Sirius's Problems-Ch 2

Disclaimor: I own nothing, JK Rowling owns everything, I am just an idiot with a dream...

A/N:This fic is back by popular demand, so here it is, with a lead on to Sirius's problems, as hinted by the title.

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By the time Sirius got to the Ball, people started dancing, eating, trying to spike the punch...Professor MacGonagal put an anti-insert on the punch bowl so that no one would do anything evile, to many people's disappointment:). Anyway, as Sirius glanced around the Great Hall, he didn't see anyone else who was single. His shoulders started to droop, but caught himself in time.

"Don't do that," he thought to himself, "Don't let that spoil your fun, or anyone else's for that matter." But then he saw Snape. He was dancing with an incredibly ugly girl, who he didn't recognize. "Maybe I should take that last part back," he thought, a devilish smile spreading across his face.

When the ugly couple got up to dance, Sirius went across the room to set a spell on their cups of punch. "Darn! Why did McGonagal have to put that anti-insert spell on the punch bowl?" He then decided to cast a spell on Snape himself. "Tarantallegra!" Sirius whispered, and Snape started dancing, totally off the beat of the music.

Sirius doubled over with laughter, and Snape looked at Sirius with fury. He reached for his wand...

But then, the ugly girl said, "Wow, Severus. You're a great dancer!" Snape actually blushed.

"Well, we can't have that, now, can we?" Sirius thought hard. Then he can up with a great spell. "Squibus doncacus," he mumbled. Snape started stepping on the ugly girl's feet. "Ow!" she cried, "Stop!" Snape pointed his wand at Sirius and returned the favor. "Humiliatus totalus!" said Snape, and Sirius got up and started dancing on the table.

"Snape! What's wrong with you? Can't you take a little joke?" cried Sirius, now doing the can-can while some teachers tried to get him down. Of course, this attracted attention, but most students were still dancing.

Professor McGonagal stopped Sirius's strange movements with a quick spell. "Totalus Haltus!" Then she gave both Snape and Sirius an evil glare. Everyone froze. Even the band stopped playing. "My office. Now, boys!" After Sirius and Snape shuffled away, everything went back to normal. Except James Potter was red from embarrassment for being laughed at. His friend was a practical joker who went too far.

Once inside McGonagal's office, Sirius took his usual spot when he was in trouble, the chair over looking the schoolyard. Snape, scared stiff, shakily sat down in a chair parallel to the Professor's desk. He wasn't used to getting in trouble, and during their wait for McGonagal, he shot evil looks at Sirius.

"Relax. This is your first offense, isn't it?" asked Sirius, and Snape nodded. "Then you'll be let off with a stern warning and maybe two points off your house score. I, on the other hand will receive detention and about ten points off."

McGonagal entered the room. She looked expectantly at the two boys. "Well," she said, "What's your side of the story, Mr. Snape?"

"I...I didn't do it, Professor. He started it!" said Snape, pointing at Sirius. Sirius's expression was blank, less emotional than a poker face.

"Mr. Black, do you know what crime you have to pay up for?" asked McGonagal, with a hint of challenge in her voice.

"Yep. One detention for bewitching another student and ten points off for embarrassing him." said Sirius, still expressionless.

"Black, do you not care that you have had the most detentions of any other student who has ever attended this school?" McGonagal almost screamed at him.

"Cool." said Sirius, and he started to walk away.

"Black! Why is it that you don't care! What is wrong with you!" This time, she did scream.

"Yeah, what's your problem?" asked Snape, who had gotten his courage back, and realized that he would get very little punishment.

"If only you knew..." said Sirius in a whisper, and he left the room.