A/N Yet another convo between me and Hannah rolls eyes we really should have done more work in our lessons! This is about our old physics teacher Mr Bride, he crazy bio teacher Dr Trotter (who feels herself up in class) and our Librarian, Mrs Gaulding (The Egg/The Beast). Enjoy!

Normal- Prongs

Italics- Padfoot (naturlich!)

Underlined- Moony

Bold- Wormtail

Professor Slughorn woke up this morning and had a red and swollen eye, it hurt him very much so he scratched it and it fell out.

And then he and McGonagall got it on in a closet?

Shut up Padfoot!

As I was saying he had wanted to be in the RAF

What's the RAF?

Shut up Padfoot!

Anyway, he had wanted to be a pilot but he couldn't because of his eye kept falling out so he came to teach here.

That reject!

Hear hear!

And then he and McGonagall got it on in a closet?

That's why he never teaches potions involving eyes; it is a touchy subject…

And then he and McGonagall got it on in a closet?

SHUT UP PADFOOT!

Fine- he and McGonagall got it on in the library.

Madame Pince maybe their love-child!

Ewwwww!!!!

Padfoot!!

Moony!!!

Prongs!!

……..

Oh sorry… Wormtail!

It is a truth universally acknowledged that a werewolf of arguable buffness must be in want of some chocolate.

Well less "universally acknowledged" and more "educationally guessed"… Ok this is Sirius we are talking about so lets make that "un-educationally guessed". But it still amounts to the same thing. Make our sessions in the passageway to Honeydukes with said werewolf of argu- well Ok you get the idea… or at least that's what Sirius thought…

Dear Daisy the Diary,

It's Sirius again, well who else would it be?

Anyway, I have a cunning plan! A cunning Valentines day plan!

I am getting peeved off with those girls in the third year looking at my Moony's gluti- glutamou- well his butt.

Its high time I got him to myself for a while… which, btw is NOT going to happen around the dorm! I mean, Prongs and Lily are always going at it, then Peter wants Moony to help with his homework (A three foot essay of the properties of three pond weeds is SUCH a turn off).

Anyway since we are totally unappreciated by everyone else (except those third year girls) I have decided to lure Remus into Honeydukes at midnight, have him choose his favourite chocolate (dark 72 with flaked almonds, see I'm a good boyfriend :P) , which I'll leave money for somewhere (so Lily doesn't kill me), and do blindfolded tasting in an abandoned classroom.

Oh Yes! Go on the Padster! Officially the best canine in the school!

Love Sirius xxx