for hogwarts, assignment 4, history of muggles, task 5a: Write about someone getting arrested.
for back to school event, handyhitwitches: (dialogue) "Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling."
word count: 346 by google docs
Sirius' least favorite part of getting arrested is all the flashing lights. He hates the lights. True, it's considerate of the police to give him a little notice that they're coming, but it's still way too bright for Sirius, who works mainly at night.
As soon as he sees the lights, he quickly curses himself for being so sloppy in his job, and then runs. The car catches up to him, of course. He only has human legs, not wheels that can speed along at forty miles per hour. He sighs and puts his hands up, holding them behind his head.
"Hands where I can see them," a voice calls through a megaphone in side the police car.
"Already there, gorgeous," Sirius says lazily. A thin, tall man comes out of the car and Sirius bites down on his tongue. His remark was right. The policeman is gorgeous, at least in his opinion.
"You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can—and will—be held against you in a court of law."
Sirius grins toothily, his tongue sticking out slightly. "Aw, come on. I've heard that line a thousand times. Why don't you come up with something new for once?"
"I—" The officer clenches one of his fists and grabs his handcuffs. "Sirius Black, you are under arrest."
"Oh, boy, Officer—" Sirius squints at his chest, trying to see his name tag. "—Lupin." Officer Lupin shoots Sirius a glare and clicks the handcuffs onto his wrist. "Hey, darling," Sirius says, chuckling as the officer leads him to the police car. "have you ever done anything chaotic in your entire life? You seem a little high strung."
"Chaos is what killed the dinosaurs, darling," the officer replies, shooting him another deep glare as he pushes him into the backseat.
"Hey, if you don't arrest me and instead go out with me, I can show you what chaos is really like. I'm fun, I swear."
"Go out with—" Officer Lupin splutters. "Who do you think you are?"
"Sirius Black," Sirius replies, smirking from the backseat. "Chaos extraordinaire."