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The morning did not start off well, despite having charms, again, which should have been an easy class, breakfast was ruined for Sirius. A letter arrived for him, scarlet and smoking.

His first thought was that his mother must have been extra mad with him because her usual take was that family matters were best kept in the family. Therefor, he panicked when the owl dropped it in front of him.

James freaked too. "Get that oughta here before it blows!" He said, pretending to duck and cover.

He took off running for the entrance hall and was in such a panic that he didn't even notice James following. The letter exploded just as he set his foot hit the first step of the marble staircase.

"Sirius Black, I am ashamed to call you my son! In one week, you have managed to cause more trouble than any other member of the House of Black in family history!" His mother's voice rang out unnaturally loud in the empty hall and he was sure that anyone sitting just inside the doors could hear it. "How dare you act this way in school! I cannot believe how bad your behavior has been. I received a letter from your head of house last night stating that you have earned a detention. Did your father and I raise you to behave like a common mudblood? As though you have no manners? And Narcissa tells me that you've been hanging around blood traitors and the like, I will not permit this! The Potter family is nothing but a family of blood traitor, unbefitting the company of a Black! You will socialize with pure blood students, befitting your family name. I am appalled. I am disgusted. You are behaving like muggle trash! If you do not amend your behavior, your father and I will come down to the school and deal with you ourselves."

The letter caught flames and shriveled to the ground. He turned and leaned on the bannister, watching the final scraps burn and twist into ash. His eyes drifted upward and met a pair of knees. They went a little higher and met a chest and with great effort he made them go even higher and they met with the very shocked face of James Potter.

Sirius looked at him, feeling drained. He couldn't think of anything at all to say.

James' mouth fell open and he looked down at the letter in disgust. "Was that your mother?" He asked quietly.

Sirius looked down at him from his place of the stares and nodded.

There was a thick silence. They could hear the nose from breakfast and hear the clinking of spoons and plates but in the entrance hall neither of them spoke.

James was staring at the letter. He had a look of puzzled disgust fixed on his face.

Sirius wished he would say something.

James looked up and he looked a bit angry. "I thought you were alright." He said, face twisting in disgust.

"I am alright." Sirius whispered. "It's her that's not and I promise I'm not like her."

James looked down at the remains of the letter again and nodded. "Guess that's why you didn't wave goodbye to her on the train then."

Sirius nodded too and sank onto the step. He crushed the scraps form the letter beneath his heel and. stared up at James, waiting for hm to say more.

James came and leaned against the bannister opposite from where Sirius had been standing. "She doesn't seem very pleasant." He said.

"She's not."

James nodded and rested his elbows on the banister, watching him closely.

"Look, I'm sorry she said hat stuff about your family."

James waved it off. "It's true and we're proud of it."

Sirius chuckled a little, still nervous. "I wish I could say the same thing." He said.

James shrugged. "So, are you going to start socialize with pure blood students, befitting your family name now?" He asked.

"Not a chance."

James grinned. "Good. You wanna go back to breakfast?"

Sirius took one last look at the charred remains of the howler and nodded. "Sure."

James punched his arm. "Cheer up. I'm not gonna hold your mum against you."

Sirius smiled gratefully. He could never tell James just how much that meant to him. "Thanks."

They returned to their seats at the house table and Remus gave him a small smile. "Everything alright?" He asked.

James nodded. "Right as rain, mate." He grabbed a piece of toast and began buttering it. "So, charms today, is it? That should be easy."

Peter nodded. "Yep." He looked at his plate doubtfully. "I hope Flitwick doesn't give us any hard work."

"Peter, you are pathetic." Sirius said, trying to get back into the swing of things. He wanted to put the letter as far away from himself as possible. He was at Hogwarts and his parents were at home. They were worlds away.

They hurried on to class and James made a conscious effort to take Sirius's mind off of the howler. He earned several disproving looks from Flitwick but they didn't deter hm in the slightest.

They headed on to Transfiguration with higher spirits. It was then that they remembered the detention but somehow it wasn't that big of a deal.

Before class, McGonagall called them up to her desk and handed them both pieces of paper. "You two have detention Saturday night with Madam Hooch. You'll be helping her polish all of the school brooms."

They looked at each other, taht didn't sound so bad.

"No more nonsense like that, understood?"

They nodded and returned to their seats.

This time she addressed the class. "Good afternoon. I'm professor McGonagall, head of the transfiguration department." She waved her wand in front of the black board and her name appeared in gold lettering. "Transfiguration is one of the most difficult subjects you will learn at Hogwarts. I do not expect many of you to catch on right away but lack of effort is not an excuse." She then immediately set about giving them a long page of boring and complex notes to copy. By the end of class, Sirius was sure his hand would fall off.

They made their way down to dinner with Peter begging them to let him copy their notes. He had fallen asleep.

"Detention on our first Saturday!" James cried indignantly. "Can you believe it?"

Sirius nodded bitterly.

They ate in a gloomy silence that was only occasionally broken by a sigh or a groan and then spent the rest of the evening doing McGonagall's homework.

The next morning they were greeted with double potions. Sirius groaned. He did not want to spend the whole day over a boiling cauldron of whatever Slughorn would assign them to make and when the day was finally over, they still had Astronomy at midnight.

James fell asleep on a couch in the common room and had to be woken up before the class.

It was boring work, the Astronomy teacher talked for quite a while and then berated several students for not bringing their equipment before the class. When class finally ended, they dragged themselves back down stares to bed and fell promptly asleep.

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Next chapter is detention and a surprise visit from a very special ghost!