Dec 23

“Well?” Sirius prodded impatiently. “Was there?”

“Was there what?”

“Whipped cream, you dolt.”

“No, and there will never be whipped cream, so stop asking.”

“Well, if you would play your cards right, there would be whipped cream, but I’m fully cognizant of the fact that that’s impossible for you, so you’re probably right.”

“Oh, I played my cards just fine.” All three Marauders’s heads jerked up.

Sirius grinned and clapped James on the shoulder. “I see whipped cream in your future, my friend.”