Harry was seated in the middle of the room, grinning widely at Sirius' antics on the Leaky stage. It had been ages since his godfather had performed, and Harry was starting to feel warm and loose from the ales he'd already consumed.
With magic going increasingly awry, tensions were running high all over. Harry was determined to leave his worries behind for the night, and enjoy the spectacle that was Sirius Black, man's man and dog's dog.