Detention 2. Sirius Black

Sirius had a little thing to do at the time the detention was scheduled. But, nothing too important. That detention was stupid. Sirius just hexed a first year. A first year. That had no respect. Still, he understood why he was there. He opened the door to the Professor Elija's office, without knocking. "Professor Prince, I'm here for my detention."

Elija looked up from his work, as he was correcting homework at the moment, when his students walked in the room. "Mr, Black. Please take a seat." he said, pointing to a chair in front of his desk.
"Now, I have thought about what I should make you do, so you would realize your mistake. I have decided that I will give you the two hours detention to think about your behaviour and why it is not acceptable to attack someone who is much younger than you."
Elija looked at the young Gryffindor with a calm expression. "I want you to place your empty hands on the desk and stay quiet for the whole time. Understood? After the time had passed, I will asked you to what conclusion you have come."
With that, he turned his attention back to his work.

Sirius sat down. He placed his hands on the table. Being quiet for two hours. Christ. Sirius tried to think about something else. James, Peter, Remus. Marvolo. His Padfoot form. None of it was working to distract him. Until he thought about Morgan. His mind quickly went off, and he simply remembered how nice she was.