"Mr Black and Mr Potter what do you think you are doing?" shouted Professor
McGonagall from the front of the Transfiguration classroom a few weeks
later.
"Trying to transfigure our matchsticks Professor," Sirius smiled charmingly at their teacher and noticed the corners of her mouth twitch ever so slightly.
"Somehow I don't think that levitating spiders into Miss Marshall's hair is the best way to be doing that!"
The blonde girl sat in front of the boys jumped up and started squealing and smacking her head.
Peter giggled furiously at the pair who were grinning widely. Remus pressed his lips tightly together and focussed on the blackboard, a sign the others read as torn between disapproval and amusement.
"I can't do it!" Peter moaned and threw his wand down in anger.
"Oh Peter how thick are you? It's so easy!" Sirius picked up his own wand and with a wave of his wand he changed the matchstick into a needle.
"It's not exactly the hardest spell in the world is it?" James agreed with Sirius and showed Peter his handful of needles.
"Oh come on it's not his fault," Remus gave Sirius a stern look.
"Ok Ok I'll help you Pete." Sirius moved closer to him and went through the wand motion slowly.
By the end of the lesson Peter could just about manage the spell, but he got so nervous when showing the teacher, he somehow turned Remus's hat into a chinchilla with absolutely no idea how it had happened.
The boys were leaving the classroom, talking loudly, when James bumped into someone.
"Oh sorry mate," he leant down to pick up the boy's books which had been scattered all over the corridor. The boy snatched his book out of James's hand and scowled at him.
"Yeah well watch were you're going next time, Potter." The boy pushed his greasy dark hair from his eyes and shoved his books into his bag.
"Excuse me I said I was sorry," James clenched his fists in anger. "Who the hell are you anyway?"
"Severus Snape," the boy narrowed his eyes at James who turned away, rolling his eyes.
He felt something woosh past his left ear and turned around to see Severus pointing his wand at him.
"You slimy little git!" roared Sirius, diving on him.
"Trying to jinx me while my back's turned?! Coward!" James pushed past Sirius and grabbed Snape's collar.
"James Potter! What do you think you are doing!" Roared Professor McGonagall's voice from behind him.
"Teaching this slimeball a lesson Professor," James stood up, Snape falling to the floor as James released him.
"It is not your place to do that Mr Potter. Detention tonight."
"But Professor he started-"
"I don't want to hear it Black, you can join Mr Potter in detention I think!"
"You'll pay for this Snivellus," Sirius hissed as they walked away.
Sirius fumed all the way through charms next lesson. He was so angry he got his wand technique wrong and burnt a hole in the desk.
"Mr Black please pay attention!" squeaked tiny Professor Flitwick.
"Oh stop it Sirius it's just detention," Remus was starting to get rather impatient with his friend.
"Yeah but it should have been that idiot who got it, not me and James."
"I think McGonagall was a bit harsh," Peter told James who was doodling something on a piece of parchment. "I could go and tell her what really happened if you want! I could tell her he tried to jinx-"
"Don't bother Pete, there's no point you getting in trouble too," James smiled weakly at his friend.
The bell rang to signal the end of class and the boys cleared their things away and left the classroom. Outside the door someone was waiting for Sirius.
"Bella!" he smiled unenthusiastically at his cousin who was wearing a triumphant look upon her pretty face.
"I just got an owl from my mother. She said to congratulate you for making Slytherin." She smiled sweetly at him. "Why does my mother think you're in Slytherin?"
"Err dunno. I err-"
"Maybe it's because that's what you told your dad. I mean, I could be wrong and it could all be an honest mistake, in which case I think I'll send her an owl telling her she's wrong."
"No!" Sirius shouted. "Please don't Bellatrix, my dad will kill me, you know what he's like."
"Well what's in it for me, cousin dear?"
"I dunno what do you want?"
"Ooh I'll have to think about that one," she smiled again and turned to walk away, pushing her long black hair over her shoulder and laughing loudly.
"Trying to transfigure our matchsticks Professor," Sirius smiled charmingly at their teacher and noticed the corners of her mouth twitch ever so slightly.
"Somehow I don't think that levitating spiders into Miss Marshall's hair is the best way to be doing that!"
The blonde girl sat in front of the boys jumped up and started squealing and smacking her head.
Peter giggled furiously at the pair who were grinning widely. Remus pressed his lips tightly together and focussed on the blackboard, a sign the others read as torn between disapproval and amusement.
"I can't do it!" Peter moaned and threw his wand down in anger.
"Oh Peter how thick are you? It's so easy!" Sirius picked up his own wand and with a wave of his wand he changed the matchstick into a needle.
"It's not exactly the hardest spell in the world is it?" James agreed with Sirius and showed Peter his handful of needles.
"Oh come on it's not his fault," Remus gave Sirius a stern look.
"Ok Ok I'll help you Pete." Sirius moved closer to him and went through the wand motion slowly.
By the end of the lesson Peter could just about manage the spell, but he got so nervous when showing the teacher, he somehow turned Remus's hat into a chinchilla with absolutely no idea how it had happened.
The boys were leaving the classroom, talking loudly, when James bumped into someone.
"Oh sorry mate," he leant down to pick up the boy's books which had been scattered all over the corridor. The boy snatched his book out of James's hand and scowled at him.
"Yeah well watch were you're going next time, Potter." The boy pushed his greasy dark hair from his eyes and shoved his books into his bag.
"Excuse me I said I was sorry," James clenched his fists in anger. "Who the hell are you anyway?"
"Severus Snape," the boy narrowed his eyes at James who turned away, rolling his eyes.
He felt something woosh past his left ear and turned around to see Severus pointing his wand at him.
"You slimy little git!" roared Sirius, diving on him.
"Trying to jinx me while my back's turned?! Coward!" James pushed past Sirius and grabbed Snape's collar.
"James Potter! What do you think you are doing!" Roared Professor McGonagall's voice from behind him.
"Teaching this slimeball a lesson Professor," James stood up, Snape falling to the floor as James released him.
"It is not your place to do that Mr Potter. Detention tonight."
"But Professor he started-"
"I don't want to hear it Black, you can join Mr Potter in detention I think!"
"You'll pay for this Snivellus," Sirius hissed as they walked away.
Sirius fumed all the way through charms next lesson. He was so angry he got his wand technique wrong and burnt a hole in the desk.
"Mr Black please pay attention!" squeaked tiny Professor Flitwick.
"Oh stop it Sirius it's just detention," Remus was starting to get rather impatient with his friend.
"Yeah but it should have been that idiot who got it, not me and James."
"I think McGonagall was a bit harsh," Peter told James who was doodling something on a piece of parchment. "I could go and tell her what really happened if you want! I could tell her he tried to jinx-"
"Don't bother Pete, there's no point you getting in trouble too," James smiled weakly at his friend.
The bell rang to signal the end of class and the boys cleared their things away and left the classroom. Outside the door someone was waiting for Sirius.
"Bella!" he smiled unenthusiastically at his cousin who was wearing a triumphant look upon her pretty face.
"I just got an owl from my mother. She said to congratulate you for making Slytherin." She smiled sweetly at him. "Why does my mother think you're in Slytherin?"
"Err dunno. I err-"
"Maybe it's because that's what you told your dad. I mean, I could be wrong and it could all be an honest mistake, in which case I think I'll send her an owl telling her she's wrong."
"No!" Sirius shouted. "Please don't Bellatrix, my dad will kill me, you know what he's like."
"Well what's in it for me, cousin dear?"
"I dunno what do you want?"
"Ooh I'll have to think about that one," she smiled again and turned to walk away, pushing her long black hair over her shoulder and laughing loudly.