-We should go to the library. I'm sure there'll be something in there that can help us."
The two, after the sun had set, settled in front of the Gryffindor common room's fireplace, being bored.
-No!" Sirius jumped back. "There's no way in Hell that I'm going back there."
-What? Don't you want to take this spell off us?"
-Well, yeah, but…" He looked away from Dawn's insisting stare. "Listen, I agree that we should do something about this… condition, but I'd really, really rather avoid that place for… as long as possible."
-It's a library, Sirius, it can't be that bad."
-You don't know the librarian like I do. She's scary." He whispered through clenched teeth.
Sirius had a flashback of the librarian smiling sweetly as he explained why he had been making so much noise with his friends. He'd picked up the book that had been dropped on Peter's foot to "prove his theory of gravitation", all the while trying to keep a straight face as James made funny faces from behind the woman. They'd been seriously caught that time. The book Sirius had picked up had been morphed into a PlayMage mag and when he'd realized, he'd let out a curse loud enough that Headmaster Dumbledore had heard it.
This memory brought a smile to Sirius' lips, which seriously worried Dawn. 'Maybe he's had some sort of… that kind of experience that no one wants or ought to know about', she thought to herself. 'For my sake, I hope not'.
"Isn't there another way?"
-Sure, Sirius," Dawn smiled, "if you can find one, let me know."
-We- we could just wait it out… maybe."
Dawn sighed heavily.
-Dawn… we have a problem…" Sirius bit his lip. "It's really going to bother you, but it can't wait any longer…"
-What? Just spit it out, mate!"
-I have to use the loo…"
-You can look if you want. I mean, if you feel better."
-Shut up and take a piss, Sirius."
-You're not offering the ideal atmosphere. I can't go like this."
-Like what?"
-There's this huge, mega, ball of dark, frustration, grrness… You know?"
-You're so odd…"
-That doesn't help me." Sirius said, concentrating on the white of the wall in front of him. "At all."
Dawn turned to the door, still leaning on the cubicle's door. They'd chosen to go to the girl's restroom. It offered more privacy, and Sirius could hide in one of the stalls.
-Someone had better not come in right about now." Dawn stated. "They'd be hearing odd things from odd- surprisingly male- voices."