Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. That said, on with the show!
Chapter 2
Sirius raced down the dark, empty corridor. It didn't matter where he went, just as long as he was as far away from other people as possible.
"What have I done... of course he wouldn't want that! From me! What was I thinking? Oh God, Moony..." The thought of his Remus sobbing against a wall was too much... Sirius winced.
"Mr. Black?" Sirius whirled around to see his Transfiguration professor, Minerva McGonagall. "Why are you not in bed? That will be 10 points from Gryffindor and-" Sirius pulled at his hair and let out a frustrated growl.
"Listen, I can't go back tonight! I'll sleep right here on the bloody floor, but please don't make me go back in there!" he cried, fighting back tears.
"I am sorry Sirius, but I cannot allow that... Now if you will please come with me, I will escort you back to your house..."
Sirius took off at a run. He burst through the wooden double doors and bounded down the steps. As he flew across the grounds, he transformed in mid run into his canine side, Padfoot. When he reached the Whomping Willow, Sirius dived down into its root system, disappearing into the Shrieking Shack.
Sirius eased into his human form and threw himself down onto one of the ratty couches. Sobbing into the cushions, he listened as several voices called out his name into the dead of night. "Moony..." he whispered.