"I have all kinds of ideas but I don't think they're really your style. Perhaps one day, if we're both so lucky, it'll suit you." He wasn't stupid, he knew he stood no chance if he played it fast and reckless. He probably stood no chance anyway but at least he could try. Later. When he had more framework in place.

Stretching out his legs lazily, he leaned against the tree and looked ahead, hands stroking Sirius' hair still. "Do you ever think we would stop being friends? These days, I worry about it."