"Yeah, like oil and water," he said equally as dryly, then glanced down at the transfiguration text in front of him. He wracked his brain thinking of when this grudge against Snape started. "He started it, really - on the first train to Hogwarts. And when I stood up for James, I became Public Enemy #2."

And Sirius was just stubborn enough to not end his childish behavior. Besides. It didn't help that he hadn't been sorted like every single Black before him.

At the kick to his leg, his mouth curled up, and stuck his foot out to lightly kick her foot in retaliation. "That's a very nice way of saying droning. He does it so well that many of our peers can catch up on their sleep in the meantime."