“What are you guys all doing in your pyjamas?” Sirius asked, entering the house Halloween afternoon.
“No jammies,” Harry said, cross with his Uncle Sirius for being silly. “Cossume,” he said, matter of factly.
James laughed, throwing him into the air.
“They’re werewolf pyjamas. We’re dressing up as werewolves!”
Sirius nodded slowly and laughed. “Well Happy Halloween Harry!” he boomed, handing him a chocolate frog.
As soon as he walked away, Sirius could see the fear in James’ face.
“What is it?” he asked quietly.
James shook his head, “I don’t know. Something. I can’t put my finger on it.”