"How dare you!? I've never in my life made any mischie-- Well, all right." Sirius stopped his protests mid-way and sat down next to Remus, casually slinging an arm around him. "But, Moony. Mate. Darling boy. Nothing could have been further from my thoughts today. I was all atwitter with worry instead!"

He looked over to James, who was indeed being fed potatoes. Aw. True love. "Prongs! Was I not atwitter?"

"What's a twitter?" Peter felt he'd missed something. Nothing new there.