"You know half that table over there has been slamming my family for centuries for being blood traitors. Can't say I feel bad for judging them. They've been judging me before they got into the house. Now they're all just in one handy location so I know who to avoid." Grinning, James gave Sirius a thumbs up and then watched as Severus went up, the sorting hat on his head. "Oh, your mate is going up t--"

"SLYTHERIN"

"He got into Slytherin." James stated the obvious rather happily, watching the boy head over to his table, shooting looks over at Sirius. "He's looking at you. Urgh, how does he see past his hair?"