2nd year

"Hurry up Ri we are going to miss the train."

"I hate my parents. I hate my brother. And I really and truly hate your father."

"Really Sirius you have entirely too much hate in your body. It's not a good thing."

"That's rich I'm getting a lecture on hate from a Slytherin."

"Well I'm risking my pureblood image being seen with a muggle loving Gryffindor."

"Prat."

"Dog breath."

"Snake belly."

"Whiny kitten."

"Your mother is a witch!"

"So is yours!"

The two boys finally made it to platform. Sirius turns to Severus, "Well mate here's to another year of trying to hate each other."

"Watch yourself Ri. I don't trust that Pettigrew character in your group."

"And you do your best to stay away from Malfoy. If your lucky he'll be too distracted with my cousin Cissia this year and he'll leave you alone. And right now I apologize for any embarrassment I may cause you."

"You are a right prat, go through first if Potter sees you he'll be distracted and leave me alone."

"Sounds good. Meet you behind the portrait of Ogg on Saturday?"

"I'll be waiting."

"Tilt your head back Rus."

"I'd noh hurdin too mush."

"I can't believe I broke your nose! Why didn't you duck? You had to know where

my punch was going to land? We've wrestled together all our lives!"

"I'd more belibable dis way."

"You should go see Madam Pomfrey. The healing charms we learned last year aren't good enough to set you nose right."

"The blood's kinda stopped and I can talk much better. Pomfrey will ask too many questions and can you imagine the loss of house points?"

"But your nose is going to heal crooked! I'll take the blame just go to the nurse. We have to get your nose fixed or you'll even more like your father!"

"You could get expelled and them I'd really be on my own again both Potter and Malfoy!."

Both boys just stare at each other for several minutes then Sirius leans over to give the other boy a hug.

"Okay. Okay don't get your knickers in a knot." Looking at the other boy with dried blood on his face and robes Sirius asks quite solemnly, "I'm so sorry Rus. Do you wanna break my nose?"

Severus chuckles loudly then grabs his nose at the pain that caused, "The hat was wrong with this kind of loyalty you should have been sorted into Hufflepuff."