“That’s exactly what I want to do,” Sirius replied. He sat up now—leaned forward over his bent knees. “I’m already in trouble with them, Wormtail. What do you imagine it means to be a disinherited Black, anyway? I’m in trouble with them, and I plan on continuing to get into trouble with them whenever and however I can.”
“But you don’t want to get expelled,” Remus spoke up, finally joining the others on the grass. “And you’re already on probation, Padfoot…”
“Oh, who cares?” Sirius relaxed again. “There’s a war on. School isn’t…”
“You can’t think like that,” argued Remus. “If you go starting fights with every sodding pureblood out there, you’ll…”
“Catch a few death eaters?”
“End up dead or in Azkaban.”
“Everyone ends up dead eventually,” said Sirius carelessly, and Peter looked back at him immediately.
Once you reach your 6th Year in Hogwarts, you start to get used to all the shit.

Harry Potter, the youngest seeker in a century.
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