(Sirius Black X Reader)
Dinner was especially lively tonight than any other night. Mostly, the girls were talking about that stupid ball that was in less than three weeks away. The guys, however, were talking about how nervous they were to ask the girl they wanted; giving dirty looks to different guys around the tables. Whatever. Padfoot and I were just going through our daily routine of counting how many students we could prank in a single hour. He counted a few names off the list and looked to me. I was just going through my plate of steak and biscuits quickly; every once in a while I looked toward the door of the Great hall, where all the students who were just recently in their dorms were now flooding into the great hall. James stopped his counting and looked with me.
"Padfoot? What are you looking for?" James said
"Wha-? O-Oh...Nothing, Prongs..." I sighed, shoving my head back into the folds of my shirt
"Oh yeah, I haven't seen (y/n) or Evans come down for di