Here was some weirdness. It was odd for James to have to explain, yet again, that he wore contacts. The thought sobered him just a little, bringing his thousand watt grin down to a normal smile. "I can see fine." He pointed at his eyes, "Muggle magic." He didn't really enjoy touching his eye and pulling out a contact, but he could if Padfoot didn't believe him. "And I gotta be up sometimes. I have to take Bree to school."
There was a lot he figured he'd have to explain, but James didn't much fancy having to get to all of it. He much preferred playing and roughing around. He and Sirius - the older young Sirius - hadn't been playful lately and he'd been missing it.