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Sirius Black cracked his knuckles and kicked his feet up onto the chair in front of him. Slouching his small frame into the desk, he sighed, eye lids relaxing halfway as Professor Binns’s monotone voice echoed on and on about the Pilgrimage of Hags (1100-1104).

This was torture.

In a vain attempt to keep himself awake and amused, Sirius blew bubbles with his spit.

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On October 4th, 2005 05:31 pm (UTC), howlsoftly commented:
Levitating a spare quill without pausing in his notes, Remus sent it soaring over to viciously pop the bubble lurking on Sirius' lip. Stop it, he mouthed, not willing to interrupt the lecture. He gestured towards the G&M's, and narrowed his eyes.
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