“Of course I am!” she shot back with a huff, although her expression was one of definite amusement even though she rolled her eyes at his keen observation about the sort of book it was, like half shirtless man and the damsel gripping one of his muscular legs on the cover wasn’t a dead giveaway. Lily knew Sirius was from a proper wizarding family – maybe they didn’t have bad romance novels. How terribly sad for them!
Crossing her arms over her chest at his question she shook her head, “well if you don’t know I’m certainly not going to tell you, and I pity your next girlfriend very much,” she sniffed, flicking her long red hair over one shoulder. Truthfully she had no idea why the reclusive beekeeper’s bosom was heaving all the time either – but he didn’t need to know that.