A small black cat hopped up on the table via a spring from the floor, then shifted into his human form, sitting on the table with legs dangling over edge between Harry and Sirius. He wrinkled his nose at the cigarette in Sirius' hand. "Someone is going to need a breath charm before he will be kissed," he warned, then reached for the bottle of cognac and refilled his empty glass. He glanced at Harry and winked. "If these two are going to keep this up at home, we'll have to charm the house to do something dire to them, yes? Or at least put up protections against fire."
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