It was a one-night stand, you reminded yourself, as Sirius Black, the boy you spent last night with, entered the Great Hall for breakfast.

There was an unbearable smirk on his face as his bright gray eyes landed directly on you. He began to walk slowly toward the Slytherin table, in your direction.

Sirius sat down in front of you and spoke mischievously. 'Did you have a good night's sleep?'