"Oh yeah." Sirius nodded his head, he could assure him of that. "First time I saw his room, I thought my head would explode. He had so much stuff, the rotten bastard." He grinned, sitting across from Harry and facing him. What a tiny boy. "He loved playing around, your dad did. And your grandparents? They were aces. The best people. And they loved him a lot, so they got him whatever he wanted. But James was really generous too, you know? He always shared what he had. Really good bloke."