be tamed by the physics of water. It sprung in every direction.
The boy appeared dejected a moment, before he launched up and dragged Sirius into the warm water bodily, robes and all. He laughed, swimming away almost immediately, to get out of range of Sirius' rage.] You absolute twat.