the_debt_of_time

Flustered, James tried to play it off. "That's completely different."
"If by different, you mean that Lily doesn't have your name tattooed on her, then
sure." Sirius nodded and turned away from James, reaching for his Morning Mouthwash
Potion.
"You're taking the piss!" Remus gaped at him.
Sirius tried very hard not to laugh at the look on his face. He had once snorted
Morning Mouthwash Potion, and it burnt all the hairs out of the inside of his nose. After
spitting, Sirius ran his tongue over his teeth, schooled his features, and smiled at Remus's
reflection in the mirror. "What can I say? The witch loves me."
"You actually convinced Mia to get a tattoo of your name?" Peter stared at him in
absolute awe. "On her body?"
"No, idiot, on her book bag," Sirius said, ignoring the noises that were coming from
James on his other side. "Yes, on her body, and I hardly needed to do any convincing," he
insisted and then added as an afterthought, "that I remember."
"You got my sister drunk and took her to a tattoo shop?!" James snapped.
"Not like it's the first time. And I did not get her drunk. You got her drunk.
Technically, you got us both drunk, and then just left us at the Leaky to fend for ourselves.
Whatever else were we supposed to do?"
"Not get tattoos?" James suggested incredulously.
"Where's the fun in that? Besides, she likes it."
"W-Where'd she get it?" Peter inquired.
Sirius turned and glared at him, remembering years earlier when they had all found
out that Peter had once spied on Remus and Mia having sex. Sirius was not about to fall
into a similar situation.
"Nowhere Prongs wants to know, and nowhere either of you is ever going to see."
He gestured to Remus and Peter both, the former laughing at the threat, considering he
could easily say he had seen just as much of Mia as Sirius had. Peter, however, looked
properly ashamed of himself for even asking in the first place. James just looked
embarrassed.