The Day Lupin Had To Make Someone Do Detention For Giving Him A Too Strong Coffee With Far Too Much Sugar

It was seven o'clock in the evening, and Remus Lupin was busy in his study, waiting for someone to do a detention with him.

There was a knock on the door. "Come in," said Lupin mildly, rising from his desk to meet the miscreant.

Draco Malfoy, a third year Slytherin, entered his office with a face like a fiddle. "Father will hear of this," he muttered.

"Of course he will," said Lupin pleasantly, smiling and slapping his hands together. "And he'll be very pleased to hear you've had an excellent detention for offending and physically harming one of your teachers!"

Malfoy looked up at Lupin. How and WHY was the man so over-joyous? Surely, he hadn't had another cup of coffee? Malfoy's pale blue eyes flitted to Lupin's desk, on which sat a harmless cup of tea.

"Well now, Mr Malfoy," said Lupin. "Why don't you sit down? I'll get you a cup of tea."

Malfoy sat down hesitantly, not certain what would be next. Would Lupin bind him to a chair, like Snape? "But sir, what about my detention?"

"Ooooh," said Lupin, squeezing his eyes closed as if he was a cartoon character. "You'll see, you'll see!"

Malfoy was definitely NOT happy.

When Lupin returned from another room with Malfoy's cup of tea, he also brought along a rather strange thing, which Malfoy recognised as a Muggle stereo set. "Sir, what are you going to do with that?" Malfoy asked tentatively.

Lupin grinned broadly. "We're going to have a karaoke-detention!" he said, his eyes shining with glee. Malfoy thought he was going to die.

When Snape came to pick Malfoy up after curfew, Lupin and Malfoy had been singing Celine Dion songs in horrible, high-pitched voices for some three hours. Snape noticed he had to drag Malfoy - who was in a stupor - back down to the dungeons, and he had to administer a large amount of Calming Draught, before the boy stopped saying, "He meant it. He meant it!"