Re: Log: James P/Sirius B
[There was some thrashing, legs churning water that remained warm long after it ought to have cooled, and James struggled in Sirius' grip.] Leggo!
[Heavy, black glasses finally fell from James' face and plunked to the depths before.
Realizing this was his opportunity, James wriggling in Sirius' grip, to stare, as menacingly as possible, at the other boy, knowing the sight of a sightless James would drive him to fear. Or so he hoped.]