Sirius was convinced that if Professor Minerva Mc.Gonagall had asked him to stay after class, it was because she had discovered that it was his fault that half of the Slytherins had been sick last week.

He had been surprised. He would have thought that finding concrete proof of his actions would have been difficult for the witch. Too bad. He would do better next time.

However, instead of finding himself with additional detention for the rest of the week, he found himself having to take care of you.

You were a French student from BeauxBatons who arrived in the middle of the school year at Hogward. Your level of English was poor, so you would need someone to help you with the lessons.

Sirius doesn't know how Mc.Gonagall knew he spoke French, but what he was sure it’s he was absolutely not happy about having to spend his free time looking after a little French instead of hanging out with James, Remus and Peter.

So when he found himself having to stand outside in the cold next to Mc.Gonagall and Dumbledor.e for your arrival, saying he was annoyed was an understatement. On top of taking up all his Wednesday afternoons, you had the audacity to make him wait in this icy November wind. Even smoking a small cigarette had been forbidden to him by his teachers.

He already hated you.

Your carriage pulled by pegasus has finally arrived.

"Not too soon" Sirius grumbled to himself, his hands placed in his leather jacket to try to warm his fingers. The silver door opened and, one foot after the other, you were in front of Sirius Blac.k and the two professors.