“— — Would you believe me
if I said it was hippogriff piss? “
Sirius fought the smirk that was steadily
sneaking onto his lips.
” It’s surprisingly sweet, no? “
He spits it out, half
because of disgust
and half because
of surprise. He wipes
his mouth on his
sleeve before he looks
up at his so-called-
friend and glares.
“I hate you.”