"Why?"
James smirked. "Because I said so. I have plans and I don't intend to let you leave just yet, so you'll have to come along."
Sirius sighed and slid out of bed. "My father will kill me if he sees me in this stuff." Even as he was saying it, he changed into them.
"No worries," James assured him. "Your father will never see them."
"Thanks, mate. Can I borrow a robe of yours when I go home?"
"Who says you're going home?" James smirked.