"I'm not sure I want to think of this as a meat potion," he deadpans, lifting up another spoonful of stew to eat, even if the corners of his lips are curving up in amusement at the thought of a meat potion course that Sirius might've taken.

He pushes right back at Sirius' foot, grinning the whole time. "What, am I meant to eat all of this?" he protests, gesturing to the pot. "I know I'm a bit on the lean side, but this is a bit much at one time."