Sirius reached down to pick up the pieces of James's glasses from his feet, flashing a glance over to Snape. Snape was just puting away his wand and reaching for his fork, grinning guiltily. Sirius raked all the pieces in his hand and handed them over to Remus...if any of the four of them were going to be able to fix the glasses, he'd be the most likely. All the while Sirius was formulating a plan to get Greasy back.

Sirius then decided to take the long way to the Gryffindor table. He casually walked over towards Snape..the two not breaking eye contact, Sirius returning the evil smirk back at Severus. When Sirius was close enough to curse Snape, he used one of the only curses he knew "Stupefy". And as Snape was stunned and fell backwards, Sirius fell. He fell in the most dramatic way he could muster, yelling out in agony and holding his ankle. The Transfiguration Professor was over to Sirius's side in no time flat, staring down at him fiercely. Sirius was rolling over and over, and yelling out about being cursed..and what pain he was in. Sirius couldn't tell whether or not McGonnagal was buying it...but he was soon rescued by his friends, who seemed to catch on quickly. They all three at once started going on and on about how they had seen the whole thing..and the kid with the black hair had cursed Sirius for no reason...and then he hid behind the table.

McGonnagal glanced over to Snape, and seen that he indeed was no longer at the table. McGonnagal's lips went thinner than thin, as she said quite plainly,

"Go and get that ankle checked out Mr. Black. And I advise you not go taking the long way to your table next time. I'll talk to Mr. Snape. "

Sirius was pulled to his feet by James and Peter. "Yes Professor McGonnagal" Sirius said with a nod. Then Sirius limped out of the Great Hall dramatically with the help of his friends.