It was about 4 o’ clock that same day. As usual, Sirius did not do his homework, but now it was for another reason than just laziness. He couldn’t stop thinking about his letter.
Your tutor will meet you in the courtyard at 7 o’ clock sharp. Don’t be late.
This thought was giving him a real bad headache. He couldn’t think about anything else at all. This turned out to be a problem to him. A tutor for him was like a bath to a cat. You need it but you utterly don’t want it.
He was hanging around the courtyard, like he always did, with his friends. They were acting crazy as usual, coming up with a new scheme to dump a bucket of fish on the squirrel that stole Sirius’s book the other day. It was just like them to hold a grudge.
But this time Sirius didn’t put in too much enthusiasm as he normally did with all his other pranks. He was drooping around with a concerned expression on his face. He was so distracted. He started to walk away.
“Hey guys? I think I’m going to go to the room. OK?”
His friends looked at him in shock. He never walked out on executing a prank, especially when it is personal. The three of them were confused, but let him go up to where he wanted.
Peter still looked a little confused. “All right, Padfoot. You go ahead, then.”
Sirius made his way up to the dorm. The pictures on the walls all stopped what they were doing and stared at him, for they knew that he never went inside the castle unless it was for classes, detentions, sleeping, or for an indoor prank. They thought that he might be sick. He sure looked it.
He got up to his dorm to see it was totally empty. He hadn’t made his bed from when he got up that morning. That was normal. There were clothes thrown all around. You can tell the marauders don’t clean up much. Sirius plopped onto his bed to think.
He turned his head to look at the clock on the table. 4:30. He had time to burn. He didn’t feel like doing anything, though. He just felt like laying there, hoping to get a different thought than of the latter he had received.
He lay there for a couple seconds. All of a sudden, his eyes seemed to get heavier. The world went to dark as he closed his eyes completely and drifted off to sleep.
Sirius sat up in his bed. He rubbed his eyes and looked out the window feeling a bit drowsy. “Hmm, it’s a little darker than I remember…”
He lifted himself off of his bed to stretch himself out. “Hmmmm… that was a nice nap.”
He looked to the table to look at the clock. “7:15! How long was I asleep? I’m already 15 minutes late!”
Sirius scrambled off his bed and gathered parchment, quills, ink, and all of his books into his bag. He raced out the door, trying to get to the courtyard as fast as he could. There seemed to be a rush of wind when he passed by. He dodged out of the way of all the students that happened to be in the halls. He bumped one or two of them by accident and got some brief scowls.
He passed by his friends, who were in the Great Hall, snacking on some toast. James looked up, chomping away. “You look like you are in a hurry. What’s up?”
Sirius didn’t answer. He just ran on by leaving his friends confused, with only one thought in his head. Who is this Alex kid? And why have I not ever seen or heard of him before?
He finally made it down to the courtyard, and he was ready to take the heat from his tutor.
Sirius looked a little confused. There was no one there except a girl in Gryffindor robes. She seemed just a bit younger than him, maybe by half a year. She had deep brown hair, with what seemed to be just a bit of red. It was pulled up in two short, cute pigtails. Her skin was a bit dark, but not enough to think that she had any time in some tropical place. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of sky blue, which were very much occupied in a large book.
Sirius also noticed something else. He looked down to her pocket. There seemed to be something in it, like a small square shape. It was about two inches high and one-and-a-half inches wide. Sirius stared at it for a moment, and then decided that it was not important.
Sirius pondered this for a moment. Hmmm… I don’t think I have ever seen this girl before. Is she in any of my classes? She must be the invisible type.
He decided to go up to her and say hello. Somehow, she intrigued him. “Hello. I’m Sirius. Sirius Black.”
The girl looked up from her large book. She glared at him for a moment.
Sirius ignored the sneer and pulled back his hand. “Look, I don’t mean to be rude, but I have to meet someone here. It’s important.”
She continued to glare at him with those blue eyes of hers. Sirius was getting fairly impatient. Without knowing it, his voice raised slightly. “Do you not understand what I am saying? I have to meet my tutor here!”
The girl put down her book. “You are late,” the girl said in a very angry tone.
Sirius was confused at this, and still getting angrier. “Listen shrimpy, could you just go-“
“Professor McGonnegol told you to meet me here, yes? I would think that you would come on time at least to our first meeting!”
Sirius was still getting angrier, and still more confused. “What do you mean ‘you’? I have to meet my tutor here!”
The girl looked at him like he was an idiot. She walked right up to his face. “How thick can a person get? Are you really that thick?” She stepped away and started walking around the courtyard. (For those of you that don’t know British lingo, “thick” means “dumb”)
Then, she walked in front of him again, but this time with a clever grin. “I’m sorry. I haven’t properly introduced myself. My name is Alexandria Coder. Alex for short.” She stuck out a hand to shake. But there wasn’t a response. The only thing returned to her was a blank look.
“Oh, I get it. So your last name is Coder, right?”
The girl made a face of accomplishment.
Then Sirius made another comment that made her face turn sour. “You must have an older brother! Well, he should be here any minute, then. Run off, now.”
“AH! Do I have to spell it out for you? I am your tutor! T-U-T-O-R! My goodness! Of all the block headed people to teach, I had to get a numb-scull like YOU!”
Sirius paused, and then gave a small chuckle. Was this some kind of joke? “How on earth is a person younger than me going to teach me anything worth listening to? Besides, you’re a girl.”
Girl. Girl. Girl. Now she was angry. Her eyes seemed to turn from blue gems to blue fire. She reached for the book that she was reading and opened it up.
“Quick! Tell me how you would defend yourself from an angry Gryffin.”
“Out of time! Tell me, where do you look to find herbs to heal a dragon bite?”
“Know?” she interrupted. She put down her book slowly and nodded her head. “Well, who knows everything now? I am disappointed. I thought that you would present a better first impression. Maybe you should get a tutor for etiquette, Sirbious, was it?”
“ It no longer matters. I am not going to waste my valuable time attempting to teach an airhead like you the values of self-defense or anything of the sort.” Alex grabbed her book and turned to walk away. “Good day, Sirbious.”
“It’s Sirius! Sirius Black!”
But it was too late. She had already gone. He was left standing there with his bag full of school supplies, looking as dumb as ever. “Now what am I going to do? I am in way
too bloody deep.”