"At that time, I..." Harry remembered what Lily had said before. "Dad, back then, did you...?"
He pressed his lips together, stopping himself halfway. His gaze began to wander, and he even felt some regret. Perhaps he should not have said something like that.
There was too much he wanted to ask, yet he feared that the answers he was about to hear would leave him not knowing how to face them.
"About that..." Sirius Black cut in. "Harry, how about this? When you're on holiday, if you still want to know, I'll tell you everything slowly."
"That's right!" Lupin added. "No matter who you want to ask, we'll tell you everything in full."
"Padfoot, that's a little sly of you!" James Potter said. "How can something like this be explained by you before I do?"
"Prongs?" Sirius Black and Lupin called out, their expressions both turning complicated.
What they were thinking more than anything was that, at least for now, Harry should still see his father as a tall, positive figure.
James Potter raised a hand and waved it. "Padfoot, Moony, I know what you mean."
"But I don't think the things Harry wants to know should be delayed any longer. Since he has already asked this much, I should explain it to him myself."
He turned to Harry. "Harry, I think Lily must have told you... what we did to Snape back then at Hogwarts."
"Yes!" He nodded heavily, his tone carrying a certain resolve. "I was the one who took the lead in doing those things. Lupin often tried to stop me."
"Prongs!" Sirius Black called out. "If you're going to admit those things, there's no need to take all the blame onto yourself."
He shrugged, his low voice becoming somewhat awkward. "I occasionally took the lead