Sirius frowned. Of course Harry would be famous but he'd never stopped to think about that. To Sirius Harry was his godson, the boy he had orphaned,not the Boy Who Lived.

"Me too."

He followed Cedric's gaze and thought vaguely of turning into a dog to chase the creature- he could use the exercise and and excuse to do something silly like that but it was best that he didn't tip his hand. Never knew when being an unlicensed Animagus would come in handy. Or land him in prison. It might not have been listed as illegal in the constitution he read but illegality hadn't stopped people before.

"What's he like? Harry, I mean."