"Anyway -" Harry said, trying to keep the conversation on trak. He shifted his position slightly, moving as if he dismissed the sidetrack he had gotten himself onto "- that's besides the point. We're calling because we want to name him after you-"<br/>"No, I'm not allowing that -"<br/>"No, Sirius, listen - wouldn't it be nice? Doesn't<span style="font-style: italic">Seriously gullible </span>Potter-Weasley have a nice ring to it?"<br/>As the line fell silent, a wide grin appeared on Harry's face.<br/>"You<span style="font-style: italic">absolute</span>twat, Harry, you almost gave me a heart attack - am I on speaker phone? Are you being a twat in front of your friends?" Despite the harshness of his words, Sirius sounded positively relieved by the turn the conversation had taken.<br/>"Yeah, say hi."<br/>"You all teens should just - just<span style="font-style: italic">not</span>be in straight relationships. You're too bloody young and one of you all will get pregnant -"<br/>"Mmh," Harry just agreed, as he rested his chin in his hand, obviously and surprisingly having heard this speech before. "No straight sex before marriage," Harry said in as monotome a voice as the alcohol in his system allowed him.<br/>"No straight sex before marriage, you are absolutely right - just don't do it, it's not worth it, kids."<br/>"Alright, Sirius, thank you for the sex talk, we all appreciate it very much," Harry said, straightening his back.<br/>"Fantastic advice, Sirius," Seamus chimed in from across the room.<br/>"Take care, see ya," Harry ended the call. Once his phone was safely back into his pocket, his eyes turned to Pansy as he, with a crooked grin, waited for her approval of the completed dare.