December 4th, 1890 - Slytherin Dungeon
It was a lot easier to claim ownership of their homework corner now that they were third years than it had been last years - which would probably continue every year. Privately, Sirius was thinking they should find a better homework space next year, or even in the Spring - one of the unused classrooms upstairs, or else somewhere with brighter lighting. The dungeon was, probably, not great for his eyes.
These were the things he thought about so he didn't have to think about their Defense Against the Dark Arts homework. It should be illegal for them to have to still do schoolwork this close to winter break. Frankly, he would have put it off until the end of the weekend, but they had Hogsmeade tomorrow, and really would be screwed if they ignored things too long.
"Five signs of a werewolf," he said lazily, flicking his quill between his fingers. "And I'll go literally anywhere you want if you go to Quality Quidditch Supplies with me tomorrow."
These were the things he thought about so he didn't have to think about their Defense Against the Dark Arts homework. It should be illegal for them to have to still do schoolwork this close to winter break. Frankly, he would have put it off until the end of the weekend, but they had Hogsmeade tomorrow, and really would be screwed if they ignored things too long.
"Five signs of a werewolf," he said lazily, flicking his quill between his fingers. "And I'll go literally anywhere you want if you go to Quality Quidditch Supplies with me tomorrow."